Everyone in the Entertainment Industry Thinks I’m a Flirty Diva [Entertainment Circle] - Chapter 58

Le Shan burst into laughter when she saw Chu Xi’s bag. “Oh my, what happened? How could you be so careless and ruin your bag like this?”

Chu Xi’s expression darkened. “Give me an explanation.”

Le Shan smoothed her slightly disheveled clothes. “What do I need to explain? What happens to your bag has nothing to do with me.”

She turned to leave, but Chu Xi grabbed her wrist and gritted her teeth. “You won’t admit it?”

The staff member, sensing the tension, quickly intervened. “Miss Chu Xi, Miss Le Shan needs to go in for her audition now. If you have any issues, you can discuss them privately later. Please don’t waste time, okay?”

“Did you hear that? Let go!” Le Shan struggled against Chu Xi’s grip, but whether it was Chu Xi’s strength or her own weakness, she couldn’t break free.

Chu Xi glanced at the staff member, then back at Le Shan’s twisted expression. “If you don’t explain this clearly today, you’re not going in.”

“You—” Le Shan glared, then suddenly laughed. “Fine, then prove it was me. Do you have any evidence? I’ll have you know, without proof, this is slander!”

She raised her voice. “Go on, show me the evidence! If you’re so sure, check the surveillance footage. If you can’t find proof, stop making a scene here. Plenty of people can’t stand you.”

At the mention of surveillance, the staff member hesitated. “Well… there are no cameras in the restroom.”

Chu Xi frowned slightly.

Le Shan smirked triumphantly.

The commotion outside the audition room, with Le Shan delayed and arguing with Chu Xi, eventually drew the attention of those inside.

The director and two producers stepped out, displeased. “What’s going on here?”

“Sorry, Director, sorry,” the staff member immediately bowed and apologized. “There was a misunderstanding between the two of them. It’ll be resolved soon.”

The director asked, “What misunderstanding?”

The staff member leaned in and whispered, “Chu Xi’s bag got some water spilled on it, and she insists it was Le Shan’s doing. She won’t let it go and is preventing Le Shan from auditioning. We tried to mediate, but they’re still arguing.”

Though he spoke softly, the room was quiet, and his words reached Chu Xi and Le Shan clearly.

Le Shan, with her back to the others, flashed a victorious smile at Chu Xi and raised an eyebrow. “Let go. Heard that?”

After speaking, she turned around, instantly reverting to her usual sweet and innocent demeanor, bowing repeatedly as she apologized, “I’m sorry, director. I’ll go in for the audition right away.”

The director glanced at Le Shan, then shifted his gaze to Chu Xi.

Chu Xi stood there, showing no trace of fear or guilt, meeting his gaze directly.

Seizing the opportunity, Le Shan shook off Chu Xi’s hand and prepared to enter for the audition.

The people around also turned to go inside.

Chu Xi stood alone, just as the staff member had said earlier, appearing to be making an unreasonable scene.

She clenched her fists, watching as Le Shan’s back was about to disappear through the doorway. With a surge of determination, she suddenly strode forward and grabbed Le Shan’s arm. “Do you think just because there are no cameras in the restroom, what you did can’t be proven? That it’s a dead end?”

Everyone stopped and turned back.

——

Finding out who poured water into the bag wasn’t difficult.

She had only gone for an audition, a span of less than twenty minutes, and upon returning, someone had maliciously poured water into her bag. The timing was obvious.

The liquid in her bag was tea, identical in taste to the tea provided in the break room across from the rest area. Anyone who had gone to the rest area to get tea during that time would be the culprit.

As Chu Xi explained her reasoning, Le Shan laughed again. “So according to you, anyone who had a sip of tea is guilty of harming you? That’s ridiculous.”

“How does getting tea make someone the one who poured water into your bag? Many people had already poured tea into their cups in the rest area earlier. They wouldn’t need to get more water.”

Chu Xi glanced at her bag. “All my electronic devices are water-damaged, everything is soaked. When I came back, there was half a bag’s worth of water inside. A single cup couldn’t have caused this much damage.”

She looked calmly at Le Shan. “You wouldn’t go around borrowing water from others to pour into my bag either. I noticed you didn’t bring your own cup. The break room provides paper cups, which aren’t very large. So the person who did this poured more than one cup. There may be no cameras in the restroom, but there are some in the hallway. If we check, we’ll see that in those twenty minutes, many people might have gone to get water, but only once. The only one who went twice or more in that time—that would be you.”

“You didn’t get that water to drink, did you?”

“Don’t you think this kind of behavior is childish and pointless?”

After Chu Xi finished speaking, Le Shan’s expression visibly began to falter.

Chu Xi grabbed her arm: “Let’s go check the surveillance footage and see who’s so fond of drinking water.”

“Let go of me!” Le Shan exerted all her strength to shake off Chu Xi’s grip.

Chu Xi: “Scared now? Come on, why not go?”

Everyone present watched silently as Le Shan’s face turned crimson: “Who do you think you are? Do you really think I’d waste my time going through surveillance with you? Dream on!”

With that, she immediately turned and ran off, clearly abandoning the audition.

Right and wrong were already crystal clear.

Chu Xi sighed in relief, watching Le Shan’s fleeing figure before turning to bow slightly to those present: “I’m truly sorry for the trouble caused.”

——

After the audition ended, Chu Xi didn’t expect Gu Mingjing to learn about the incident faster than she’d imagined. Her phone had broken, and she’d just bought a new one and inserted the SIM card when Gu Mingjing called, asking for details about that afternoon.

Chu Xi snorted indignantly: “What, do you think I was being aggressive and unreasonable? Didn’t I tell you before? All that gentleness, kindness, timidity, and obedience from before was just an act. If it doesn’t match your ideal image, I suggest you let go early.”

Hearing her huffy tone, Gu Mingjing shook his head with a smile: “No, I just wanted to say you forgot something.”

Chu Xi: “What?”

Gu Mingjing: “With so many things in your bag soaked, you should’ve made her compensate you for the damages.”

Chu Xi: “…………”

Damn, she’d forgotten.

“Ahhhh! She should pay!” Realizing this, Chu Xi immediately stomped barefoot on the sofa in agitation. “Can I still file a police report now? Ugh, I didn’t preserve the scene!”

“My losses are huge! So many things were ruined—my phone, my Kindle, my water-damaged cosmetics are basically trash now, and my bag used as a water bucket needs restoration…” The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, even hanging up on Gu Mingjing in frustration. Remembering she had Le Shan’s number, she dug it out from her contacts.

That awful woman should compensate her.

Chu Xi called, but the automated voice said the number was temporarily unavailable.

Definitely blocked.

Muttering curses, Chu Xi sat on the sofa, arms crossed in anger.

A while later, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Opening the door, she saw Gu Mingjing carrying something.

She fetched slippers from the shoe rack for him, puffing her right cheek: “What are you doing here so late?”

Gu Mingjing smiled: “Can’t I come?”

Closing the door, Chu Xi peeked outside like a thief: “No one saw you coming, right?”

Gu Mingjing rubbed his temples at his “clandestine” status: “No.”

Chu Xi: “Good.”

She craned her neck curiously at what he was holding: “What did you buy?”

Gu Mingjing led her to the sofa and handed her the shopping bag: “For you.”

“What is it?” Chu Xi took the bag, pausing when she saw the logo.

She then took out the box from the bag, opened it, and removed the item from its dust bag.

Inside was a handbag.

Chu Xi recalled the closet full of Hermès bags at Gu Mingjing’s apartment, then ran her fingers over this one.

Gu Mingjing knew she was upset about her bag being ruined by water, so he brought her a new one to make up for the loss.

Chu Xi felt a bit awkward looking at the understated logo. “The bag I had today wasn’t this expensive,” she said.

Her emotions were tangled at the moment.

Gu Mingjing had given her many things before. Every season, his secretary would send her photos of clothes and jewelry—new arrivals from top luxury brands for her to pick freely. There was even a personal stylist to help coordinate her outfits. Once, while they were out together, he noticed her glancing at a jewelry store a few times. He patted her head and told her to go in and choose whatever she liked.

The manager eagerly brought out the store’s most prized pieces. Under the watchful, smiling eyes of the staff, Chu Xi reluctantly pointed at a few items.

Gu Mingjing bought them without even glancing at the price.

The manager grinned from ear to ear, practically bowing to the ground as they left.

The envious gazes of the shop assistants followed her out.

But Chu Xi wasn’t particularly happy about it.

She knew these weren’t so much “gifts” for her as they were “rewards.”

Just like how you’d buy treats for a pet you adore, Gu Mingjing liked her obedience, her quietness, so when he was pleased, he’d give her what he thought she’d enjoy as “rewards.”

Chu Xi snapped out of her thoughts.

But today’s bag—this should be a gift, right? Chu Xi ran her fingers over the bag in front of her. A gift for his girlfriend.

The thought lifted her spirits. She picked up the bag and found it heavier than expected.

Hmm? Was there something inside?

She placed it on her lap, unzipped it, and peeked inside.

She couldn’t help but laugh at what she saw.

From large items like phones and electronics to small essentials like lipstick and tissues—everything commonly found in a woman’s bag was there.

The contents seemed thorough, but the details were slightly off. Chu Xi pulled out the lipstick, twisted it open, and was met with the unmistakable shade of deathly Barbie pink.

She held it up to Gu Mingjing. “Did you pick this?”

Gu Mingjing gave a hum of confirmation.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, seemingly oblivious to the color’s infamy.

“Alright.” Chu Xi tossed the lipstick back into her bag, her mood so bubbly it felt like pink bubbles were floating around her. “It’s nothing really.”

No woman would be in a bad mood after receiving a gift, especially one like this. It wasn’t about the price—what mattered was the thought behind it.

Chu Xi grabbed Gu Mingjing’s hand and grinned toothily. “Thank you.”

“I was really furious today. I even thought about fighting her, but with so many people watching, I figured two women brawling would look terrible,” Chu Xi recounted her emotional journey to Gu Mingjing. “So I decided to be civilized and deduced step by step that she was the culprit. She’s so stupid, ugh. Honestly, I didn’t even know if there were cameras in the hallway—I just made that up to scare her. In the end, she ran off like a rat, and I was so busy watching that I forgot to demand compensation from her.”

At the mention of forgetting to demand compensation, Chu Xi sighed repeatedly.

Gu Mingjing patted her head, deciding not to tell her that no film company would ever hire Le Shan again.

Then Chu Xi hugged her bag, sitting on the sofa and swinging her legs restlessly.

Gu Mingjing noticed her agitation and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing,” Chu Xi quickly replied, though her expression turned slightly serious as she continued to fidget.

Receiving such a gift had left her heart itching with excitement.

Just like any ordinary girl who gets a romantic gift from her boyfriend, she was dying to post about it on social media or gush to her best friend—basically, she wanted to share it with someone. But Gu Mingjing was her secret boyfriend; their relationship was known only to them and Assistant Gao. She couldn’t post about it on WeChat Moments, Weibo, or even tell her friends.

After much deliberation, the only person she could share this with seemed to be Assistant Gao.

But… nah. orz

Chu Xi glanced at her phone again, suddenly remembering her long-forgotten Weibo alt account, “I Don’t Wanna Wear Makeup Today Either.”

She still had 20,000 followers there.

She opened Weibo, switched to her alt account, and saw that she’d lost over a thousand followers due to inactivity. Many had left comments under her last post, and she’d received countless DMs asking, “Where the hell did you go, Er Gou? Why aren’t you posting anymore?”

Chu Xi felt guilty, deeply apologetic toward her fans.

After some thought, she first posted a simple tweet: “Hey, everyone~”

Comments soon trickled in:

[OMG! The blogger has risen from the dead!]

[Grandma! The blogger you followed just posted!]

[Oh? Er Gou finally remembered her Weibo password?]

[Er Gou, where the hell have you been, wuuuuu]

[Ding, your annual-update blogger is online]

…

Seeing the comments, Chu Xi knew she was at fault, but her heart was still itching too much. She snapped a photo of the bag Gu Mingjing had given her, drafted a caption, and posted another tweet.

She didn’t mention her conflict with Le Shan, only that her bag had been ruined by water today, along with her phone and other belongings. Then, someone found out and gifted her a new one that evening—not just the bag, but everything that should go inside it, all perfectly arranged.

The fans: [“………………”]

They were already unfazed by the luxury brand in Chu Xi’s photo—after all, they’d followed this blogger knowing she was no ordinary rich girl. Their attention was entirely on the mysterious “someone” mentioned in the post.

Tch.

You disappear for ages, then come back just to flaunt your relationship? Does your conscience not hurt at all?

[“Unfollow! Mom, I want to unfollow!”]

[“Er Gou, you actually started dating behind our backs. You’re no longer our favorite dog!”]

[“Tsk, the sour stench of love.”]

[“So you came back just to flaunt your relationship, huh? Cold face.jpg”]

…

Chu Xi puffed her cheeks as she read the fans’ comments.

Alright.

Coming back like this, she admittedly wasn’t being very considerate.

She felt around in her bag for the phone Gu Mingjing had bought her.

She had already bought one herself, but Gu Mingjing gave her another one.

Chu Xi leaned over and blinked her eyes at Gu Mingjing. “Can I give this phone to someone else?”

Gu Mingjing was currently signing in and voting for Chu Xi’s fan page on his phone. He looked up and said, “Go ahead. What’s yours is yours to give.”

“Thank you.” Chu Xi happily sat back and commented under her previous post, “It’s been a while since I’ve been back, so I brought gifts for everyone. I’ll pick one fan from the comments to receive an iPhone XR, and twenty others will each get 1,000 RMB. How about that?”

The fans: “………………”

The previously indignant comment section suddenly shifted in tone:

[“May Er Gou and Dog Brother have a happy union for a hundred years!”]