The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

Qin Fan had never been fond of celebrities. Of course, with the exception of Zhao Ying, who had helped him in his past life.

But his dislike was one thing; the shameless behavior of the actresses before him completely shattered his perception of the entertainment industry.

Those bursts of coquettish laughter. The way they kept smiling coyly, their expressions unfazed even by the filthy language being thrown around. They even draped themselves over these wealthy scions, a mix of playful protest and willing submission. Are these really the same women who project such a pure and noble image on screen?

Qin Fan shook his head in scorn after brushing off a few actresses who tried to proposition him.

It was clear that it wouldn’t be long before these on-screen goddesses, with their millions of fans, became nothing more than playthings for the beds of these super-rich scions. It wasn’t that these actresses lacked money, and they certainly didn’t lack fame, as they were constantly in the spotlight. But how could they possibly give up on the dream of marrying into a wealthy family to become a young madam? They might be famous now, but in a few years, maybe a decade, they’d be replaced by the next wave of rising stars. They were accustomed to a lavish celebrity lifestyle, and after a few failed investments, how could they possibly support themselves without a powerful backer? Marrying into wealth was the ultimate goal for many of them.

And even taking a step back, suppose their dreams of marriage fell through. Could they afford to pass up the benefits of latching onto these rich young masters? Setting aside the possibility of being cast as the lead in a movie or TV show, or being gifted cars and houses, the most direct benefit was using their connections to open up a whole new world of resources. The opportunities were right there in front of them! Faced with such a win-win chance to climb the social ladder, who gives a damn about a moral bottom line?

Besides, someone’s going to be using them, right? Rather than wasting their time on those big-shot directors or even their good-for-nothing boyfriends, they might as well grab hold of a real money tree!

"Fuck! Who the hell brought this bitch here?"

The cheerful laughter, fueled by champagne and red wine, was suddenly shattered by a furious shout.

Having already shooed away the crowd of scions who wanted to stick close to him, Qin Fan had been standing alone, smirking at all the hypocritical faces. When he heard the shout, he couldn’t help but turn his head to look.

It was one of Ma Yunbin’s lackeys yelling.

In front of the lackey, a glamorous actress was shivering, her face a mask of panic.

Seeing this, Qin Fan couldn’t help but frown.

Her face seemed a little familiar, but since he rarely paid attention to the entertainment world, he couldn’t quite recall her name.

The shouting drew the focus of the many other young masters.

"Holy crap, isn’t that the one who was ’getting her hair done’?" one of them exclaimed, stunned.

They were all quite surprised. The actresses they had invited over were all supposed to be unmarried. But what the hell? A married woman had shown up? And not just any married woman, but one who had famously cheated on her husband?

Had the person who organized this party lost their mind?

Although these scions enjoyed a bit of excitement, this particular thrill was completely against their code. Messing around with unmarried actresses was fine, but they would never extend their demonic claws to break up someone else’s family. That was their bottom line.

"What’s going on?" Qin Fan muttered to himself, completely baffled by the commotion.

Just then, a fearful Chen Yunyun scurried over to his side and explained, "Master Qin, that’s the actress who caused a massive scandal online with her affair a while back! She’s become a public enemy and has been blacklisted by all the major TV stations, film producers, and advertisers! Her behavior was despicable. She single-handedly destroyed the happy life that everyone envied! I can’t believe you guys invited her over!"

"Hm?"

His frown deepened. Looking at the trembling figure with her head bowed, Qin Fan shook his head slightly. He didn’t want to comment on the matter. Of course, there wasn’t a hint of pity in his eyes.

Every pitiable person has a detestable side. That saying has held true from ancient times to the present.

"Young Master Huang, I was the one who invited her!" a young man from the crowd stepped forward and said weakly, his voice lacking any confidence.

But the words had barely left his mouth before Young Master Huang slapped him across the back of the head.

He roared, "Are you fucking stupid?! If this gets out, we’ll all be lumped in with that blacklisted bitch—we’ll be treated like rats everyone wants to swat! Fuck! How are we supposed to hold our heads up in public after that? Your brain must be full of water! If any footage from here leaks to the outside world, having this unfaithful slut in the picture will get us all branded as taking part in a group orgy! How could you make a mistake like this? Have you ever even spent a day in the entertainment industry? Fuck!"

His words were sharp and merciless, each phrase like a dagger.

The actress’s face turned as white as a sheet, and her legs were trembling so hard it looked like she might collapse at any moment.

However, in the face of Young Master Huang’s ruthless tirade, none of her peers—not even her so-called ’good sisters’—stepped forward to defend her. Instead, they scrambled to put as much distance between themselves and her as possible.

It had to be said, so-called friendships in the entertainment industry were incredibly shallow.

"Yes, yes, Young Master Huang! I’ll get her out of here right now!" the heir who had been chewed out stammered in a panic.

But before he could act, the actress, no longer needing to be told, covered her mouth and ran sobbing toward the elevator.

She had originally hoped to use this opportunity to integrate into the circle of these young masters and find connections to salvage her reputation. She never expected to shoot herself in the foot so spectacularly. After being humiliated so mercilessly in public, she felt like she could die.

The ironic thing was, less than two minutes after she left, the atmosphere in the clubhouse returned to what it was. The coquettish laughter, the dirty jokes, and the restless hands that always found their way onto someone else all started up again as if nothing had happened.

"How ironic," Chen Yunyun scoffed, keeping a respectful one-meter distance from Qin Fan. "Not long ago, they were all appearing on camera in a group, calling each other ’good sisters.’ Now that one of them is in trouble, not a single person came forward to comfort her. Heh. It’s laughable."

"Whores are heartless and actors are faithless. That saying has been around for thousands of years. Do you think it came from nowhere?"

Qin Fan swirled the champagne in his glass, then tilted his head back and downed it in one gulp.

Just then, Ma Yunbin, who had been scanning the room, jogged over to Qin Fan’s side with a fawning expression.

Before he could speak, Qin Fan said, "By the way, Old Ma, let me ask you something. What’s Zhao Ying’s situation in the entertainment industry these days?"

In response to Qin Fan’s question, Ma Yunbin grinned without a second thought. "You can rest easy on that, Master Qin. Ever since you had a word with that young master from the Chang Family back in Jinling, the entire entertainment world knows Zhao Ying has a massive backer. Who would dare mess with her now? And it’s not just the entertainment industry. Even the prominent young masters and powerful figures know her background is unshakable. She’s on a smooth and rapid rise to the top! In the industry and at her agency, she’s already got the momentum of a leading lady! Ah, but wait a minute, Master Qin. It’s rare to see you care so much about someone. Is there... something... between you two?"

Ma Yunbin finished with a sly wink.

Chen Yunyun was startled to hear this. No way. Would someone of Qin Fan’s status and standing really be interested in a mere celebrity?

"Get lost," Qin Fan said flatly. "There’s nothing of the sort, and I’ve never even thought about it. She’s never even met me. I just want to make sure at least one patch of the entertainment industry stays as a clean piece of land that I can appreciate. That’s all. Anyway, enough talk. I’m leaving. And, Miss Chen, you stay here and treat Young Master Ma and the others to a good meal as thanks. Don’t worry," he added, "he absolutely won’t dare to lay a single finger on you."

With that, before they could say another word, Qin Fan turned and left with a carefree stride.

*PS: Just three Chapters for now. I’m running a fever and have to go get an IV drip. If I have time after I get back, I’ll write more!*