Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 217: The Gorgeous Concubine and the Softhearted, Confused Lord
Yu Xia opened the door wide to welcome the two of them.
As soon as He Ci entered, he spotted Xie Qingci washing dishes in the kitchen and snorted coldly.
"I knew it."
Judging by Xie Qingci’s earlier behavior in the crew, he clearly couldn’t contain his joy after landing a goddess and absolutely would come early to fawn over her. Right on the mark!
Moreover, with Yu Xia appearing indifferent but actually quite fond of him, it’s no wonder the two of them would be sparked by definite chemistry.
He truly called it!
"Did Xie Qingci have his meal here? Once the relationship is established, running here too often won’t do; it’ll easily get caught on camera."
Once more acting like a sharp-tongued, harsh mother-in-law.
Yu Xia took the variety show’s contract, carefully reviewed it, and said without raising her head: "It’s fine, he also lives in this neighborhood. Didn’t Mr. Yang tell you yesterday?"
"..." So that’s it! Premeditated! Deeply scheming!
But it’s He Ci who failed to resist the charms! Most regrettably, Yu Xia didn’t hold herself back!
He couldn’t help but glared at Yu Xia, leaving her puzzling.
"What’s wrong?"
"Nothing! Just focus on your contract!"
At this point, the meal must be cooked thoroughly, probably turned into porridge by now. What else could he do?
Perhaps he’d go buy a Xie Qingci pillow and give it a good beating, just like he once did with instant noodles, crumpling Yu Zhi’s face on the packet.
Speaking of Yu Zhi, it reminded him of something.
"The previous film ’Different Paths’ is edited, awaiting approval before airing. The crew wants you, Yu Zhi, and Xu Jiani to do an interview together. Originally, I thought to arrange you and Yu Zhi walking together on the upcoming film award red carpet like before."
Yu Xia nodded absentmindedly as someone stood blocking the light beside her. She looked up to meet Xie Qingci’s calm expression.
"The interview is unavoidable," she turned to He Ci, "let’s skip walking the red carpet together."
He Ci snorted, glancing at Xie Qingci: "Now you’re only thinking of him, I didn’t originally plan for you both to walk together."
Forming a bond with a beauty naturally feels refreshing for a while, wasn’t it the same when you were with Yu Zhi as well?
But there is a difference with Yu Zhi; Xie Qingci is not that easy to shake off.
Just like the story of the delicate, dancing lily concubine and the kind-hearted, oblivious master, he can understand.
Yu Xia touched her nose and looked back at the contract, discovering there was also an insurance policy.
She pulled out those few pages, surprised: "Is this variety show so dangerous that it requires insurance?"
"It’s normal, for anything involving outdoor shoots. Besides, you don’t know if it’s dangerous, why not ask him? He knows more about Changhui’s situation."
He Ci signaled to her with his chin.
Xie Qingci put his hand on her shoulder: "It’s fine, I signed it yesterday too."
Yu Xia clicked her tongue but still carefully read through it before signing.
After signing, she and He Ci discussed tomorrow’s shooting script, negotiating with the brand on any unreasonable or unacceptable aspects.
After finishing those two tasks, He Ci and Mei prepared to leave.
Yu Xia escorted them to the door where He Ci reminded her: "Make sure you’re downstairs on time for tomorrow’s shoot, I’ll be waiting in the car."
"... I will, don’t worry."
Sending them off, she met eyes with Xie Qingci on the sofa.
"You..."
"I can still stay with you for another hour."
She walked over and stood in front of him, tilting her head: "Busy with what?"
"Tomorrow there’s a team stage, I have to fly out early in the morning, everyone will meet to rehearse tonight."
Xie Qingci pulled her into his embrace, whispering near her ear: "After the performance, I’ll be flying abroad for a snow ad for a foreign brand, then discussing a sports car promotion ambassador role, team magazine, and joining the show Wei Yaoyao participates in as a guest."
In this short span of ten days, there’s no idle time, even busier than her.
She reciprocated by sharing her schedule: "I also have several shoots and interviews. What time is your flight?"
"Five in the morning," he maintained the position of them hugging neck-to-neck, "I’ll make up for sleep on the plane after practicing overnight."
Yu Xia furrowed her brows: "The schedule is tight, can your body handle it?"
Previously, didn’t you catch a cold cause of exhaustion, with fever for half a month?
Xie Qingci didn’t delve into that topic, instead saying: "I can’t bear to be without you."
He softly brought up their prior arrangement: "Ice-breaking festival, remember? I thought you didn’t want me anymore, so Mr. Yang scheduled lots of work, so we couldn’t go."
She knew how much he anticipated that trip, yet doubted whether he was feigning misery.
"Go on, what do you want?"
Xie Qingci: "Video calls, phone calls, messages, initiated by you, alright?"
It’s about initiating video calls, phone calls, messages; don’t overthink it, she mentally cautioned herself from wild thoughts.
"Sure, just be mindful of where you answer."
She agreed straightforwardly, and Xie Qingci pushed further for another request: "Could you send me a photo every day, would that be okay?"
"... Dream on!"
Xie Qingci lowered his gaze in disappointment.
"I just want to see you, but now it’s not public, can’t openly keep your photos on my phone."
"Stop playing the sympathy card!"
He softly asked again: "Then how about a kiss, right now, as compensation?"
Having just rejected a request, it didn’t seem good to turn down a second, especially since she quite enjoyed kissing... cough cough.
So she agreed, raised her head, hooked his chin, gestured to her lips imperiously, and said: "Kiss."
Xie Qingci showered her with two hundred percent enthusiasm and affection, kissing her into a daze, leaving her unaware of what she promised.
A whole hour, he truly exploited the given time completely, from sunlit entanglement to dusk’s arrival.
He released her only when she was near gasping for air, nibbling her lower lip, holding her close to quell the fire inside him.
Such incidents of passions running out of control happen easily, but time was insufficient, leaving both in silent embrace until Xie Qingci’s phone rang.
He leaned by her ear to say: "Next year, next year for the ice-breaking festival, we’ll go back openly."
She was almost struggling to speak, blinking as a sign she heard.
Then she weakly pushed him: "Time to go, don’t keep others waiting."
"Mm."
Once she sent him off, Yu Xia went to the kitchen to drink some water.
Her lips were burning, even more serious than yesterday, painfully sensitive to the touch of the cup.
No choice but to soothe with ice, checking the refrigerator’s stock along the way.
Vegetables, meat, frozen dumplings, tang-yuan, wontons, even a jar of fermented rice and a box of honey, filling it to the brim.
So Xie Qingci wasn’t just acting pitiful; he’s quite skilled at daily life chores, a good little brother.
For dinner, she warmed some chicken soup in the casserole, savoring a bowl cheerfully.
Just then Yue Ling called, transitioning it into a video call, elegantly sipping soup, sweetly calling across: "Sister-in-law~"
