Rental House
Xiao Li returned ho after spending the day outside.
When she turned on her computer to prepare data for Lan Yening,
she suddenly discovered a lot of videos pairing him with Li Jiaqi as a CP.
"Bastard! Bastard!"
"How could Xiao Ning possibly be with such trash? Li Jiaqi, do you think I don’t know your background?"
Seeing these videos, Xiao Li almost wanted to throw a bottle of acid at the other person’s face.
When she saw the endless stream of "Rainbow farts" flying on Weibo and Douban,
along with articles boasting about their CP, she nearly lost control again.
In her eyes, Xiao Ning was only hers—a pure-hearted boy.
"I love Brother so much, but because of my appearance, I can’t get his response."
"No, no, Xiao Li, Brother Xiao Ning isn’t soone who only looks at appearances."
"His true love is a girl’s inner heart. This ti, it’s just both parties stirring up drama."
Xiao Li kept comforting herself, but she couldn’t get past the hurdle in her heart.
Her chest felt painfully sour as she held her phone, kissing and crying over Lan Yening’s photos.
She hadn’t been able to follow Lan Yening for a while and knew what he was up to.
This alone made her feel terrible, and now the news she received was this.
After so thought, Xiao Li resisted the urge to call Su Xiaoya.
She knew Su Xiaoya had Lan Yening’s contact information, but she hadn’t told her.
Several tis, she had thought of stealing the number, but held herself back.
She didn’t dare to gamble that Su Xiaoya wouldn’t find out. She had a big plan that required Su Xiaoya’s help.
Xiao Li paced back and forth in the room several tis before deciding to stake out Lan Yening.
Since they were stirring up a CP, the two of them would inevitably appear in public venues.
At that ti, she could supervise them—whether their act was turning real.
Se Nation
Ye Yuwei and Lv Fangxin were out shopping.
The news of the forr encountering a crisis was leaked by the local dia.
The news caused a massive uproar in the area.
It even led to a politician specifically attacking the person in charge of city operations.
Several other countries picked up the story, and the number of visa applications for tourism suddenly plumted.
This forced the locals to appeal to the Huaxia ambassador, hoping Ye Yuwei would issue a clarifying statent.
The intended ssage was that she had not been abducted or attacked, but it was rely a routine security incident.
Ye Yuwei naturally declined this proposal.
Such actions would have endless consequences, equating to giving false testimony. Furthermore, once classified as a regular security issue,
the protection for them would be withdrawn. No matter how much these people promised, it couldn’t be trusted.
With no other choice, the locals requested Ye Yuwei to film a tourism video demonstrating.
This would indirectly prove the area’s safety, while also granting them tax reductions.
The hotel involved in the incident also agreed to cover all expenses for the production crew.
This instantly saved the crew millions in costs.
Penguin agreed to the request since the program was still being fild locally.
Plainclothes officers were also dispatched to provide protection.
The two walked through ancient streets, surrounded by architecture passed down since the Middle Ages, feeling the flow of ti and its weathering touch.
"Sister Yezi, let’s check out that jewelry shop over there!"
"Alright!"
They went to a prearranged jewelry shop.
The arrangent aid to show Huaxia viewers how safe the area was.
Only cities that were extrely secure would have such century-old tal shops.
To stage this performance, the owner had even removed so of the protective asures.
"Sister Yezi, I hear this jewelry shop specializes in antique pieces, with each carrying its own story."
"Yes! Moreover, the current generation of shop owners continues crafting original jewelry."
As they entered the shop,
a young man wearing a tailored suit with pale skin and a hint of bashfulness awaited them.
Before leaving, both of them bought a piece of Blue Jade. Of course, the local tourism departnt footed the bill.
The reason was simple: Ye and Lv were celebrities, helping promote the area.
Looking at the jade bracelets on their wrists, they were happy.
They hadn’t expected to land an endorsent opportunity abroad.
Later, they went to a local restaurant to dine and, at that ti, nurous dia personnel were already waiting outside.
This was a deliberate arrangent by the locals, though no interviews could be conducted.
Under the gaze of countless caras, the duo enjoyed a lavish dinner before being escorted back to the hotel.
"Sister Yezi, I really lucked out this ti because of you."
"I guess it’s a blessing in disguise!"
Lv Fangxin, looking ecstatic, linked arms with Ye Yuwei and sweetly leaned on her.
"Sister Yezi, how great would it be if we could live this carefree life forever."
"You! Don’t start blurring the lines between reality and fiction."
"What’s wrong with living a lifeti in fiction? Why bother waking up?"
"Haha, your fans say you’re the rare clear-headed girl in the world."
"I’m clear-headed, which is why I want to live in this dream forever."
Ye Yuwei fell into deep thought upon hearing Lv Fangxin’s words.
Indeed, for idols and actors like them, wasn’t it wonderful to have a lifeti of roles to play?
After getting off the car and returning to the hotel,
despite it being dayti, the corridors were still lit with soft, orange lights.
Ye Yuwei returned to her room, where Zhang Zijing was quietly reading on the bed.
At the mont, she looked just like a blooming cymbidium—elegant, beautiful, and noble.
"You’re back so soon? I thought the filming would last till tonight."
"The plan for tonight changed. We’re going to shoot a street-play video together."
"Why the sudden change?"
"Mr. Zhou spoke with the locals, agreeing that we can offer free promotion together."
Zhang Zijing thought for a mont and couldn’t help but laugh.
"Isn’t this just exporting to reimport?"
"Exactly. Although the fees are waived, we asked them to give us the title of Promotional Ambassador."
"That’s quite clever—while you and Fangxin make money, we earn fa afterward."
"Yes! But it’s not bad. It’ll give us material for our press releases again."
Ye Yuwei let her hair down and removed the sunglasses hanging at her collar.
"Yezi, want so tea?"
"Sure!"
"How was it? Did you have fun today? You look positively radiant."
"I was working."
Ye Yuwei took the tea, pretending not to understand what Zijing implied.
"Tomorrow, we’ll officially enter the desert. Let’s hope there are no more mishaps."
Zijing, sowhat worried, took a sip of her black tea. Today, her eyeliner was a bit heavy.
Half of Ye Yuwei’s hair basked in the sunlight streaming through the window as she focused her gaze on Zijing: "Nothing will go wrong. Everything should proceed smoothly."
Ye Yuwei suddenly noticed a faint brown tint in Zijing’s deep, night-like eyes.
"When I was a kid, my parents often took traveling," Zijing said with a smile, casually changing the topic.
"That’s wonderful. Getting out lets you see more sights."
"Six months before my debut, I traveled alone—I visited Jiuzhai."
"I’ve heard that place is poetically beautiful."
Zijing raised her gaze, carrying a trace of fatigue: "Ti passes frighteningly fast! It’s already been almost two years."
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