"This male celebrity is indeed quite handsome."
Xu Yichen placed the porridge he had bought on the table and noticed her phone screen when he came over to help her.
Suddenly, a feeling of jealousy welled up from the bottom of my heart.
"No one is as handsome as you." Noticing her boyfriend's slight mood, Song Yifei smiled and tiptoed to kiss him on the cheek.
Fearing he wouldn't believe her, Song Yifei continued, "Before I met you, I was actually quite depressed for a while, unable to see any direction. Then Tu Hengchuan said something that rekindled my hope."
"So you just silently supported him after that?"
Song Yifei nodded. She supported Tu Hengchuan not because of his appearance, but because at a certain stage, he became the light that illuminated her path.
Her feelings for him were purely one of admiration, nothing more.
"My dad seems to have invested some money in the TV series he starred in. If you'd like, I can let you meet him."
Xu Yichen patted her head, and after hearing her explanation, the unpleasantness in his heart quickly disappeared.
Song Yifei shook her head: "I don't necessarily want him to know I exist, because he's already dazzling just standing there. I can just observe from afar."
After all, I am just one of his many fans, and disrupting this balance would only cause him trouble.
...
"Hengchuan, get ready. There's a press conference at 8:30 tonight that requires you to appear. I've sent you the script; familiarize yourself with it beforehand."
As expected of a decisive and efficient agent in the industry, Sister Yu managed to come up with a solution with the company in less than two hours.
Tu Hengchuan was looking at the script when he heard Sister Yu's phone ring. He hadn't even finished reading the first page when he heard it.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"What?"
After listening to what was said on the other end of the phone, Sister Yu gave Tu Hengchuan a strange look.
"Okay, okay, that's all for now."
After hanging up the phone, she looked at him with dissatisfaction: "What's wrong with you two young lovers? You should have come out and explained earlier. You made everyone work for nothing."
What did you say?
Tu Hengchuan looked completely bewildered.
"Open Weibo and see for yourself!"
Sister Yu didn't want to talk to him anymore, since he wouldn't want to hear it anyway.
After working hard for most of the day, I only felt unlucky. It turned out that she was just a part of their play.
As soon as Tu Hengchuan opened Weibo, he saw at the top that someone he followed had just posted a Weibo ten minutes ago.
【Even if the King of Heaven comes, I'm still your father】: I woke up to find myself trending on Weibo. Please stop criticizing Brother Chuan. My boyfriend and I finally managed to meet up and were secretly photographed. It would break my heart to see anyone criticizing him, okay?
The attached photo shows the same outfit as in the paparazzi photos, only without showing the face.
After the person in question spoke out, the doubts were quickly drowned out, and everyone realized they had made a huge blunder. They immediately went to the paparazzi's comment section to curse his ancestors.
After reading this Weibo post, Tu Hengchuan, who had remained unmoved after being criticized all day, felt a surge of anger welling up inside him with nowhere to vent.
That woman has been making a fool of him!
When Tu Hengchuan made the video call, Su Ping was lying in bed replying to netizens wishing her a long life (99 years) in the comments section.
Between interacting with lovely netizens and facing Tu Hengchuan's grumpy face, she decisively chose the former.
Seeing that she rejected his call request, Tu Hengchuan laughed in exasperation.
Tu Hengchuan: "Answer the phone."
Tu Hengchuan: "Didn't you want to see abs?"
Upon seeing this message, Su Ping quickly left a comment for the netizen saying that her sow was about to give birth before logging off Weibo.
Seeing that Su Ping had called him first, Tu Hengchuan answered the phone: "Is that all you've got?"
Seeing Tu Hengchuan's face, Su Ping sighed in disappointment.
You stingy guy, you won't even let me see your abs!
"What, my face isn't as attractive to you as my abs?"
Of course.
Su Ping forced a smile: "How could that be? Our Brother Chuan is so handsome, he's a god descended to earth."
"Of course, if I could still see abs, I can't imagine how happy I would be as a little girl."
She really knows how to talk without saying a word. Tu Hengchuan's face turned a little red: "Okay, I'll show you in person next time."
[Huluwa, did I hear that right? Such a good thing?]
[...]
"Now let's talk about Weibo." Tu Hengchuan's tone sounded somewhat resentful: "Why didn't you tell me? Were you just teasing me?"
Su Ping blinked, looking somewhat innocent: "You didn't ask me."
It was like punching cotton; Tu Hengchuan was speechless for a moment.
Okay, he didn't ask.
When he learned that the person was Su Ping, he was first taken aback, and then he actually thought that it was not impossible for her to be the one who used that kind of picture as her profile picture.
This makes sense since he could freely access those surveillance videos. Why didn't he suspect this from the beginning?
"Brother Chuan, I'm your publicly acknowledged girlfriend now, so you can't go back on your word. Otherwise, netizens won't be blind, and they'll make you learn to swim from every spit they get."
Thinking of the scene she described, Tu Hengchuan frowned: "You're disgusting."
[Ding! The corruption level of the romanceable character Tu Hengchuan has decreased by 1%, currently at a total corruption level of 13%!]
A man who says one thing but means another.
Finally, unable to bear her greasy remarks any longer, Tu Hengchuan hurriedly hung up the phone.
He really shouldn't have called her!
Can't even handle this? That's pointless.
Su Ping clicked her tongue, just as she was about to go to Weibo to continue chatting with that netizen, when she saw that Song Yifei had sent her a message.
Sister Yifei: "Pingping, can the tutoring session be postponed to the evening? I have something to do this afternoon, and I probably won't be able to make it."
Su Ping replied with a "good" emoji and began studying today's group messages.
When I opened Shen Jiayu's chat window, I found that the chat history was still from three days ago.
There was nothing she could do; she'd been too busy these past few days, so busy that she'd completely forgotten about him.
Finally, I was too lazy to think of anything, so I just copied a line from a certain book, edited each person's name, and sent it to them individually.
Tu Hengchuan had read her message but didn't reply; she had expected that long ago.
She hadn't expected Shen Jiayu to reply to her message.
Shen Jiayu: "Do you have time tomorrow? Silan has an after-school assignment she needs your help with."
How could she miss such an opportunity to make her presence felt?
So she replied almost immediately, "Absolutely!"
Even through the screen, Shen Jiayu could imagine her expression. He smiled and, unusually in a good mood, sent her another message: "What are you doing? You replied so quickly."
Su Ping: "As the old saying goes, a day apart feels like three autumns. I miss you."
Shen Jiayu: "Really?"
Su Ping: "Seriously, my brain has told me eight hundred times throughout the day that it misses you."
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