Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 178: Your Boyfriend Is So Handsome

Of course, Yu Xia didn’t admit that she was greedy. Are you kidding? She was relieved for a long time after sending Xie Qingci away.

"This is just standard procedure. It’s not like I haven’t seen him like this before."

Mei: "Then why were you in such a hurry to drink water?"

"The air conditioning is on, it’s easy to get dehydrated, my mouth is dry."

Mei nodded: "Yes, dry mouth, I understand."

Yu Xia: "..."

"Mei, there’s something really wrong with you. If I were dating him, you should be trying to stop it but then have to strictly control our emotional exchange. If it were He Ci, she would definitely persuade me that no man is any good, better to focus on my career."

Mei wiped her tears: "I don’t want to, but I sat there all night, thought for a long time, and the only thought in my mind was—"

"My idol’s friend and the artist I follow are dating; this kind of pair is once in a century and must be savored! What can I do? Who can refuse to sit in the nearest VIP seat and watch this ship sail?"

"..." She took a deep breath, "Alright, I don’t understand, but I respect it."

The two of them chatted for a while, then huddled together to continue watching. When Xie Qingci made their second appearance, Mei’s scream was as high-pitched as the fans on site.

"Xie Qingci! King of Gu! That waist twist! I’m going to faint!"

Yu Xia looked speechless: "I think you’ve really lost it. That’s my boyfriend."

"Yes, yes, your boyfriend is so handsome!"

... Of course!

After the excitement, Xie Qingci only returned to the film city hotel in the early morning.

He moved hurriedly, with clear exhaustion on his face, fully armed with a mask, hat, and jacket hood wrapped around him like a black bamboo pole. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

He went straight to Yu Xia’s room.

As soon as he entered, he clung to her, making her take two steps back to stand firm.

"What are you doing? Acting like you haven’t seen me for a year?" The old year had passed, and they only met an hour after the New Year.

Xie Qingci buried his head in her, kissing her on the side of her face: "Thank you, sister, for waiting for me."

Yu Xia didn’t expect him to see right away that she had deliberately waited, paused, then touched his face and pulled at his collar.

The red mole was still there.

Xie Qingci chuckled: "Did you watch the opening dance? Did you like it?"

"I liked it, my assistant praised you at my ear for half the night."

"Then you should learn from her and praise me, okay? I want to hear your praise." His voice dragged out long, as if he were being coquettish.

Yu Xia caressed his back, exhaling next to his ear: "Very impressive, voice sounds great, movements are clean and sharp, especially that waist, very enticing, the black microphone band on it is quite provocative."

Xie Qingci grabbed her hand at his lower back and picked her up.

Yu Xia asked him: "You’ve been busy day and night for two days, and you can still come?"

"Just barely able to last until the end, sister, open your mouth."

She made no sound after that.

The fact proved that Xie Qingci still had a lot of stamina, and the ’end’ he mentioned took a long time coming.

Yu Xia was as angry as a consumer deceived by false advertising.

The next day on set, she took the opportunity to actually torment him properly.

During rehearsal, she kindly reminded him: "Be ready, I won’t hold back."

Xie Qingci peeled roasted chestnuts, giving half to her, nodded with a smile and said, "I will, Yu Xia, don’t stand on ceremony."

When they were all ready, the clapboard came down—

"’Burning Spring,’ Scene 102, Take 1, Action!"

...

The censer burned calming incense worth thousands, but the person on the bed couldn’t sleep, staring at the embroidered pomegranate pattern on the canopy above.

Since the miscarriage, Song Zhuozhi had stayed gloomily inside her room for two days, not venturing out.

The maids sensed something was wrong with her, and for the past two days, even when coming in to help her with her toilette, they were careful not to make any noise.

Lunch was also brought to her room, where Song Zhuozhi expressionlessly picked at some vegetables before waving her hand to have it removed. The maid didn’t dare to persuade her much but saw the old nanny coming in through the curtain, saying the third madam had arrived.

"I won’t see her." She slowly picked up a handkerchief to wipe her mouth, not even raising her head.

"But... the third madam might cause a scene."

Her face grew a little less somber, yet her lips curved into a shallow smile. But at that moment, her smile was only chilling.

"Let her make a scene, if she goes too far, deal with her according to Marquis Mansion rules," she said to the old nanny with cold eyes but a warm expression, "After all, I’m the lady of the Marquis Mansion now, isn’t that right?"

The old nanny stifled the chill down her spine, hurriedly agreed, and quickly left.

During the midday break, she dismissed all the servants in the room, calling Lu Jiu over.

"Go, help the Sixth Lord, let him kill the third madam, it would also be an offering for that poor child."

Lu Jiu stood before her, despite lowering his head, his upright posture clearly spelling ’dignified and upright.’

He had already guessed her motives, unwilling to watch her do something she’d regret.

"Miss, you always said to build up blessings for the general, never calling for killings. The young master has just gone, take it easy."

"What are you saying?" She turned her head, her vacant eyes fixed on him, then understanding his meaning, she icily said, "Kneel down!"

Lu Jiu obeyed and knelt, next moment, the embroidery needle kit from the bedside hit his head, a needle pinned to a half-finished handkerchief adorned with peach blossoms cut a gash on his forehead.

His silence only further provoked Song Zhuozhi, who walked up and kicked him in the shoulder.

"I don’t like hearing people rebut me, nor do I need anyone questioning my decisions! What do you think you are? You’re just my dog, and dogs dare defy their owner’s orders?"

Lu Jiu’s tone was even: "Miss, you’re not clear-headed now, the Marquis Mansion’s physician said..."

"Slap!"

She slapped him again, turning his head aside, cutting off his unfinished words.

Yet he still didn’t react, continuing to lower his head, remaining silent.

Song Zhuozhi’s attitude suddenly changed, she weakly fell to the ground, from the place where Lu Jiu could see, two teardrops quickly fell.

Wet the dry floor.

Hesitatingly, he lifted his head, just as Song Zhuozhi suddenly crashed into his arms.

"You won’t listen to me either, will you? You’re my Shadow Guard, and you won’t put me first, right? Just like father, just like brother?"

Her eyes quickly turned red, tears flowed like pearls steadily down. A beauty’s crying resembled the weeping of a fragile willow or a lotus covered in morning dew, truly pitiful.

Lu Jiu moved his hand slightly to block her touch, his body stiffened entirely to maintain distance.

"Shadow Guards live only for their master."

"Then why do you rebuke me? Why don’t you obey me? You’re just like father and brother, always having other priorities before me! Even if I marry into the Marquis Mansion, what does it matter, still unloved, kept unimportant!"

The sobbing was choked, leaving no one able to harden their heart.

Lu Jiu no longer spoke what she didn’t want to hear, he only stated: "Shadow Guards always prioritize their master’s choice."