His Genius Wife Is A Superstar

Chapter 1545  Crucifying Headlines

The Youngs tried to suppress Jasper Leung and make the poor guy's life miserable by blacklisting him from Singapore's corporate industry. Fortunately, Ketchup found him and scammed—ahem, ahem—hired him to represent her as the head of her very own company, WhiteTigress International Virtual Assistants. Now, his life had become better compared to when he worked at the corrupt Jin Corporation's Singapore branch.

Iris would never forget Jasper Leung because she admired the man's integrity. His idol was her husband, Jin Liwei, so he couldn't stomach watching the Youngs and their minions use Jin Corporation for their corrupt practices.

To reward Jasper Leung's loyalty to their family, Iris and Jin Liwei appointed him as their unofficial representative in Singapore. He was doing an excellent job so far. The husband and wife could also rest assured with him because Ketchup was always there watching the man.

Iris and Jin Liwei continued checking the rest of the congratulatory gifts.

Jiong Jun (a.k.a. JJ), Iris' music producer and friend.

Qiao Yu, Iris' long-time financial manager.

Second Brother Wang Yingjie and Fourth Brother Yu Mo.

There were so many more gifts sent by other people. Iris recognized some but not all of them.

This made her realize that she now knew so many people, something that was a luxury to her in her past life as a sheltered daughter of the Vetrovs.

There were even congratulatory gifts sent by her staff at her Gold Heights condo even though she hadn't lived there for a long time since she started cohabiting with Jin Liwei. Their household and security staff at Dragon Palace Home #10 also sent flower baskets to Liberté.

Iris couldn't help but say, "I'm so happy."

Jin Liwei pulled her closer to him in a half-hug. "Most of these people sent these congratulatory gifts to Liberté because of you."

She smiled.

After saying a final goodbye to everyone, the husband and wife finally left together with Dom and their team of bodyguards.

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Liberté's launch was a huge success.

The local French media, the Chinese media back home, and the international media all wrote mostly favourable articles about Liberté.

When it came to Jin Chonglin's unexpected proposal to Chen Fei, however, many didn't mince their words.

Footage of Chen Fei's scathing answers to the reporters' questions at Liberté's public grand opening was constantly played by news programs all over the world. There were even discussions about her among so-called "experts" in the news programs.

Some supported her in protecting her relationship with Jin Chonglin from the media's unfair aggression. Many, however, criticized her. There were a lot of headlines that basically wanted to crucify her.

"Superstar Jin Chonglin's Fiancée, a Woman of No Class"

"Chen Fei, Superstar Jin Chonglin's Fiancée, Unfit as Orchidia's COO"

"Jin Chonglin's Future Wife Doesn't Know How to Deal with Future Husband's Superstardom" "Why Superstar Jin Chonglin's Relationship with Chinese COO Won't Last"

"Chen Fei Too Ugly For Jin Chonglin" n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The next day at their Parisian home, Dom reported the offensive headlines to Iris. She frowned, fury filling her up. She was about to go find Chen Fei when Chen Fei arrived to join them.

"Oh, so you saw them?" Chen Fei asked nonchalantly as she sat down and poured herself a cup of black tea.

"I'm sorry," Iris said. "I shouldn't have used Brother Chonglin's proposal to you to publicize Liberté."

Chen Fei shrugged. "It's not your fault. It's Chonglin who proposed out of nowhere without informing you or Clover. He's the one who used Liberté's launch party to make a high-profile proposal to me in front of so many VIP guests. Whether we like it or not, he already associated Liberté with his proposal to me."

Iris sighed and pointed at the ugly headlines shown on her tablet. "You want me to help you suppress these?"

"No, it's fine."

Dom couldn't take it anymore. "What do you mean it's fine? No, it's not fine, Sis Fei! This is cyberbullying!"

"Let them say whatever they want," Chen Fei said while waving a dismissive hand. "I already gave the media a piece of my mind. People will always have their own opinions anyway whether I explain myself or not. This is who I am. Jin Chonglin accepts and loves me, so who are these people to criticize me and our relationship?"

Iris smiled, nodding in approval.

"Yes, Sis Fei!" Dom raised a hand and asked Chen Fei for a high-five.

Chen Fei rolled her eyes but still raised her hand for a high-five. Then she told Iris, "Don't worry about the headlines. I'm not a celebrity like you or Chonglin. I don't care about what they say about me. They don't know the real me anyway. If push comes to shove, I'll just sue all of them for cyberbullying, character assassination, or whatever crimes my lawyer can pin on them."

"Alright, I understand." Iris nodded.

Although she said this, Iris still planned to help out Chen Fei. She was her friend after all. At the same time, she planned to remind Jin Chonglin to be more mindful next time.

Unbeknown to her, Jin Liwei already went ahead and scolded his younger brother. At the same time that the three friends were chatting, Jin Liwei found Jin Chonglin and dragged his brother to the residence's study.

Then he showed him the headlines crucifying Chen Fei.

"Look at what you did."

Jin Chonglin read all the headlines, his expression getting uglier by the second. "How dare these people?!"

Jin Liwei crossed his arms over his chest. Jin Chonglin quailed under his older brother's glare.

"This is what you get for being impulsive," Jin Liwei said. "There are so many more appropriate and private places where you can propose to Chen Fei, but instead you chose Liberté's launch party. You didn't even make the effort to sit down and plan ahead, to make your proposal special. Even the ring that you chose is off-the-rack, not custom-made. I bet you chose it based on its price tag."

Jin Chognlin shrank even more in his seat. It felt like his elder brother's words were like arrows shooting directly at his guilty heart.