But the director, for that one million, actually sold Lin Mengxing out. He told her to go chat with the investor. His gaze was dripping with innuendo. Who would’ve thought—Old Man Guo had such sharp eyes, already zeroing in on Lin Mengxing early on. What a shame, this girl. She was bound to blow up sooner or later; maybe this very drama would make her a star. Truly, "a tender lotus bud has just peeked above the water, yet a dragonfly has already perched atop it." The director inwardly lamented that this fresh flower, not even in full bloom, was about to be plucked. Lin Mengxing had no clue what the director was thinking. She said bluntly, "Let me make this clear upfront: I’ll talk, but if he says anything off-color or tries to pull any casting-couch crap, I’m not having it." "Of course, of course—it’s just a million, no big deal, no big deal." The director smiled like a Buddha, thinking to himself, once they really start chatting, would she even have a say? Lin Mengxing went to meet Old Man Guo. Old Man Guo had heard that Lin Mengxing was close with Shen Yunyun, but he didn’t expect her to be just a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old girl. Pretty, too. But right now, he wasn’t in the mood to admire a beauty. Besides, she was a minor—he wasn’t that much of a beast. He laid out his purpose to Lin Mengxing. After hearing what the man in front of her had to say, Lin Mengxing bristled all over. "What exactly have you done to Yunyun? It can’t be as trivial as you’re making it sound. What did you do to her?" "Nothing, nothing—it’s all just a misunderstanding." Old Man Guo smiled ingratiatingly. When he talked to Lin Mengxing about this, he naturally had to downplay his own faults, but he didn’t dare pin all the blame on Shen Yunyun either. So he explained everything as a misunderstanding, claiming the thugs who went to intimidate her were just driven by greed. "I’m begging you now, please step in and mediate for us, clear up the misunderstanding. After all, it’s better to make peace than to keep a grudge. Whatever conditions Miss Shen has, just name them—we won’t refuse anything within our ability." "You’re the ones who provoked her. How dare you provoke her? Do you even know who she is?" Lin Mengxing demanded angrily. This outburst startled Old Man Guo. Her words made him think Shen Yunyun had some deep, powerful background. "Who is she?" Old Man Guo asked. "Heh, you don’t even know who she is, yet you dared to mess with her? You’ve got a death wish. Do you know Sheng Siyuan from Haicheng? Look at what happened to him after he crossed her—you’re all going to die without even knowing why." Lin Mengxing was just bluffing to scare him. When Old Man Guo heard her mention Sheng Siyuan, he shuddered all over. The rumors about the hauntings at Sheng Siyuan’s house had spread far and wide—he never expected it to be connected to Shen Yunyun. He swallowed hard and said in a conciliatory tone, "Oh, dear lady, you’ve got to help us talk to her properly." "This isn’t something I can meddle in, nor is it within my power. Not badmouthing you behind your back is already doing you a huge favor. For the sake of that million, I’ll keep my mouth shut." With that, Lin Mengxing turned and left. Since she knew what this guy was here for, what did she have to fear? She’d taken the money, and that was that—she just wouldn’t do the job. After all, the money wasn’t for her; it was for the production team. If there was any fallout, Old Man Guo could hash it out with them. She couldn’t care less. Watching Lin Mengxing walk away, Old Man Guo felt dejected. The people he sent to find Liao Zhen hadn’t fared any better either—Liao Zhen had chewed them out mercilessly.