Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 195: Xi Heng

Yu Xia turned back and locked eyes with a team of seven or eight people.

"What?"

Xie Qingci, looking relaxed, stood in the corridor, focusing intently on her and said, "I have a performance for the Spring Festival Gala; the rehearsals are exhausting. Could I get some encouragement from you?"

His manager, Mr. Yang, hesitated before speaking, while the others stared at Yu Xia in surprise.

She quietly looked at him for a moment, noticing he had lost a bit of weight, furrowing her brows, and said, "Keep going, you’ll definitely do well. But also take care of your health."

Xie Qingci smiled.

Although his mask concealed the curve of his mouth, the happiness was evident from his eyes above the mask.

"Thank you, Yu Xia jie."

Mr. Yang sighed and reminded him that it was time to leave.

Only then did Xie Qingci turn around and stride away.

Yu Xia shook her head and sent him a rare heartfelt message while on her way to the set.

[Get some rest, eat something good, I miss you a lot.]

He was busy with his schedule and didn’t reply.

Yu Xia sighed deeply and continued striding towards the set.

Time quickly reached the end of the lunar month.

The last major rehearsal was already underway, and Xie Qingci hadn’t been on set for three or four days.

The director didn’t require filming during the Spring Festival, giving the entire crew a two-day leave to happily return home for the New Year.

Yu Xia had spent a few New Years on set, getting scolded by her brother each time. This time, she was thrilled with the two-day break and immediately dashed home, calling Yu Heng on the way.

"Bro, I have a break!"

Yu Heng was probably still working overtime at the company, his tone calm: "You having a break doesn’t mean I have one. Don’t expect to get the joy of comparison from me."

"... I mean, I want to come back for a meal."

"Just come back for a meal, no need to inform anyone; it’s your home too. Oh, and just come to the office to pick up Yu Yue. I have a meeting in an hour."

Yu Xia pouted: "You’re not excited at all. Maybe you’d be more excited if I was still spending New Years on set."

Yu Heng: "Yeah, I’d be excited enough to scold you to death."

"... Alright, Mr. Bossy, you go ahead and work. I’ll be there in an hour."

On the way back, red lanterns, Chinese knots, and New Year paintings hung along the road. On a more remote section, some households even had hanging sausages and cured meats, with the festive scent seemingly wafting through the air.

Eager to get home, Yu Xia drove all the way to her brother’s company, twirling the keys with her fingers as she took the CEO’s elevator up to the twentieth floor.

Poor little Yu Yue was doing his homework in his dad’s CEO office, his brows furrowed tightly like two strands of rope.

She quietly approached to take a look from behind.

He was writing an essay, titled "The Person I Love Most."

She read the first two lines and found herself as the main character, affectionately referred to as "my beautiful and dear aunt."

Yu Xia smiled with satisfaction but halfway through, she noticed that in the following two lines he wrote—

"Auntie is just as unfortunate as I am, often getting scolded by Dad. She probably doesn’t like older men, so she found a boyfriend just a bit older than me and just as handsome."

"... Yu Yue, are you a pig? Is this how you write an essay?!"

She reached out with her right hand and pinched his ear, yelling at him.

Yu Yue, caught off guard by her sneak attack, shivered and was dragged out.

"Auntie! Auntie, you’re back? Auntie, let me go, it hurts!"

"I’ll give you a garlic pork rib! Is this how you write an essay? Rewrite it!"

Yu Yue, looking morose, threw down the pen.

"No! I’ve rewritten this essay twice already! Dad said this version is pretty good."

According to his dad, at least there were no spelling errors.

Yu Xia felt like grabbing the pen to write it for him, organizing her thoughts to scold this foolish child.

She scolded him so much in the office that Yu Yue was near tears before she regained the composure a female celebrity should have, gracefully taking in the view of her brother’s CEO office.

Neat, clean, and efficient, the only unrelated item was the family photo on the desk.

In the photo, she and her sister-in-law, Yue Ling, stood on either side of her brother, smiling. Back then, two- or three-year-old Yu Yue blinked his pretty eyes while munching on an apple.

Oh, no, besides the photo, there was also Yu Yue’s silly homework notebook.

Seeing that "Winter Vacation Life—Chinese" workbook gave her a headache, and she stuffed it straight into his backpack, asking him:

"Where’s your dad?"

Yu Yue, feeling aggrieved, said: "Having a meeting."

"How long till it ends?"

"I don’t know." He packed up his homework and somehow managed to take out a phone, lowering his head to take a selfie.

Yu Xia paused at the click sound: "What are you doing?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Yu Yue: "Capturing my melancholy handsome look."

Yu Xia: "..."

She slapped him on the back: "No need to wait for your dad, let’s go quickly. Your behavior is already about to affect your dad’s company’s profits."

Yu Yue was very upset and defended himself angrily: "Auntie, don’t always think I’m dumb! I got first in the class in math!"

"And how about Chinese?"

"Chinese... Chinese was a bit off that day..." he stammered, unable to articulate clearly.

Yu Xia crossed her arms and said: "Let’s ask this another way. Could you explain why you’ve been on winter vacation for so long, and today, on New Year’s Eve, you’re still bringing your Chinese homework to your dad’s company to be watched while writing?"

Yu Yue: "... Waaaah."

There must be many sad stories behind this situation; otherwise, why would a handsome CEO be ordered to bring his son to the company to do homework?

Yu Xia didn’t have the heart to inquire further. As they left, she sympathetically helped carry his backpack.

Yu Yue walked ahead dejectedly, just in time to bump into Yu Heng returning from his meeting.

Yu Heng’s expression didn’t change, and like spinning a basketball, he placed his hand on Yu Yue’s head, turning it to face him.

"Stand still, greet properly."

Yu Yue obediently looked up and greeted the person next to him: "Uncle Xi Heng."

Yu Xia paused, closed the door, and walked out.

"Bro, meeting’s over? I’ll take Yu Yue back first."

Yu Heng nodded. The man standing next to him focused his gaze on her, the office lighting refracting off his glasses, creating a dazzling flash as he turned his head.

In a black suit, looking poised and restrained, a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist was half-hidden under his shirt cuff, his black leather shoes spotless, showcasing elegance everywhere.

He spoke in a deep, pleasant voice, drawing the attention of everyone behind him.

"Yu Xia. So, are you going home for the New Year this time?"

Yu Xia flashed an impeccable smile, saying, "Yes, isn’t it because I got scolded back by my brother? Are you still this busy even during the big New Year?"

Xi Heng didn’t waste a word, only answering the question asked: "A collaborative project had an issue."

She nodded, not planning to ask further. Upon seeing her brother’s slightly squinting eyes, she quickly pulled Yu Yue to her side.

"You guys continue, we’ll head off first."

Yu Heng nudged Yu Yue’s butt, motioning with his chin: "How old are you, still letting your aunt carry your backpack? Carry it yourself."

Yu Yue yelped and ran off with the backpack, Yu Xia widened her eyes, pretending to chase after him.

"Slow down!"