Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 196: Aunt, Your Tastes Are Cheap

The elevator they took goes straight to the parking lot. After the elevator doors closed, Yu Xia stared at the elevator wall, which vaguely reflected her figure, lost in thought.

Yu Yue tilted his head and glanced at her, asking suddenly in the quiet silence, "Auntie, are you thinking about Uncle Xi Heng?"

Absentmindedly, she nodded, "Yeah, I’m pondering why your Uncle Xi Heng and your dad all have the name Heng, making it confusing for me every time I call them."

When dating, calling him Heng feels like I’m addressing my brother like a sister-in-law. Occasionally calling him Heng, it seems like some unknown woman is calling my brother, then calling him Xi Heng feels like I’m still calling my brother.

I used to think about being with Xi Heng, maybe it’s because, deep down, I have some sort of brotherly affection?

Like maybe my brother and Xi Heng were actually the same person two hundred years ago. And I’m actually a reincarnated fairy, unable to love my brother, so a celestial force gave me an elder brother’s duplicate...

Then, because of this silly idea, Yu Heng scolded me harshly, leaving me like a quail.

Ah, it’s all from several years ago now. Time really waits for no one.

But Yu Yue didn’t grasp her train of thought, only picked up on three key points—she was thinking about Xi Heng.

"Wow," he sighed dramatically, "how long did that handsome brother last? You said you truly liked him, yet now you’re interested in Uncle Xi Heng. Auntie, your taste is cheap."

"..."

The elevator doors opened, and Yu Xia, with great effort, used her armpit to tuck Yu Yue, covered his mouth, and dragged him out ferociously.

"Do you even know how to write the word ’cheap’?! Liking three girls at the same time, it’s your love that’s cheap! I’m still doing fine with that handsome brother!"

Yu Yue could only mumble, unable to articulate, and once stuffed into the car and scrambling up, he didn’t have time to continue sharing his views before Yu Xia, seated in the driver’s seat, slammed the car door and interrupted him with an angry roar.

"When we get back, you’re writing ’cheap’ fifty times!"

Yu Yue stared in disbelief, his whole demeanor instantly deflated.

After getting home, he tossed aside his backpack, shouting for his mom.

"Mom! Auntie is trying to kill me!"

Yue Ling emerged from the room to first take the stuff Yu Xia was carrying.

"I told you not to bring things back, your hands are all red from carrying them."

Yu Xia shook her hand: "It’s a bit painful, blame my brother for not coming back with me, yet the one who did is just a useless scumbag."

Saying this, she gave Yu Yue a sideways glance.

Yu Yue found his Rubik’s cube and started turning it around, grumbling: "I’m not a scumbag, aunty you are, you were just thinking about Uncle Xi Heng!"

Yu Xia didn’t have time to stop it; sure enough, Yue Ling slightly widened her eyes and looked at her.

"You and Xi Heng... hmm?"

"Don’t misunderstand, sister-in-law, I just bumped into him outside my brother’s office. Yu Yue! Are you the only one with a mouth to spew nonsense?!"

Yue Ling covered her mouth, laughing: "It’s fine if I misunderstand, but Xie Qingci misunderstanding would be bad."

"... He wouldn’t know... No, I mean that the situation was normal, nothing to misunderstand."

No way, the more I explain, the more it feels like "finding a housekeeper and being forced to act like a dignified gentleman".

Yue Ling laughed enough, then smoothly asked about her and Xie Qingci.

"How are you two lately? How does it feel shooting in the same set?"

Yu Xia sat on the couch, peeling a sugar mandarin as she answered: "It’s alright."

The smile at the corner of her mouth was evident to Yue Ling, clearly indicating they’re getting along well; far different from filming alone before, having a boyfriend there must be quite different.

Yue Ling didn’t expose her, instead asked, "Is tonight’s performance by him? We can watch while having dinner."

She reluctantly agreed with an "Oh", carrying a strange shyness akin to an awkward bride meeting the in-laws.

Outside, the sky gradually darkened. The busy CEO managed to return home before five, entering the house with snow all over, expecting to see the gentle wife offering warm comforts. Instead, opening the door unleashed a battle of mischief between his unlucky sister and son.

"Yu Yue! I’m your aunt! Do you understand respecting elders?! That remaining sugar mandarin must be mine!"

"Respecting the elderly and cherishing the young, you’re so young not even considered elderly. I don’t need to respect you, but you should cherish the young! That sugar mandarin should be mine!"

"It’s mine! Your dad used to save everything for me! He bought the sugar mandarins for me!"

"It’s mine! Dad bought it specifically for me as a reward for scoring first in math!"

"With your biased subject proficiency, the fact your dad didn’t give you a stick is already good enough, yet gave you sugar mandarins. You’re dreaming even dreamier!"

Yu Heng’s head throbbed from the noise, standing at the doorway watching them holler like idiots over the last sugar mandarin on the coffee table, eyes filled with disdain, he bypassed them straight to the kitchen.

"Wife, was the last sugar mandarin left especially for me?"

Yue Ling: "..."

A whole family of fools.

At eight o’clock in the evening, steaming dishes were served. Yu Xia was permitted to accompany Yu Heng for two warmed beers, happily eating and watching the broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala on TV.

Xie Qingci’s performance is positioned towards the end, leaving it to later when Yu Yue was about to sleep in exhaustion before he finally appeared on stage.

He’s performing with a few senior figures, their group just has him getting the opportunity, the rest haven’t made it to this stage.

"There he is, singing." Yue Ling perked up, shaking Yu Yue awake.

"Watch, your aunt’s boyfriend is performing."

Yu Yue, drowsy and dizzy, asked: "Who?"

Yu Xia almost lost her patience and whipped him again.

She’d mentioned to Xie Qingci before about introducing him to her nephew, but this foolish kid is too dangerous, if he starts talking nonsense to Xie Qingci, she would suffer for it.

Better to revoke Yu Yue’s social rights.

She gave Yu Yue a look that said "experience for yourself," then earnestly watched the tall young man in the red suit on TV.

"It’s quite good."

Yu Heng, coolly interjecting: "Yes, and can serve as your event jukebox. Adding lustrous red, also quite festive."

Yu Xia: "..."

Yue Ling chided him: "You better stop talking."

"Why can’t I speak?" He glared at Yu Xia, "You’re already smitten, he hasn’t even started singing yet!"

"... Can’t I praise the song? Brother, eat some more." She quickly stuffed him with two pieces of ribs, hoping he stops his mockery at once.

Yu Heng raised his drink, took a sip, staying cool and not moving, only shot her a sweeping glance, saying: "Cold."

Her immediate response was to put them back: "Should I blow them warm for you? Or give me a red envelope, and I’ll finish them for you."

Yu Heng immediately took out a large red envelope and tossed it on her.

"If you were a business owner, even dogs would curse your heartlessness!"