Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 173: Overbearing Film Emperor Buys You a House if He Loves You
Well, he doesn’t look like the kind of person who would wear long johns anyway.
She coughed, and then the usual nervousness followed.
There are so many cameras around, and their agents are right behind them! The seats between the two of them aren’t even that close, so what if someone sees him moving his leg over?
Beneath her fluffy skirt, she stepped on his leather shoe with her other foot, lightly kicking it to signal him to move away quickly.
But Xie Qingci was talking to Ning Yunchao beside him, completely ignoring her small gesture.
Yu Xia stepped on him again, this time he reacted, turned his head to ask his assistant for a jacket, and draped it over himself.
Two loose jackets bumped together, hiding the shenanigans beneath the table completely.
Then the leg that moved under her skirt became even more audacious, directly stepping between her feet, with the leather shoe hooking her left foot, making her shift outwards a bit.
This is really... too bold.
Yu Xia held her breath, thinking that he definitely needs to be taught a lesson later.
The night event continued, and there was a performance in the middle by Xie Qingci’s team, which they prepared for about ten minutes in advance. The assertive leg finally left, and she breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, her leg area felt cold again, a bit unaccustomed.
She squirmed a bit in her seat, He Ci looked down at her: "What are you doing?"
"...Nothing, just changing my sitting position."
He Ci ignored her, and out of boredom, she took out her phone to have a look.
Playing on the phone in this kind of setting also requires some skill. You can’t keep staring at your phone, or it would seem disrespectful to the guests on stage. You have to occasionally take a glance, as if you’re checking important messages, and no one can really say anything because the people around you are all doing the same.
She directly searched for topics related to this night event, and unsurprisingly, saw her own name.
This set of mechanical princess haute couture was the most stunning presence on the red carpet, with many fashion bloggers writing reviews, all of which were compliments. The photo of her with Xie Qingci and the others occupied more than half of the topic’s spotlight, and a slide up and down was filled with her face.
[Sci-fi Mechanical Princess! Wuwuwu Sister, you’re so beautiful!]
[The vibe of a rich and powerful sister leading a group of younger brothers to steal the show, with the younger brothers just as background]
[Yu Xia gives off a very queenly aura, as if having Xie Qingci and Song Xi hugging her from both sides is normal]
[Yu Xia: Just pulling the skirt train for the big missy]
[Ahhh, my cataracts can even sense a hint of spiciness from this picture, this haute couture is too beautiful]
[Our earthly red rose truly fits the metal style, with the metal snake slithering into the dress, wuwuwu too fragrant, begging for someone to draw a fragrant portrait]
[Brother Qingci is so gentlemanly, the first to bend down to lift the skirt train, who wouldn’t love such a gentlemanly and likable handsome brother?]
[Totally falling for Yu Xia, the moment she got out of the car, she really felt like a missy coming to the Vanity Fair to check on her family’s property, stepping into the lights and hues with a dark gold high heel]
[I declare Yu Xia’s mechanical princess haute couture as the number one of this red carpet!]
All compliments, Yu Xia felt lightheaded reading them, even after turning off her phone, she was still savoring the netizens’ creative praises.
Just then, someone suddenly called her.
"Are you Yu Xia? Your haute couture is so beautiful."
Yu Xia tucked her hair behind her ear, turning to look at the speaker.
It’s Cheng Zhirang’s wife.
She met those bright eyes and instinctively smiled, nodding: "I’m Yu Xia."
"You’re really beautiful."
"...Thank you, you’re very pretty too." Ah, Cheng Yiding’s wife is so straightforward, complimenting with such emotion, she’s blushing.
Those bright eyes didn’t linger long in front of her, someone else gently called her from the other side.
"Qiuqiu? Do you like that outfit?"
"I do."
"Buy it?"
"No, only wear it once, might as well buy a house."
"Then buy a house."
Yu Xia: "..."
What kind of ’Overbearing Movie Emperor Loves Me So He Buys Me a House’ spectacular plot is this, such a practical movie emperor, their property deeds must be carried in woven bags already?
Seems like she still has too little experience.
She turned back with a complicated expression, dazedly watching the performance on stage for a while, and ten minutes later she started searching Hai City’s current housing prices.
The host on stage called the performer’s names, and she lifted her head from the full screen of "If you love her, buy her such a luxurious mansion" ads.
Xie Qingci stood back to the stage’s center, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, turning with a small waist twist, the unbuttoned suit jacket swayed along, the necklace around his neck shook, hitting his collarbone.
She could even see that small patch of skin quickly turn red from the impact.
Behind him, Song Xi had strong professional skills. As his glasses slid down while dancing, he naturally raised a hand to push them up, letting it rest on Xie Qingci’s shoulder, with fingers dangling lightly, brushing like it was part of the dance to dust him off.
Yu Xia’s gaze moved from that hand to Xie Qingci’s collarbone.
His skin turns red easily, if her hand grabbed his neck, he’d lean back exhilarated, leaving a brief light mark on his neck.
He seemed like a love-thirsty teenager needing constant affection, smart yet fragile.
She couldn’t help but think, this mansion isn’t bad, barely worthy of Xie Qingci, buying it to keep him hidden away might not be a bad idea.
So when Xie Qingci came back after performing, he saw her staring at a villa floor plan on her phone, frowning and seriously contemplating something.
"Sister Yu Xia, what are you looking at?"
"Looking at houses."
Xie Qingci: "?"
Could it be that her first five-year small goal has become buying him several houses?
Yu Xia didn’t say much, reminded by He Ci, she put away her phone, sitting obediently waiting for the evening event to end.
As the saying goes, this is the Vanity Fair for a reason, the place is filled with luxurious cars, beauties, and grand clothing, wearing haute couture worth millions, donating hundreds of thousands to charity, leaving a good reputation and good photos, ending with a cool departure.
Like Xie Qingci and their group of nine, who haven’t earned much yet, they’re already set to donate hundreds of thousands, hard to say if this trip was a loss.
The night event ended at eleven, with the stars bidding farewell at the inner exit and leaving one by one, crowding the exit that outside fans almost couldn’t distinguish who was their idol.
Yu Xia wanted to wait a bit and stood warmly inside, chatting with artists passing by.
Xie Qingci seemed to have other arrangements and was taken away by his agent afterward. Their team left in a scattered manner, not together.
So when Song Xi walked up to her, she wasn’t surprised.
"Sister Yu Xia."
The silver chain dangling from his glasses was a bit dazzling, she squinted to see his expression clearly.
Elegant, gentle, but the gaze behind the glasses carried an aggressiveness, a big change from before his debut.
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ps:
Nine: Can I ask why you want to buy a house?
Xiaxia: To keep a lover in a golden chamber.
Brothers: (together) A golden chamber... wait, who is the lover?
