Helping My Ex-Wife Find Love Every Day - Chapter 14

After an hour and fifty minutes of chatting late into the night, Qiu Qing-shi put on her clothes and waved goodbye to Yao Xiang-yi. Before going to shower, she didn’t forget to coo sweetly: “Daddy, come again next time, okay?”

“Too expensive. I won’t be coming again, thank you.”

Qiu Qing-shi pouted, accusing: “Heartless!”

Then she cut the video call without a trace of lingering attachment.

Yao Xiang-yi, meanwhile, was utterly exasperated. She had eagerly rushed home to “chat late into the night” with her ‘wife’, only to spend a massive amount of money.

If she had that money, wouldn’t it be better to buy a thousand sets of Japanese adult short films?

Her thoughts shifted, recalling that this ‘wife’ would soon belong to someone else, and her exasperation intensified.

Unable to vent her frustration, she finished the wine in her glass in one gulp, angrily grabbed the quilt, and covered her head. As she drifted into a drowsy sleep, a bold idea popped into her mind—

Kill Bai Meng-zhao and keep Qiu Qing-shi forever.

【Innocent Loli reminds you: Your idea is dangerous and violates the contract spirit. If put into practice, it will destroy the original rules of the source material, and the system will send this abandoned text to the recycling bin.】

Yao Xiang-yi: You have no heart!!!

The next day, she slept until the sun was high without any sign of movement. Aunt Mi came in to wake her up, but she pretended not to hear.

“You child.” Aunt Mi was long accustomed to her oversleeping. She sighed deeply and retreated from the bedroom, full of helplessness.

Yao Xiang-yi was determined to sleep her fill. After all, why should she, a supporting female character in the original text, have to work herself to death? Previously, she needed to earn money to support her ‘wife’. Now… she felt like choking Qiu Qing-shi.

She flipped over, found a comfortable position, and continued sleeping.

The ringing phone chose not to grant her wish. Half-closing her eyes, she fumbled around on the pillow for a long time before locating her phone. Without looking, she swiped the accept button and said lazily: “Hello?”

Qiu Qing-shi, with a soft voice, issued a call of love: “Darling~”

Yao Xiang-yi poked her head out from under the quilt and snapped irritably: “Goodbye, you awful woman!”

Qiu Qing-shi, who was just getting up and putting on makeup: “???”

Did she eat gunpowder first thing in the morning? She wasn’t like this when she was begging me to take off my clothes last night.

“Yao Xiang-yi, you are not allowed to use that tone with me—”

The next second, the call was disconnected, leaving only a dial tone.

Qiu Qing-shi looked at herself in the dressing mirror, blinked, and blinked again.

Hmph. None of these domineering CEOs are any good.

She was so angry that she slammed her phone down on the dressing table, knocking over dozens of lipsticks.

Her makeup artist, who was applying powder, jumped in fright and accidentally poked the powder puff into her eye.

When a person has bad luck, even drinking cold water is a pain. Qiu Qing-shi grabbed a cotton pad, dabbed some water on it, and cleaned her eye.

The makeup artist apologized profusely.

Qiu Qing-shi didn’t blame her. They were long-time employees who had been by her side for years, and occasional mistakes were normal. She curled her lips slightly and waved her hand: “It’s fine. You can go out first. I’ll call you in a bit.”

The makeup artist hesitated for a moment, then turned and opened the door. Coincidentally, Taozi bounced in with several sets of clothing, each brand new and covered in a dust bag.

“Sister Qing, the brand sent the clothes! You should pick one. There are a few more sets outside, and the styling team is also here.”

They were staying in a suite. The moment Qiu Qing-shi’s door opened, she could indeed hear the hustle and bustle outside. Used to it, she simply said “Okay.”

According to the original plan, she should have returned home immediately after signing the contract. The advertisement shoot was supposed to be scheduled for another day, but C-Jewelry suddenly changed their mind and insisted on shooting today, forcing all her scheduled activities to be pushed back—a blatant cut in line.

Truly wealthy and powerful.

Just like a certain person.

Taozi was secretly immensely proud. When an artist is successful, even a small assistant like her receives a degree of respect.

She took two steps forward and said: “These sets are quite nice, Sister. You should try them all on.”

Qiu Qing-shi lowered her eyes, fiddling with her phone again. Without even lifting her neck, she pointed casually: “No need to try them. Just take that white set.”

As she spoke, she tapped into her WeChat chat with Qin Chun.

【Who made Yao Xiang-yi angry?】

Qin Chun, upon receiving the message, was completely bewildered: 【Madam, President Yao is not at the company today.】

Not there again!!

Qiu Qing-shi’s eyes chilled.

Hmph, the moment I’m not in Haishi, Yao Xiang-yi runs off to fool around.

She absolutely had to ask Yao Xiang-yi where she ran off to!

She found Yao Xiang-yi’s profile picture and fiercely poked it.

Invincible Beautiful Girl Ah Qiu: 【Are you out looking for that white vixen!】

Invincible Beautiful Girl Ah Qiu: 【[Do you see my forty-meter long sword.jpg]】

Sugar Daddy Yao Bābā: 【She stole my heart! Also, can I only have her as a mistress?】

Sugar Daddy Yao Bābā: 【[You piece of trash.jpg]】

Qiu Qing-shi was furious to the point of explosion, wishing she could inhale a couple of breaths of oxygen to replenish her energy.

Invincible Beautiful Girl Ah Qiu: 【[You leave.jpg]】

Invincible Beautiful Girl Ah Qiu: 【[I’m very angry, the consequences will be severe.jpg]】

Sugar Daddy Yao Bābā: 【[Not only are you stupid, but your chest is flat.jpg]】

A blatant lie!

Qiu Qing-shi wanted to hit someone. She said my chest was big last night!

Ultimately, this sticker war ended with Qiu Qing-shi blocking Yao Xiang-yi.

Yao Xiang-yi couldn’t tolerate such humiliation. Someone actually dared to block her! When Qiu Qing-shi returned, she absolutely had to blacklist her from the industry to soothe her anger.

She couldn’t fall back asleep. Reluctantly, she went to the dining room for breakfast. At the same time, Aunt Mi was already busy in the kitchen preparing lunch.

Aunt Mi glanced at Yao Xiang-yi, her eyes containing a hint of disappointment. She heated up the custard and rice porridge, placed them in front of her, and couldn’t help but say: “It was bad enough that you used to sleep in, but now you just sleep straight through until noon. If the old master hears about this, he’ll scold you again.”

Yao Xiang-yi shrugged indifferently, speaking vaguely: “What else does he do besides scold me?”

This remark, on the contrary, made Aunt Mi feel sympathetic. She rubbed Yao Xiang-yi’s messy hair and softened her voice: “Eat quickly. Don’t eat too much. Lunch will be ready soon, and it’s all your favorite food.”

That day, Yao Xiang-yi enjoyed a rare period of freedom. In the afternoon, she held a short meeting at the company. Just as the workday ended, her good friend, Chi Gu-yuan, came to find her for a drink.

Seeing Yao Xiang-yi for the first time, Chi Gu-yuan was stunned by her beauty.

“Daddy, where did you get this peerless face!” She opened her arms and latched onto Yao Xiang-yi like a koala. “Which cosmetic clinic did you go to? Introduce me.”

Yao Xiang-yi decided to hit her. She searched her desk for a handy weapon—a stapler.

Chi Gu-yuan understood Yao Xiang-yi’s ruthlessness. She retreated with small steps behind the sofa, trying to muster a sweet smile, and begged Yao Xiang-yi for mercy.

After dinner, it was just past 8 p.m.

The evening breeze was quiet and gentle, bringing the scent of the night.

The two good jiyou (close female friends) walked hand-in-hand into the bar. Men and women shouted in the dance floor. Neon lights flickered, creating an atmosphere of debauchery. A man in a sleeveless tank top stood on stage with an electric guitar, howling intense rock music.

Yao Xiang-yi didn’t like the smoky atmosphere and found a quiet bar counter to sit at.

Chi Gu-yuan was her childhood friend. She was in the same class as her in high school. Her academic performance was abysmal; she was the last in every monthly exam, single-handedly dragging down the class average. She sat behind Yao Xiang-yi and Qiu Qing-shi and copied their homework for three years.

Her only advantage was her stunning looks, a typical case of being beautiful on the outside but a mess on the inside. Her family, spanning three generations, worked in film—a true acting dynasty. Her father, the famous Actor Chi, was still active on the big screen. His acting skills were godlike; netizens commented that “every wrinkle on his face is a scene.”

Chi Gu-yuan, however, was different from her father. She was witty and sharp, a frequent guest on various variety shows, which often earned her criticism from Qiu Qing-shi as a “variety show celebrity.”

Variety shows consume an actor’s sense of mystery, making it difficult for the audience to fully immerse themselves in the roles they create. That’s why, after Qiu Qing-shi became famous, she minimized her appearances on variety shows, even stopping them completely.

Chi Gu-yuan belonged to the fatalistic type—inherently optimistic, her main hobby was to just drift along and wait to die. As long as her father was around, she would have a career in the entertainment industry, so she wasn’t worried about losing public favor.

Plus, she had Sugar Daddy Yao Bābā.

“Hey!” Chi Gu-yuan grabbed the spirits the bartender handed her and clinked it against Yao Xiang-yi’s glass. Her eyes were alight with a winning smile: “Quick, tell me: what exactly is going on between Qiu Qing-shi and that Bai Meng-zhao?”

Yao Xiang-yi gave a knowing smile: “I knew you came here just for gossip. If Qiu Qing-shi found out, she’d skin you alive.”

“But I have you to protect me.”

Yao Xiang-yi scoffed at herself: “Me? I can barely protect myself now.”

Chi Gu-yuan was shocked. She rushed forward and hugged Yao Xiang-yi’s arm: “Daddy, are you going bankrupt?”

Yao Xiang-yi slapped her on the forehead: “Can’t you wish me something good?”

Chi Gu-yuan pouted and retreated to sit properly.

Yao Xiang-yi lowered her eyelashes, concealing the deep disappointment in her heart. She raised her glass: “Come, drink with me to drown our sorrows.”

“But I want to hear the gossip.”

Yao Xiang-yi’s face darkened: “How about I blacklist you?”

Chi Gu-yuan shook her head frantically, her newly dyed reddish-brown long hair flying into the air. Her strands fell loosely, looking bright yet carrying a hint of decadence. She happily filled the glass with wine: “Daddy, I toast you!”

Teachable indeed.

Yao Xiang-yi drank heartily with her.

When they were deep in their cups, both were quite drunk. Yao Xiang-yi, fueled by the alcohol, posted an extremely melodramatic WeChat Moments post to vent her anger. The post included nine photos from the bar and the lyrics of a song as the caption—

The post was visible to all her friends, family, employees, and business partners, and even included Qiu Qing-shi’s large circle of ‘plastic besties.’

The moment the plastic besties saw the post, they rejoiced and gloated, immediately sending hypocritical words of comfort to Qiu Qing-shi…