As soon as Lin Yujing finished speaking, the air fell deathly silent. Everyone’s gaze turned toward her.
Tian Chen nudged her with an elbow. Lin Yujing snapped back to reality, realizing she had said the wrong thing. Public figures needed to be mindful of their words and actions at all times.
Lin Jianxi curled her red lips mockingly. “Miss Lin makes it sound so easy. Don’t you know this is a work someone poured their heart and soul into creating?”
Lin Yujing clenched her fists, her slender nails digging into her palms. “I’m sorry, I used the wrong words. Just tell me how you want to handle this.”
“Compensate according to the contract,” Lin Jianxi said, hanging the cheongsam back on the clothing rack, her expression calm. “I’m terminating the contract. Please leave my shop immediately.”
Everyone looked incredulous. There were still several scenes left to shoot. If the contract was suddenly terminated, what would they do about the remaining scenes? Where would they find another cheongsam shop?
Lin Yujing frowned slightly. “Miss Lin, I’ve already apologized and agreed to compensate as you requested. Is it really necessary to terminate the contract?”
Lin Jianxi’s tightly pursed lips twisted into a cold smile. “I don’t sense any sincerity from you, Miss Lin. You deliberately took the wrong cheongsam, stretched and damaged mine, and then turned around and said it was just a few loose threads that could be sewn back together.”
“You…” Lin Yujing choked back her words.
Tian Chen spoke earnestly, “Boss Lin, this matter isn’t serious enough to warrant terminating the contract. There are only three scenes left to shoot, and we expect to finish by tomorrow afternoon.”
He continued, “And as far as I know, the penalty for breach of contract is quite substantial. The compensation we’re paying you for the cheongsam is less than the penalty. By my calculations, you’d actually end up losing money.”
Lin Jianxi sneered. “I suggest you review the contract carefully. I’ll transfer the penalty to your production team’s account as soon as possible. Please make sure the compensation is transferred to me promptly as well.”
With that, Lin Jianxi picked up the Su-embroidered peony cheongsam from the clothing rack and walked toward her studio.
Jiang Xu stood there like an ice sculpture, his deep eyes calm and unreadable as he watched Lin Jianxi’s slender figure recede into the distance. After a long pause, he finally spoke, “Pack up the props.”
“Director Jiang…” Tian Chen hesitated.
Jiang Xu withdrew his gaze, his stern face expressionless. “Take the night off and wait for further instructions.”
Lin Yujing gritted her teeth, staring blankly at Lin Jianxi’s retreating figure.
If she hadn’t deliberately taken the wrong cheongsam to try on, she wouldn’t have ended up in this situation. Now the entire production team knew it was her fault.
She had delayed the entire crew…
Tian Chen sighed. “Yujing, let’s go.”
Lin Yujing snapped back to reality, ignoring the gazes of the crew members, and walked out of the cheongsam shop in her high heels.
The production crew began packing up one by one, restoring the cheongsam shop to its original state.
The news of the “Mountains and Seas in Dreams” production team relocating their shooting location quickly trended on social media.
#MountainsAndSeasInDreams# Top Trending
Daily Entertainment v: The “Mountains and Seas in Dreams” production team relocated their shooting location before finishing the cheongsam shop scenes. It’s said that Lin Yujing had a dispute with the cheongsam shop owner. Lin Yujing privately changed filming costumes, and during filming, she stretched and damaged the cheongsam shop’s cheongsam!!
【Fake! Could Lin Yujing’s figure really stretch a cheongsam? If it did stretch, it must have been a poor-quality cheongsam.】
【Are you a member of the production team? Did you personally see Lin Yujing stretch the cheongsam?】
【I’d like to know how you found out the cheongsam shop scenes weren’t finished. Do you have the production team’s schedule?】
【Seriously, my friend works on the crew. The filming really isn’t finished yet—three scenes are still missing because the qipao shop owner breached the contract and refused to allow further shooting.】
#Lin Yujing Qipao# Trending #2
The trending topic was sparked by a marketing account’s video. In the clip, Lin Yujing wore a haze-blue side-button qipao and said to Lin Jianxi, “So, how do you want to handle this? It’s just a few loose threads, right? Can’t you just sew them back?”
【This is clearly malicious editing.】
【If you dare, release the original footage. Lin Yujing did say those words, but she apologized immediately afterward.】
【I never expected Lin Yujing to be like this—so arrogant and disrespectful.】
The Lin Yujing qipao incident escalated rapidly, climbing from the second trending spot to the top of the hot search list.
Meanwhile, at a hotel in Hengdian.
Tian Chen stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, talking on the phone, while Lin Yujing sat on the sofa, her eyes vacant and distant.
After hanging up, Tian Chen walked over and sat down beside her. “The company has already handled the PR. An apology statement has been posted from your Weibo account. I’ve sent it to your WeChat—take a look.”
Lin Yujing clenched her jaw, then hurled her phone to the floor with a violent force. With a sharp crack, the screen shattered into pieces.
Tian Chen was stunned by the outburst, his face a mask of disbelief. “Yujing, you…”
Lin Yujing offered a bitter smile. “Sorry, my emotions got the better of me. I couldn’t control it.”
Tian Chen sighed. “This matter could have serious or minor consequences, but it will definitely impact your future career. From now on, be more careful with your words and actions. You’re a public figure—you can’t just say whatever comes to mind.”
“Alright, I understand.” Lin Yujing nodded in agreement. She usually had excellent control over her emotions, but whenever she encountered Lin Jianxi, it all fell apart.
She couldn’t let the carefully crafted persona she’d built up over time be destroyed like this. Lin Yujing tightened her fists. It was all Lin Jianxi’s fault. If it weren’t for her, none of this would have happened.
…
As sunset approached, Lin Jianxi drove to the bank to transfer the breach-of-contract penalty to the Dreams of Mountains and Seas production crew. On her way back to the qipao shop, she picked up dinner.
She drove straight into the courtyard. The parking lot, once packed full, now held only a handful of cars. Lin Jianxi parked, turned off the engine, and stepped out.
Following the cobblestone path, she rounded a corner. In the distance, she spotted a tall, slender man standing at the shop entrance. With just one glance, she recognized who it was.
The man stood straight, his profile sharp and refined. The orange-red glow of the setting sun bathed him, enveloping his entire figure in a soft halo of light.
Lin Jianxi paused for a moment. The sound of her high heels clicking against the cobblestones echoed in the quiet.
Hearing the footsteps, the man at the door turned to look. Lin Jianxi approached with the sunset at her back, her delicate face shadowed in the dim light, her expression unreadable.
As she drew closer, Lin Jianxi noticed the food bag in the man’s hand. She froze briefly, then averted her gaze, pressing her fingerprint to unlock the door. Ignoring the man behind her, she strode inside in her high heels, heading toward the workshop.
Jiang Xu watched her slender, retreating figure for a long moment before finally following her inside.
Lin Jianxi placed the takeout container on the table, deliberately ignoring the man who had followed her in, and turned to enter the bathroom.
She closed the door behind her and surveyed the clean, tidy space. Today was the last day of the month, and her period was already a week late.
Her period had always been punctual, arriving on the same few days each month without ever being late. Lin Jianxi absentmindedly finished using the restroom.
When she came out, Jiang Xu had already arranged the dishes one by one on the table. Seeing her emerge, he pulled out a chair for her, his voice low and magnetic. “Sit.”
Lin Jianxi pursed her red lips and sat down across from him. Her gaze fell on the dishes spread across the table—there were seven or eight in total, all her favorites.
She had only bought a few of them; the rest were purchased by Jiang Xu. He ladled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her, then proceeded to serve her rice.
Lin Jianxi picked up the bowl of fragrant soup, lifted a spoon, and took a small sip. “Chicken soup again?”
Jiang Xu hummed in agreement. “Yam and chicken soup. It’s perfect for replenishing after your period ends.”
The tips of Lin Jianxi’s fingers gripping the spoon turned slightly pale. Her period hadn’t come at all. Whether it was due to excessive stress or something else, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.