Helping My Ex-Wife Find Love Every Day - Chapter 12

The haters returned with a vengeance.

[Where are the Luosifen fans? Weren’t you acting all arrogant just now? Listen to the tone of your idol’s voice. It’s truly different when you have a background.]

[I am once again impressed by entertainment companies’ packaging abilities. They actually made a gangster girl into a rich, beautiful socialite persona. Haha, now the persona is completely shattered.]

[Bai Meng Zhao is truly pitiful. She was called to get out of the entertainment industry every day because she acted in a Danmei drama. This time is even worse, having offended Qiu Qing Shi. She probably won’t be able to stay in the entertainment circle after this.]

[Bai Meng Zhao’s manager is also miserable. In the recording, he sounds so timid and hoarse, his face almost glued to the ground, just to protect his artist. If it were me, I absolutely couldn’t stand this humiliation.]

[Qiu Qing Shi’s fans, open your eyes and see clearly. I suggest you switch idols. My Xiao Li Li is beautiful and sweet-voiced, leagues ahead of Qiu Qing Shi—like ten Mount Everests.]

Pah!

Xiao Li Li, a washed-up actress, qualified to compare with our Actress Qiu?

The Luosifen fans were so angry they were pinching the pressure points on their faces.

It was true that their execution capabilities were strong, but being bombarded by fans from several rival camps, they were struggling to hold their ground. Not to mention the idle passersby who were also sticking their noses in.

Could they still have fun playing like this!

Bai Meng Zhao understood Mei Kaixuan, and Mei Kaixuan understood her just as well. He was angry about Bai Meng Zhao’s clarification post but not surprised.

How could he challenge Su Ti La without some real material?

Sure enough, the audio recording he had someone edit overnight immediately came in handy.

In other words, Bai Meng Zhao’s cleverness had backfired, inadvertently helping him greatly.

A cruel smile spread across his mouth, his thin eyelids revealing a sharp glint, like a hungry wolf ready to pounce on its prey at any moment.

Even though the infuriated Bai Meng Zhao was slamming on his door, he remained unmoved. Only when the noise truly irritated him would he spit on the door and curse twice.

But he forgot one thing: the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Yao Xiangyi hadn’t made any move until now.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to move, but the time wasn’t right. But at this moment, the time had come.

When she saw Mei Kaixuan last night, he was initially furious, but then he changed his demeanor like a Sichuan opera mask, becoming utterly servile. Anyone would be suspicious. Yao Xiangyi was cautious and also recorded the conversation.

As expected, she had guessed Mei Kaixuan’s despicable intentions.

She had listened to his version of the recording. It was edited seamlessly, clearly intending to use it as a final trump card.

Yao Xiangyi leaned back into her soft executive chair, imagining that Mei Kaixuan must be doing the same as her right now—staring at his computer, enjoying the escalating war.

The only difference was their respective outcomes: she was destined to win, and Mei Kaixuan was destined to lose.

She tapped her keyboard and swiftly moved the mouse, sending an audio recording to Su Ti La’s email.

Su Ti La was frowning over the matter. She had convened a small meeting with the Public Relations heads and key personnel, planning a brainstorm to find a workable strategy.

Just when they were at a loss, Yao Xiangyi arrived like a divine reinforcement. Su Ti La played the recording. The few people close by heard it clearly. The health bars that had been depleted by the morning’s battle were instantly refilled.

Everyone was overjoyed, their eyes shining, rubbing their palms in anticipation of unleashing a big move—the kind that would be a fatal blow.

The manager asked, “Should we release the real version of the recording now, or wait?”

Su Ti La glanced at the time on her wrist: “Let’s wait a bit. It’s not even eleven yet. Let Mei Kaixuan gloat for a little while. Once the issue has mostly fermented by noon, it will be the second peak traffic time. We’ll release it then.”

She hadn’t rested all morning, running back and forth. After saying this, her throat was so dry it felt like it was smoking. She swallowed some saliva to temporarily soothe her throat.

Qin Chun, who was eavesdropping nearby, timely presented her with a cup of water: “Thank you for your hard work, Manager Su.”

They worked in the same company and saw each other frequently. Their friendship was neither deep nor shallow.

Su Ti La didn’t stand on ceremony. She took the cup, said thank you, tilted her head back, and chugged several mouthfuls, which made her cough violently.

Qin Chun patted her back thoughtfully: “Drink slowly.”

Su Ti La handed the cup back to her, thanking her again for her kindness.

Qin Chun had a baby face. Having been thanked several times, she felt a little embarrassed. She blinked her watery eyes, changing the subject: “You can do it, Manager Su!”

At noon, the sun was at its zenith. There was no breeze in the air. Although summer had not yet arrived, a sense of dryness and heat permeated the air.

Everyone was waiting for this moment to arrive.

The manager ripped off his tie and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt: “Sister Su, it’s about time.”

Su Ti La nodded and clapped her hands twice heavily, capturing everyone’s attention: “Everyone, this is the final blow! We must turn the tide and hit Mei Kaixuan so hard he can’t fight back!”

She forcefully stomped her high heel. The sharp heel seemed to land on everyone’s hearts. She shouted: “Take him down!!”

Those two spirited words were like a loud charge horn. The Public Relations Department plunged back into busyness. The sound of keyboards tapping, mice clicking, and phone ringing—one layered over the other.

Soon, netizens received new gossip. This gossip was substantial, plentiful, and sweet-tasting, impossible to resist.

First, a new version of the audio recording was released. It was more complete than the previous one and much longer. The biggest difference was the sequence of speech; the previous version had clearly swapped the original sequence back and forth.

This had made Qiu Qing Shi sound particularly overbearing.

The Luosifen fans rose again.

[See! My sister was wronged!!!!!!!!]

[This is absolutely malicious. If you’re jealous of my sister, just say so. Don’t play dirty tricks to disgust people.]

[In my opinion, Bai Meng Zhao is a definite manipulative schemer. She just clarified and immediately released the recording. Who is she trying to gain sympathy from? Anyway, I’ve covered my eyes. I’m not looking, not looking.]

[Please leave Actress Qiu alone. She just wants to focus on acting.]

[My Qing Shi can handle as much slander as she can handle stardom.]

Next came a video, which was rapidly reposted by marketing accounts large and small.

This video still partly belonged to Yao Xiangyi’s credit. Thanks to her reminder, Su Ti La immediately sent Tao Zi to the night market overnight, spending a lot of effort to find the passerby who shot the video.

Many people shot videos at the time, but this person’s was the most complete. It started with Bai Meng Zhao snatching Qiu Qing Shi’s SLR camera, glaring furiously, and smashing it onto the ground, shattering it into eight pieces that flew everywhere.

It ended just as they were being escorted into the police car.

Now the truth was revealed. No matter if ten more buckets of dirty water were thrown at Qiu Qing Shi, it wouldn’t stain her now.

Luosifen fans: [The innocent are self-evident!!]

Finally, the Gaomin District Public Security Bureau posted the transcripts of Qiu Qing Shi and Bai Meng Zhao via Weibo, confirming that Bai Meng Zhao was indeed the first to strike, and Qiu Qing Shi was at most acting in excessive self-defense.

The accompanying text thanked the two parties for their active cooperation and urged the general public to abide by the law and be strict with themselves.

With solid proof stacked upon solid proof, Su Ti La’s complete victory was now certain.

Mei Kaixuan was furious. He swept the computer off his desk. The force he used was too aggressive, and the tea cup, phone, and pen holder were all victims, crashing onto the floor.

It was all Bai Meng Zhao’s fault for being such a disappointment! He rushed over to yank the door open and started to curse, only to find that Bai Meng Zhao had already run away without a trace.

There was a time difference between Paris and Hai Shi. The more than ten-hour long-haul flight left Qiu Qing Shi with a sore back.

When she walked out of the VIP channel with her assistant and bodyguards, the view before her suddenly brightened. It was evening in this foreign city. The sunset in the west was gorgeous and captivating, flowing quietly like stationary clouds.

Qiu Qing Shi was in a great mood. She turned on her phone and received messages from dozens of “plastic” friends, mostly comforting her, which she knew were all about the night market farce.

She couldn’t be bothered to reply. She held her phone above her head, took a photo of the sky, and sent it to Yao Xiangyi.

Invincible Pretty Girl Ah Qiu: [I’ve arrived [wink]]

Just as she finished tapping “send,” the reception staff sent by C-House Jewelry approached and greeted her with a cheek kiss.

They had been following the progress of the domestic misunderstanding. The good news was that in just half a day, not only was everything completely resolved, but it also brought more attention to Qiu Qing Shi and their company. They couldn’t help but look at Qiu Qing Shi’s team with new respect.

“Miss Qiu, was your journey pleasant?” a blonde, blue-eyed middle-aged man asked in fluent Chinese.

Sending a high-level executive who understood Chinese to greet her fully demonstrated C-House Jewelry’s sincerity. Qiu Qing Shi replied to him in French, which surprised him greatly.

Sugar Daddy Yao: [Mn, good.]

Qiu Qing Shi, sitting in the car, felt upset after seeing this reply. Yesterday, she kept praising Bai Meng Zhao to the sky. Why was she getting such an aloof response?

Invincible Pretty Girl Ah Qiu: [[You’ve changed.jpg]]

Invincible Pretty Girl Ah Qiu: [[You really don’t love me anymore.jpg]]

Invincible Pretty Girl Ah Qiu: [[I have feelings.jpg]]

Yao Xiangyi was amused and filled with helplessness: [I’m working overtime.]

She attached a photo of her working overtime—a desk, a laptop, a cup of coffee, a stack of documents, and a fountain pen.

Invincible Pretty Girl Ah Qiu: [I miss you. Can we video chat when I get to the hotel?]

Sugar Daddy Yao: [It’s very late domestically, almost midnight. You should rest early too.]

Invincible Pretty Girl Ah Qiu: [Naked video chat.]

This… was acceptable.

One minute later—

Sugar Daddy Yao: [[How many more surprises do you have that I don’t know about.jpg]]