Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 428: Good Morning, Baby

Just two rooms apart, holding their phones and reading messages, they felt an inexplicable excitement.

Yu Xia remembered during her two years of living on campus in middle school, there was a girl in the dormitory who liked a boy in their class. She behaved just like any other normal classmate during the day in the classroom, but at night, she would excitedly chat nonstop on her phone, occasionally letting out bursts of laughter and sometimes even rolling around in her blanket.

When asked why she wasn’t more talkative with him during the day if she was so thrilled, the girl blushed and said, "It’s different."

It seemed like the quiet night increased the fermentation of feelings, even a random gust of wind was a reason for them to tentatively express their liking.

Now she was experiencing the same feeling.

Xie Qingci sent a crying cat emoji, and she laughed alone in the pitch-dark room, replying:

[Feeling so pitiful, huh—]

Xie Qingci: [I miss you so much]

Yu Xia: [I miss you too, let’s both sleep at our respective ends and slowly think of each other]

Yu Xia: [There’s a demon watching in the middle]

Xie Qingci: [How about compensation later? Can I be a bit unreasonable?]

Yu Xia: [I’m afraid not.]

Xie Qingci: [Come on, it’s New Year’s]

Xie Qingci: [Besides, I’ve already ordered the icebreaker tent]

Just thinking about it, it was obvious it wasn’t a proper tent. He was planning to act first and report later.

Yu Xia: [It’s okay, we aren’t short of money, I’ll buy another one]

Xie Qingci: [Kitten kneading dough.jpg]

This emoji was so cute that Yu Xia clicked on it repeatedly, unable to help but soften.

Yu Xia: [Alright, tell me exactly how you plan to be unreasonable—if it’s feasible, I might not be able to refuse]

Xie Qingci sent an introduction picture of the interior of the tent.

She silently looked through it and replied: [It’s getting late, close your eyes and sleep]

Xie Qingci: [Really not going to reconsider?]

Yu Xia: [Consider my foot, go to sleep!]

The stars were sparse, and the excitement of New Year’s Eve gradually faded after midnight.

On the first day of the New Year, Yu Xia groggily opened her door and bumped into Xie Qingci, who was passing by with a breakfast tray.

"Good morning," he greeted her and then, quickly leaning down as he passed, whispered a term of endearment in her ear, "baby."

Yu Xia instantly woke up.

Yu Yue walked by with a glass of milk, waving their paw: "Auntie Lazybones, you finally got up."

Yu Heng, who was listening to the morning news in the living room, glanced over with an undifferentiated attack, "You have the nerve to call your aunt lazy, it was your mom who dragged you out of bed three minutes ago."

Yu Yue buried their head in their cup pretending not to hear, sneakily making a funny face at Yu Xia, and strolled away.

Yu Xia made a funny face back and strolled into the kitchen.

Breakfast was brought back by Yu Heng from a baozi shop that had been around for years not far away, one that Yu Xia often went to for shumai and vermicelli buns during her school days.

Among the breakfast items brought back, there were two shumai designated specifically for the two ladies of the house. Yu Yue didn’t even have the chance to contest but received one osmanthus cake instead, and then shared half of the cake with Xie Qingci.

"Brother, you have it."

Xie Qingci, relaxed and at ease, said "thank you" and continued peeling the eggs for Yu Xia, even peeling one for Yu Yue in return.

Yue Ling was speaking softly to Yu Heng, their gazes locked only on each other like a long-married couple.

Yu Xia, while drinking porridge, gave a glance at Xie Qingci, her hand reaching down to hook his finger without changing her expression.

Xie Qingci, caught by surprise while chewing on the osmanthus cake, almost choked.

Suppressing the urge to cough from the itch in his throat, he quickly grasped her hand briefly before picking up the soy milk for a few sips.

Yu Xia intended to tease further, but Yu Heng suddenly asked her, "Do you have work after the holiday?"

She immediately switched her demeanor seamlessly, calmly taking a sip of milk, "Not at the moment."

"Then stay at home for a couple more days."

"Sure."

She agreed so readily that Yu Heng was somewhat skeptical.

"For a month?"

Yue Ling tapped his hand lightly, giving him a reproachful look, "What are you talking about, letting her stay as long as she wants, won’t she have dates?"

"You’re going to be dating?" Yu Heng put on a typical domineering face.

Yu Xia remained calm, finishing her shumai and wiping her hands, responding, "Yes, but it will be early next month, still ten days away."

"Is there a specific date for going out? Is that day special?" Yue Ling asked.

She nodded, "They have an icebreaking festival, I hear it’s fun, so I’m considering it a spring outing."

Yue Ling said, "Then you should go, you don’t get much time to vacation given your filming schedule, if it’s fun, spend a couple more days."

Yu Heng beside them let out a nasal sound.

Yue Ling ignored him and continued speaking with Yu Xia, "But won’t paparazzi be following and taking pictures? Going out like this—will it be an issue?"

The ruckus a half month ago was known to them, something so ordinary turned into a scandal with just one leak to a gossip account, resulting in nonsensical verbal abuse.

Yue Ling was a bit worried, "Now that you’re public, you’re under scrutiny, everything you do is watched, don’t end up having an uneventful trip."

In the entertainment industry, black fans, sasaeng fans, and paparazzi tailgating, hacking flight information, or installing surveillance for celebrities are jaw-dropping tales, heard more than once.

Speaking of this, Yu Heng joined the conversation, mentioning Rong Tan’s incident from half a month ago.

"In your entertainment industry, just a random unrelated screenshot can lead to arguments for days, does that actress have a relationship with Xi Heng? Or just trying to drag Xi Heng down with you?"

Nowadays, mentioning Xi Heng, Xie Qingci could ignore it, leisurely continuing his breakfast.

Yu Xia: "They’re somewhat connected, she was an assistant at Lin Yu years ago but got dismissed later. But last time, she seemed to be purely stepping on me to climb up."

"Then step back," Yu Heng said without thinking, "Is she very famous?"

"No, a newcomer, right? Some boss is backing her."

Yu Heng scoffed, "So she got carried away thinking she could pull anyone down with her? Lin Yu made some waves entering the industry, Xi Heng was suppressing the noise, and now dragged out again, the PR department surely wouldn’t stand idly by. Is the boss backing her bigger than Lin Yu’s CEO? Nonsense."

Exactly, getting carried away, thinking celebrities were inherently superior, former bosses were just some wealthier common folks, making it easy to find excuses, using Xi Heng’s frontal photo as proof.

At the time, she didn’t respond in detail, figuring Rong Tan probably didn’t have much road ahead, speculation was that capital was backing her for two probable reasons—either she makes money or she’s good at entertaining people.

But against Xi Heng, could that coal boss continue playing the role of a money-spending guardian angel?

Yu Xia handed some delicious nutty snacks to Xie Qingci, touching his hand under the table, casually responding, "Who knows. I apologized to Heng, then it will be up to Lin Yu how to handle it, but they won’t allow her to jump very high, the entertainment people have a keen sense for adaptability."

Xie Qingci was like a delicate lady being taken advantage of by a lustful elder, silent and unresisting, quietly eating what she fed him.

The more she looked, the more satisfied she became, who cared about discussing Rong Tan anymore.