Xu Fei naturally trusted Duanmu Yun’s skills immensely and hurriedly handed over the photo of Hua Ling to him.
Then he stood up, sat to the side, sipped tea, and admired the other exquisitely crafted puppets and masks.
In fact, Duanmu Yun’s earlier words were somewhat understated; Xu Fei noticed that before he had even finished his pot of tea, Duanmu Yun had already completed the work.
Feeling someone pat his shoulder from behind, Xu Fei turned around and was instantly stunned.
“This, this is just too lifelike, isn’t it? If I didn’t recognise the clothes you’re wearing, I’d definitely mistake you for Hua Ling!”
Xu Fei looked back at the person standing before him, whose face was practically identical to Hua Ling’s.
Duanmu Yun continued shortly after.
“Since even you could be fooled, it shows my skills haven’t slipped.”
“And didn’t you say you needed someone to pose as the person who was secretly filmed, to step forward and clarify things? I think I should take on that role!”
Hearing Duanmu Yun’s words, Xu Fei looked him up and down.
He noticed that Duanmu Yun’s height and build were quite similar to Hua Ling’s, and with this hyper-realistic human-skin mask, it was perfect.
Xu Fei nodded happily.
“That’s absolutely brilliant, saves me the trouble of finding someone else!”
Afterwards, Xu Fei sat and chatted idly with Duanmu Yun for a while before getting up to leave.
Then Xu Fei drove back home and shared his entire plan for the day with Lin Qingxue.
Lin Qingxue naturally gave her full support to Xu Fei’s plan, while also feeling increasingly disgusted by that so-called Brother Hao.
“Husband, I’m all for it, that Brother Hao is just awful! I thought he’d back off after last time, but I never imagined he’d be so vile and even escalate his bullying of Hua Ling.”
“Now that Hua Ling is our signed artist, you must avenge her and teach that Brother Hao a lesson he won’t forget!”
Xu Fei smiled and nodded, then reached out to embrace Lin Qingxue, and as night fell, they both drifted off to sleep.
Though night had fallen, not everyone chose to go to bed.
At that moment, Brother Hao was frantically busy in his office at the top of Zhenghao Tower.
By day, it was an office, but by night, it transformed entirely.
The original desk had been replaced with a soft, large bed, and a row of shelves along the wall held various tools.
The room’s lighting was especially suggestive, and Brother Hao sat on the edge of the bed, with a woman beside him.
This woman looked almost exactly like Hua Ling, to the point of being indistinguishable.
She was a stand-in Brother Hao had hired at great expense when he couldn’t win Hua Ling’s favour.
She was also there to satisfy Brother Hao’s usual perverse psychological desires.
But today, this person had another purpose.
Soon, Brother Hao pulled the woman onto the bed, but unlike before, the room was filled with cameras capturing everything from different angles.
This was Brother Hao’s final trump card to take revenge on Hua Ling.
He believed that by staging a convincing act with this Hua Ling lookalike and filming it, then having his expert hacker manipulate the footage, he could release it online tomorrow.
Even Brother Hao couldn’t imagine the sensational uproar it would cause.
After a frenzy of activity, Brother Hao lay on the bed resting, and the cameramen had all left.
