Free Web NovelChapter 395: Extra Chapter - The End
Two years later, life had settled into a rhythm Hua Jing once thought she would never experience.
Peace had not come suddenly. It had been built slowly, day by day, choice by choice — like carefully placing fragile glass pieces together until they finally formed something whole. After the storm of scandals, betrayals, and painful truths, she had wanted nothing more than quiet mornings, warm evenings, and the simple certainty of knowing that the future belonged to her.
She had originally planned to return to the entertainment industry immediately after the wedding.
Work had always been her refuge. Acting, performing, standing beneath stage lights — those were the places where she had once felt most alive. But just as she was preparing to throw herself back into that demanding world, life surprised her again.
She discovered she was pregnant.
The news had felt almost unreal at first.
For so long she had lived surrounded by danger and uncertainty that the idea of bringing new life into the world seemed both miraculous and terrifying. Yet the moment she told Fu Jingrong, the look on his face erased every doubt she had been holding.
He had not said much.
He had simply pulled her into his arms, resting his forehead against hers, his normally steady voice filled with unmistakable emotion.
From that moment, Hua Jing chose to slow down.
She wanted to create a soft life first — a gentle, safe space where their child could grow surrounded by love rather than shadows. The entertainment industry would still be there later. Fame, awards, public admiration... those things had once felt urgent, but now they no longer defined her priorities.
Months passed in quiet anticipation.
When their daughter was finally born, it felt almost magical. freewēbnoveℓ.com
The hospital room had been filled with soft morning light when Hua Jing first held the tiny bundle in her arms. The baby’s fingers curled instinctively around hers, and in that simple gesture Hua Jing felt something shift deep within her heart — a healing she had never known she needed.
They named her Fu Jingyue.
The name carried the shared "Jing" that symbolized both her parents, while "Yue" meant moon — gentle, luminous, and enduring even in darkness.
And she truly was a child blessed by the heavens.
She had inherited the best of both worlds.
From Fu Jingrong, she took sharp, delicate features and eyes that seemed already filled with quiet intelligence. From Hua Jing, she inherited soft beauty, expressive brows, and a smile so pure it could melt even the coldest mood in an instant.
Whenever Fu Jingrong held his daughter, the powerful man who commanded boardrooms and frightened rivals became utterly defenseless.
He would watch her for long stretches of time, as if trying to memorize every tiny movement.
For Hua Jing, motherhood reshaped her life completely.
She spent those early months learning how to balance exhaustion with joy, responsibility with wonder. There were sleepless nights and moments of uncertainty, but there was also laughter, warmth, and the profound satisfaction of knowing she was building a home she herself had never truly had as a child.
Only after she felt that their family life had stabilized did she begin thinking seriously about her comeback.
When she finally announced her return to the entertainment industry, the reaction was immediate and overwhelming.
Fans who had waited for years rejoiced as though a long-lost queen had returned to her throne. Social media flooded with celebratory messages, old clips of her performances resurfaced, and television programs dedicated entire segments to discussing what her comeback would mean for the industry.
She signed exclusively with Jing Entertainment.
The company itself had an emotional story behind its name. Originally known as Fu Hua Entertainment, it had been restructured and renamed at Hua Jing’s quiet suggestion. She had once mentioned, almost in passing, that both the Fu and Hua names carried painful memories for them.
So they chose the one thing they shared. freёwebnovel.com
"Jing."
It was simple, neutral, and deeply meaningful.
Many insiders joked that Fu Jingrong had practically created the company just so she could return comfortably under his protection. Whether that was true or not, one thing was certain — Jing Entertainment quickly became one of the most powerful agencies in the capital, largely because its leading artist was none other than Hua Jing herself.
Her comeback projects were received with phenomenal success.
The public seemed more captivated by her than ever before. The hardships she had endured only made her presence more compelling. On screen, she carried a depth of emotion that critics described as "transformational."
Her longstanding brand ambassadorship with Indigo Beauty also soared to new heights.
The company reported record-breaking sales after her return, and within weeks they offered her a renewed contract with significantly better terms. Advertisements featuring her face dominated billboards and digital platforms, her elegance and maturity resonating strongly with audiences.
Yet even as her professional life regained momentum, challenges remained.
After about a month back in the industry, Hua Jing began noticing a persistent problem.
Her newly assigned personal assistant was simply not capable.
Appointments were mishandled. Schedules overlapped. Important documents were misplaced. It was a frustrating inconvenience at a time when she needed absolute efficiency.
One afternoon, as she reviewed yet another chaotic itinerary in her office, a familiar voice knocked gently on the door.
"May I come in?"
Hua Jing looked up and smiled faintly.
It was Zhang Ruo.
Years ago, Zhang Ruo had served as her publicist during some of the most intense phases of her career. After Hua Jing’s accident, they had lost contact for a time, but fate had brought them together again when Zhang Ruo joined Jing Entertainment.
"I’ve found someone perfect for you," Zhang Ruo announced confidently, stepping inside.
Hua Jing raised an eyebrow with mild curiosity.
"Who is she?"
Zhang Ruo gestured toward the doorway.
A moment later, a young woman stepped in.
She was soft and delicate in appearance, almost doll-like. Her long hair framed a face that seemed permanently touched by innocence, and her wide eyes were astonishingly clear — the kind of eyes that made people instinctively lower their guard.
There was something almost childlike about her presence, yet not in a weak way. Rather, she carried an airy gentleness that felt refreshing after years of dealing with cunning and ambition.
When her gaze met Hua Jing’s, she smiled sheepishly.
Hua Jing felt herself freeze slightly.
Then the young woman bowed politely and spoke in a soft voice.
"Hello," she said.
"I am Xia Lin... and I am going to be your personal assistant."
