The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity

At night, Chu Yan held a cat and went to Qin Zhao's apartment.

She had changed the door lock password. He didn't know, so he kept ringing the doorbell.

Qin Zhao was inside, knew it was him, but simply refused to open the door.

Since she didn't open the door, he continued to ring the doorbell.

"Can't you stop?"

Eventually, Qin Zhao opened the door, annoyed by the incessant ringing.

"Meow~"

As soon as the door opened, a pitiful meow sounded.

Her gaze shifted to Chu Yan's embrace, where he held a very thin orange cat, its hind legs injured and wrapped in thick bandages, its moist eyes looking up at her, filled with unease and fear.

"Where did the cat come from?"

Qin Zhao unconsciously softened her voice, afraid of scaring the little one.

"I found it."

With his other hand pulling luggage, Chu Yan once again entered her apartment.

"Did I let you in?" Qin Zhao said, displeased.

He didn't respond, while the orange cat peeked out cautiously, carefully observing her.

Its moist eyes seemed to be asking her, Sister, can I live here?

Qin Zhao was always a sucker for such pitiful little creatures; otherwise, she wouldn't have picked up Chu Yan years ago, taken him as a disciple, and devotedly taught him for hundreds of years.

When she had found him, in the most dangerous Ghost Realm, a Fierce Beast and evil ghost were surrounding him, nearly tearing him to pieces.

Later, Qin Zhao realized it was all fake.

The looks in the eyes of the Fierce Beast and evil ghost were not those of predators but of fear. They dared not approach him and could not leave, thus they were at an impasse.

It wasn't that the Fierce Beast and evil ghost would tear him apart; rather, he almost tore those beings apart alive.

Qin Zhao shifted her gaze away and said with difficulty, "There's no place for a cat to live here."

Chu Yan said, "It hasn't eaten anything yet."

The orange cat cooperated by meowing miserably a few times.

Qin Zhao went to the kitchen, grabbed milk and sausage, and said grudgingly, "Come and eat."

And so, Chu Yan and the cat settled down here.

But the cat was treated better than him: the cat had food, he didn't; Qin Zhao would pet the cat, but she wouldn't touch him.

The next day, Qin Zhao went to the company.

Everyone from the production team was at the company because Guanghua Entertainment had sued Qin Zhao, and this new series was also terminating its contract with her.

"Zhaozhao, you hit President Wu?"

Her agent sighed and stood beside her.

"It's over now, they're terminating the contract at this time, doesn't this mean the series we shot is wasted? And that's a minor issue compared to you hitting someone. Guanghua Entertainment is suing you, and we'll have to pay again.

We still owe thirty million in penalties, it's just piling up!"

"Twenty million."

Qin Zhao corrected her since she had already earned ten million and paid it back.

"Owing money isn't a big deal, the main thing is you hit President Wu! Guanghua Entertainment is a major company. Just a call from President Wu to people in the industry, and we'll definitely have no good resources in the future!"

"So what if we don't?"

Qin Zhao was indifferent, as she didn't rely on acting to make money.

But Su Xiaotong was very worried; it had been so difficult to rehabilitate Qin Zhao's reputation, and just when the future seemed bright, this event had occurred, a situation upsetting for anyone.

"President Wu's secretary is here."

Someone at the door said, causing Su Xiaotong to become visibly tense.

"Miss Qin, I've heard so much about you!"

The secretary came in, very eager to shake hands with Qin Zhao, even a bit servile.

Qin Zhao stepped away, speaking coldly, "Just speak your business."

If Wu Guanrong dared to make her pay, she wouldn't mind sending him to meet King Yan.

"We have a very nice outdoor variety project we would like Ms. Qin to join. Are you interested? The payment per episode is even higher than the current drama you are filming."

"Also, our company has a few big production movies that could make you the lead actress!"

Su Xiaotong thought he was here to find fault, but she didn't expect him to say all that.

She asked in astonishment, "You, you're not planning to sue Zhaozhao, are you?"

"How could we!" the secretary said ingratiatingly. "What does President Wu's injury have to do with Miss Qin? He was drunk that day and fell by accident! The executives present can all testify to that!"

Qin Zhao raised an eyebrow and suddenly understood.

Wu Guanrong must have been warned, so he dared not trouble her.

Who was helping her?

Could it be her uncle, Qin Yu?

Wu Guanrong's secretary insisted that Qin Zhao accept these resources. If she didn't, he would come looking for her again in a few days, so Qin Zhao accepted a few ads.

The prices they offered were very good, allowing her to make a lot of money quickly and pay off her debts.

As for other resources, she didn't really want them, since she could make money by fortune-telling and exorcising spirits.

Once she made a lot of money, she could keep a few young hunks just to anger Chu Yan and see if he dared to pester her.

No man could endure his wife playing like that, right?

If Chu Yan initiated the divorce, it would also be easier to explain to her aunt.

She was thinking a bit too far ahead.

Qin Zhao sighed and signed the contract.

"Miss Qin, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you!"

The secretary sighed in relief when he saw her sign the contract.

"Forgive us for the offense last time, Miss Qin."

The secretary said nervously, "From now on, we are partners. President Wu thinks highly of you, Miss Qin. If you have any issues, you can contact me directly."

His cautious demeanor made Qin Zhao very curious about the reason behind it.

"Did Qin Yu come to you?"

"No, no one has approached us. We are sincere in wanting to cooperate with you!"

"..."

Qin Zhao was speechless. Was there really a need to be that scared?

Because of an incident at Dragon King Temple, the film crew had temporarily stopped shooting and was looking for a new location.

Qin Zhao was free for the moment, but she didn't really want to go home.

She had left this morning while Chu Yan was still at home, not knowing if he was still there now.

She didn't want to see Chu Yan.

At that moment, her phone rang.

"Qin Zhao, could you come over and help?"

Xie Han was on the phone. He briefly summarized, "A friend of mine has encountered a rather strange event. His family is very wealthy, and if you can resolve it, the compensation will be very substantial."

He emphasized "very" because this tycoon's family was indeed very wealthy.

A chance like this? Of course, Qin Zhao would go!

"Send me the address on WeChat, and I'll come to take a look."

"Okay."

Since she was free today, Qin Zhao took a taxi there.

The address was West Mountain No.1 Courtyard.

This was a well-known villa area in Imperial City, often referred to as a noble mansion district, with irreplaceable natural landscapes, historical royal gardens, and special planning restrictions that money couldn't necessarily buy.

Xie Han waited for her at the base of West Mountain, mulling over several thoughts.

This tycoon's identity was not ordinary; his family was an old and influential clan in Imperial City, not only politically influential but also with members spread across various industries.

In the entertainment industry, connections and resources were crucial, and if he could resolve this problem for this person, he was making a valuable connection for a meteoric rise.

Qin Zhao, capable of subduing a female ghost, could probably handle this matter as well.

A taxi pulled up, and Qin Zhao arrived.

As soon as she got out, Xie Han said to her, "In the last interview, you said you were single. So the earlier claim about you being married was just a trick to fool me, right?

Let's get back together. I was blinded before. That female ghost used tricks to bewitch me. I fell for it. I promise to reform completely, maintain distance from other women, and treat only you well!"