His Genius Wife Is A Superstar Chapter 1679: Stormy

Despite the scolding, Girl Abante refused to back down. Her position gave her a solid sense of assurance.

A survivor like her in the chaotic world of entertainment had gathered plenty of compromising information on influential figures. Should the network try to intimidate her, she would retaliate by intimidating them right back.

While she lacked any leverage specifically on these two executives, she possessed dirt on their fellow colleagues. By targeting the other leaders with threats, they would quickly become preoccupied with covering their own backs, leaving her alone.

After capturing all the events via the studio's surveillance system, Ketchup informed her mommy and daddy about everything. Naturally, as a dutiful kitty child, she also mentioned that she and her sibling Bacon had visited Uncle Haohao before.

Iris Long never anticipated that her cat AI offspring would approach her brother and spur him to avenge her.

"This must be Bacon’s plan, isn't it?" Jin Liwei had inquired.

"Yes, Daddy!" Ketchup had answered. "The cute and mighty Ketchup was afraid of being scolded by Mommy and Daddy, but Bacon said Uncle Haohao can take all the blame! Hihihi~ Meow~"

Jin Liwei had chuckled as well.

Iris Long merely shook her head with a sigh. Without having built Bacon personally, she might have suspected he was actually her brother’s biological offspring. The vengeful streak in Bacon clearly echoed the Vetrovs’ signature trait.

She felt relieved that Bacon hadn’t been brought into existence during the peak of the Vetrov criminal syndicate. Had he been around then, she could only picture how much stronger the Vetrovs might have become. Maybe they wouldn’t have fallen apart. Instead, they could have ruled the international underworld of crime and obliterated their foes without mercy or chance of recovery.

Reflecting on it, her emotions remained unclear.

In her previous existence as Evelina Vetrova, the Vetrovs formed her family. Still, she couldn’t ignore the truth that their criminal empire ranked among the most wicked groups history had witnessed.

Simply sharing their bloodline had branded her guilty.

Her rebirth as Long Xiulan served as her path to atonement.

She wished her brother, once known as Nikolai Vetrov, would view this existence as his own chance for redemption.

Yet she realized she held no power over her brother. All she could do was trust that his household—Long Jinjing and their twins—would guide him away from pursuing revenge against the Vetrov foes any longer.

Regarding Bacon’s creation, Iris bore a profound sense of duty. Destroying him was unthinkable, so she and her spouse had to collaborate in guiding their cat AI boy toward becoming a dependable guardian for their loved ones.

Iris harbored no lofty goals of safeguarding all humanity. Her concerns lay solely with her relatives, companions, and dear ones. She’d go to any lengths to shield those she cherished.

The pinnacle defenders she had engineered were Ketchup and Bacon. She envisioned that, long after she and her husband departed, the pair would persist in overseeing future kin from their lineage.

Returning to the now, Iris and Jin Liwei held one another close in bed while discussing Girl Abante further.

Following their departure from her show’s recording space, Iris felt too agitated to meet her fresh acquaintances on "Ready, Set, Lunch Party". She simply instructed Dom to deliver presents to them.

Master Beauty, Dina Bendita, Albert Alcala with his spouse Virginia Velasco, and the rest of the daytime show’s presenters reached out to Dom, expressing gratitude to Iris for the presents. They voiced worry too upon learning of her unpleasant encounter with Girl Abante.

Because the episode unfolded within the network’s headquarters, news circulated rapidly among the insiders.

The team working for Girl Abante, particularly those who opposed her attacking Iris Long, saw no reason to hide the occurrence. They shared the full story with contacts in various shows and sections. Apparently, her crew’s devotion to her wasn’t as unwavering as she believed.

"Since Bacon has already acted with your brother’s assistance, don’t waste your effort on that lady any further," Jin Liwei advised, pressing a kiss to his wife’s brow. "You’ve already handled your share by striking back at her during the chat when she repeatedly tried to hinder you."

Iris pressed her lips together. She itched to handle it personally, uneasy at the thought of others tidying her chaos—despite it not being her doing. Girl Abante had stirred the trouble and pulled Iris into the fray.

From her look, Jin Liwei picked up on her mindset. He planted a kiss on her tresses. "Darling, recall why you journeyed to this land. It wasn’t to squander time on a nuisance, was it?"

"You’re right," she admitted with a sigh. "I have more important matters ahead."

He kissed her once more and kept stroking her back soothingly.

Conversation shifted to various topics until Iris at last drifted off to slumber.

Once certain his wife slumbered soundly, Jin Liwei fixed a grim gaze on the ceiling. He refrained from acting not out of reluctance, but to place her psychological and emotional health above all. Nevertheless, this didn’t imply he’d overlook the slight.

Girl Abante had deeply provoked him, his wife, and their whole clan.

After a thirty-minute wait, he gently freed himself from his wife’s hold. He grabbed his phone, slipped it into his pocket, and stepped out of the sleeping quarters into the suite’s lounge. Dimness filled the space, interrupted occasionally by flashes from the outdoor lightning.

"Sir!"

Jin Liwei gave a nod to the guard assigned to watch over them all night. Undoubtedly, more lurked out of sight.

Their protection team proved thorough, blending his personal aides with Lu Zihao’s followers. He and his kin by marriage concurred that safeguarding their wife/sister took utmost priority, particularly abroad.

By the expansive windows, Jin Liwei observed the tempest unleashing fury beyond. The local meteorological service classified it below typhoon status. Nonetheless, its ferocity appeared quite hazardous.

Fierce gales lashed against the towering buildings. Scarcely any cars ventured onto the roads.

Suddenly, the electricity failed.

Darkness enveloped everything briefly before backup illumination kicked in.

Jin Liwei’s immediate urge was to verify his dozing wife, yet the hotel’s backup systems fired up too. Electricity restored partially; illumination dulled, accompanied by a subtle buzz echoing through the structure.

A bedroom entrance in the suite swung open. Jiang Ying Yue and Lin Yehan emerged.

"Third Brother, you’re up?" Lin Yehan queried, stretching with a yawn.

Unlike her husband’s drowsy demeanor, Jiang Ying Yue seemed alert despite her sleepwear. She acknowledged Jin Liwei with a nod, then scanned the lounge and corridors alongside her team.

"Trouble sleeping?" Lin Yehan wondered, settling onto the sofa.

"En." Jin Liwei remained by the panes.

"I got the rundown from Ying Yue on Third Sister-in-law Xiulan’s ordeal today. That Girl Abante possesses real nerve to challenge your spouse directly, aware you’re her partner."

"This nation operates under its secretive norms," Jin Liwei remarked. "She likely figured we’re powerless on her home ground."

A sly grin twisted Lin Yehan’s typical mild face. "Back in the day, half a century past, perhaps we couldn’t act abroad. Yet today’s interconnected globe links nations tightly. So, what’s your strategy?"

"Waiting."

"Huh? Awaiting what?"

Lightning streaked across the sky.

"For proof." Jin Liwei eyed Lin Yehan. "Girl Abante craves scandal. We’ll deliver scandal in spades."

"Ah." Lin Yehan inclined his head. "Looks like this place will face turmoil for some time."

Jiang Ying Yue reentered the lounge with the overnight sentinel trailing. "All secure. Front desk reports electricity could lag in recovery. Wi-Fi and certain gadgets may falter. We must endure until the gale subsides."

"En."

"How’s Xiulan?" Jiang Ying Yue inquired.

Jin Liwei’s gaze warmed. "She’s asleep."

Jiang Ying Yue exhaled gratefully. "Good to hear. Tomorrow calls for rest. She’s pushed herself relentlessly. Given this weather, her schedule likely gets wiped out."

"En."

The pair, Lin Yehan and Jiang Ying Yue, bid Jin Liwei good night and retreated to their room.

Jin Liwei lingered in the lounge, eyeing the furious weather outdoors. His pocket phone buzzed; he retrieved it.

On the display, a white feline materialized. With the guard present in the suite, Ketchup opted for written messages over voice.

Even without local Wi-Fi or signals, Jin Liwei’s device functioned flawlessly.

Owing to his wife’s tech prowess, their gadgets linked straight to a satellite Evelina Vetrova had deployed in her prior life while studying at Cross Academy. It stayed operational ever since, with Cross Academy assuming control post her demise.

Reborn as Long Xiulan and resuming her Cross Academy studies, she reactivated the satellite for seamless links across her family. Visibility of the heavens ensured perpetual online access for their tech.