Chapter 129 The Controlling Actor 11 (2/2)

With a bang, Lu Xiaomi slammed her fist into the mirror.

Cracks radiated from the center, severing her distorted reflection. Blood dripped from her knuckles, pooling into small pools on the floor.

She recalled the last moments of her previous life when Zhao Zixi was still an unknown and destitute person.

She knew that Zhao Zixi must know that she had deliberately switched shifts!

Zhao Zixi is taking revenge on her!!

Lu Xiaomi suddenly started gagging, her stomach churning but she couldn't vomit anything.

She stumbled and rushed towards the bathroom, her knees hitting the tiles hard.

The woman in the mirror looked terrifyingly unfamiliar. Her carefully styled curly hair was now disheveled like withered grass, and her lipstick had smudged onto her chin. She looked like she was eating raw meat and drinking blood, acting out a horror movie.

His eyes were bloodshot, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell.

She shouldn't be like this.

"no……"

"I absolutely cannot let her get ahead of me!!"

She shakily pulled out her phone. Zhang Mingzhe's name in her contacts was both blurry and clear in her vision, but no one answered when she called.

Lu Xiaomi suddenly stood up, grabbed her bag, and went to find Zhang Mingzhe.

Since appealing to family ties didn't work, Zhang Mingzhe, faced with Lu Xiaomi's tears, completely dropped his pretense and decided to directly target Zi Xi.

"Shoulder any cost, uncover Zhao Zixi's dirty secrets!"

He quickly contacted several underground paparazzi and professional online trolls, spending a fortune to ruin her reputation.

However, three days later.

"Mr. Zhang...we can't find it."

The paparazzi's response was cautious.

"What do you mean 'cannot be found'?!"

Zhang Mingzhe's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Zhao Zixi has been playing minor roles for the past few years, or doing part-time jobs and staying at home. She has zero scandals, zero hype, and doesn't even show up at industry dinners..."

Zhang Mingzhe's face was terribly gloomy.

The online trolls' efforts were equally unsuccessful; no one believed the rumors they fabricated, and the money they spent seemed to sink without making a ripple.

"How is this possible?!"

Zhang Mingzhe slammed his fist on the table, his knuckles turning a horrifyingly white from the impact.

His temples throbbed, and the data report in front of him seemed to mock his incompetence. Zhao Zixi was truly flawless.

His solemn promises to Xiaomi, those harsh words about making her kneel and beg for mercy and kicking her out of the entertainment industry, have now all become the most laughable joke!

However, Zhang Mingzhe also had some doubts. If the investigation results were so clean, did Zhao Zixi, who Xiao Mi said bullied her, really bully Xiao Mi?

But Zhang Mingzhe quickly shook his head; how could he doubt Xiaomi?

"Mingzhe! 'Heroine' has broken the record for the highest viewership this year! But my drama... my drama is getting worse and worse. Am I really that bad?"

The moment the phone screen lit up, Lu Xiaomi's hysterical cries pierced through the receiver.

"Didn't you say...you said you'd make her...pay the price?!"

Her voice was broken, interspersed with violent sobs.

"Xiaomi! Xiaomi, listen to me!"

"Xiaomi, calm down! It's not that I don't want to!! It's just that Zhao Zixi is completely flawless!"

"Even if I hired online trolls to spread negative rumors about her, nobody would believe me!"

Zhang Mingzhe frantically tried to calm her down, but then he heard a loud crash of shattering glass on the other end of the phone. He could almost see her frantically sweeping the vanity table away again.

"Tens of millions...you spent tens of millions...and this is the result?"

He heard the dull thud as she slid to the ground, the rustling of fabric against the floor, and her sobs, like those of a wounded animal, pierced Zhang Mingzhe's heart.

"Baby, look at me, take a deep breath..."

“We still have a backup plan! If all else fails, I can go to the old man…”

Zhang Mingzhe softened his voice, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the phone.

Lu Xiaomi suddenly let out a shrill laugh, and a muffled thud came from the other end of the phone, as if she had finally collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Mingzhe heard his assistant's panicked cries, and Xiao Mi's last breath pierced his heart like a knife: "Am I... inferior to her in every way...?"