Helping My Ex-Wife Find Love Every Day - Chapter 16

To call her beloved father amidst a busy schedule only to be cursed out and wrongly accused of being unfaithful—what kind of suffering was this?

Crucially, such an accusation would jeopardize her position as the “Number One Socialite in Haishi.”

So many of her ‘plastic besties’ were eyeing that spot, just waiting for her to fall from grace.

Qiu Qing-shi could not accept this slander: “Dad, don’t talk nonsense. Xiang-yi and I are doing fine.”

Qiu Fu-gui was dizzy with rage. He had Qiu Qing-shi’s mother find his blood pressure monitor. A reading showed his pressure had soared past two hundred, setting a new personal record.

“Doing fine, my foot! Yi-yi already told me! You gave her a cuckold!”

Qiu Qing-shi was utterly stunned.

Yao Xiang-yi, that cheating dog, is playing the victim first!

“She’s lying!” Qiu Qing-shi swelled up like a pufferfish, her temples throbbing. She raised her hand to press them down with her thumb.

Qiu Fu-gui: “Still stubbornly denying it? Yi-yi posted it on her Moments. Could that be fake!”

That cheating dog has become this shameless!

Qiu Qing-shi hastily tried to open WeChat, then suddenly remembered blocking Yao Xiang-yi that morning. She placed the phone on her chest and instructed Taozi: “Look at Yao Xiang-yi’s Moments.”

Taozi had been busy attending to her all day and hadn’t had time to catch up on the day’s major social events. Confused, she navigated to Yao Xiang-yi’s post and was utterly terrified by what she saw.

“Sister, you really shouldn’t look,” Taozi’s voice trembled.

Seeing her reaction, Qiu Qing-shi confirmed that Yao Xiang-yi had unleashed a major move.

She leaned closer to look—and sure enough.

Nine photos displayed the decadence and self-indulgence of the bar in full detail: teenagers wildly shaking their heads, girls baring their slender waists, the neon-lit dance floor, hazy, swirling smoke rings…

Ooh, quite punk rock.

The most striking image was the one in the center: a red-haired woman, dead drunk, slumped over the bar counter, her arms casually spread out, her whole posture relaxed and unrestrained.

The caption was the most infuriating.

She’s worthless and yet has the nerve to video chat nude with me!

And enjoyed it so much!

Qiu Qing-shi zoomed in on the photo, attempting to make out the red-haired woman’s face. Unfortunately, the woman’s head was down, only revealing her smooth nape.

She gave up on the photo and scanned her mind for anyone she knew with wine-red hair.

She searched and searched…

None.

Not a single one.

It must be Yao Xiang-yi’s new lover.

Qiu Qing-shi’s face instantly changed, from red to white, then white to black, finally settling on a fierce, greenish-blue. Rage, like out-of-control molecules, surged between her brows.

Taozi, fearing an outburst, tried to rescue the phone from her hands, lest Qiu Qing-shi lose control and smash it.

Clearly, she underestimated the Number One Socialite’s self-control.

Qiu Qing-shi pulled down the car window and took two deep breaths of fresh air. The flush on her cheeks gradually began to subside.

“Taozi, send a message to Yao Xiang-yi for me.”

“…Send what?” Taozi asked gingerly, walking on eggshells.

“Curse her!”

“Curse… what?”

Qiu Qing-shi curled her fingers into a fist and pressed it against her chin, seeming to struggle to think: “…I’ll say a sentence, and you write it down.”

Taozi held up the phone, opened the keyboard at the bottom of the chat box, her thumbs poised.

“Just curse… ‘Cheating dog, go to hell.'”

Taozi’s speed was lightning fast. The moment Qiu Qing-shi finished speaking, the message was sent.

Then, timidly, she added a supplement: 【President Yao, this is Taozi. The last sentence was sent by Madam.】

Sugar Daddy Yao Bābā: 【Please inform that flat-chested girl that not only is her chest flat, but her acting is also super awkward.】

Qiu Qing-shi, sitting next to her, had a calm expression, her gaze wandering outside the car window. However, the small gesture of biting her finger betrayed her anxious heart. She glanced sideways at Taozi’s phone screen and asked: “What did she reply?”

Taozi stiffened like a statue, turning her neck with a crackle to reply: “President Yao said your chest is flat… and your acting is awkward…”

Qiu Qing-shi laughed out of extreme anger, her shoulders shaking, her breathing clearly unsteady.

Taozi was horrified, a chill running from the soles of her feet up to her scalp.

But then, Qiu Qing-shi rolled up her sleeves and took over the fight herself.

【How is a B-cup flat!】

Sugar Daddy Yao Bābā: 【Could you have gotten to a B without my help? You were an A in freshman year!】

【You’re the A! You’re the A! You’re the A!】

Sugar Daddy Yao Bābā: 【Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah~】

Qiu Qing-shi grabbed the pillow from the small bed and punched it hard, skipping the topic: 【How dare you turn the tables and talk nonsense to my dad! Aren’t you ashamed!】

A notification popped up.

【The other party has enabled friend verification. You are not yet his/her friend. Please send a friend request first.】

Qiu Qing-shi: “!!!!!!!!!!”

She finally understood. Yao Xiang-yi was the most outrageous of all!!!

The next day, Yao Xiang-yi sobered up. She was a little foggy about the events of the previous night, but she mostly remembered. Recalling the melodramatic Moments post and the nonsense she spoke to Qiu Fu-gui…

She wanted to slap herself twice.

Because she was too afraid of pain, the slaps landed on Chi Gu-yuan’s face instead.

Chi Gu-yuan, still meeting with the Duke of Zhou (sleeping), cried out in pain and furiously tossed back the covers, ready to fight Yao Xiang-yi. However, the side effects of her hangover left her with a splitting headache.

She whimpered, then collapsed back into bed.

Yao Xiang-yi got out of bed and showered. After getting ready, she checked the Moments post from last night and saw that the likes had exceeded one hundred. Half of them came from Qiu Qing-shi’s plastic besties.

Truly touching sisterly affection!

Yao Xiang-yi sneered at her reflection in the mirror.

She deleted the post, ate the breakfast meticulously prepared by Aunt Mi, and, feeling refreshed, got into her Maybach to head to the company for the morning meeting.

Strangely, despite drinking until midnight, she should have been exhausted. Instead, she was full of energy.

She figured it was because she had finally gotten back at Qiu Qing-shi.

She usually indulged Qiu Qing-shi in every way. Now that it was Qiu Qing-shi’s turn to suffer a setback, she felt like a serf who had finally been liberated.

The following days saw their cold war escalate. Not only did they stop talking to each other, but they also started exchanging verbal attacks on Moments every night at 8 p.m.

Qiu Qing-shi posts: “Life is not worth it.”

Yao Xiang-yi posts: “Goodbye my love, I wanna say goodbye.”

Qiu Qing-shi then posts: “All just bubbles, a momentary spark.”

Yao Xiang-yi follows up with: “Shouldn’t have smelled her beauty, I’ll wipe it all away and sleep with you.”

All friends on Moments: “??????????????????”

A week later, Yao Xiang-yi claimed victory in the mutual attack war with an overwhelming advantage.

Qiu Qing-shi, unable to tolerate it, shared a vulgar yet catchy song, Love Sale, on her official Weibo account.

This successfully triggered the collective memory of the song among numerous netizens. That day, all two-dollar stores, barbershops, and small convenience stores played it in competition, making “Love is not something you can buy, even if you want to” ring out across every street and alley.

Her fans, the Luosifen (Snail Noodles), were confused. Our Sister is pure and elegant. How could she like such a song?

So, they banded together and reported the Weibo post, citing suspicion of a hacked account.

Qiu Qing-shi: Crying like a storm.

For the first time, she found her fans to be so unhelpful. As the plane landed at Haishi Hongqiao Airport, she looked at the Luosifen who had come to support her and asked kindly: “Who all reported that my account was hacked?”

Everyone proudly and confidently raised their little paws, like primary school students eager for the teacher’s praise.

A crack appeared in Qiu Qing-shi’s radiant smile: “Wow, so many of you. Thank you for your hard work.”

The Luosifen: “Wuwuwuwu, it’s no trouble, no trouble at all~”

The Luosifen escorted her all the way to her van, their eyes tearful and reluctant to say goodbye: “Sister, we’re always here. We will only love you forever.”

Qiu Qing-shi waved goodbye to them: “I love you too.”

The bodyguard closed the car door with a thump.

Qiu Qing-shi’s face instantly fell. She told Taozi: “Kick them out of the fan club.”

The driver, the same one responsible for the pick-up, volunteered: “President Yao is at the company. Does Madam want to go there?”

Qiu Qing-shi replied coldly: “Don’t mention her to me!”

The driver: “…………”

Qiu Qing-shi returned home. Aunt Mi wasn’t there; she figured she had gone grocery shopping. After a full day of flying, her bones felt like they were coming apart. She was too exhausted to look further, kicked off her high heels, dragged her weary body into the bedroom, collapsed face-first into the pillow, and closed her eyes to fake sleep.

But her feigned rest was uneasy.

She kept catching a whiff of a different perfume. A faint, subtle scent.

Qiu Qing-shi opened her eyes and buried her face deeper into the pillow, taking a strong inhale…

She recognized it. It was the dry scent of soap mixed with a seductive, sensual female cologne.

It wasn’t her scent; she usually wore Jo Malone.

Nor was it Yao Xiang-yi’s. Yao Xiang-yi preferred L’Artisan Parfumeur’s niche fragrances.

Qiu Qing-shi was struck as if by lightning. She bolted upright, and in a quick glance, she accidentally spotted a strange strand of hair on the pillow.

She picked up the strand between her fingers, held it up to her eyes, and scrutinized it carefully.

Wine-red. Medium length.

In that instant, she froze.

Her face was etched with despair and fury.

That damn cheating dog! How dare she bring her casual hookup home!

Playing a very exciting game, isn’t she!

The two emotions wrestled within her, causing her chest to heave violently, as if she was desperately suppressing an internal impulse.

No, she couldn’t tolerate this!

She went to the kitchen and found a fruit knife, decided it wasn’t intimidating enough, and replaced it with a cleaver. The blade flashed with sharp, cold light. It was a famous brand that could cut through iron like mud—it would definitely help her in a confrontation with Yao Xiang-yi.

She took the knife in hand, twirling it in a fluid wrist flourish. Excellent. Her martial arts skills hadn’t dulled in the slightest.

She suddenly worried that the cleaver wouldn’t pass the security check at the Amazing Star Tower.

Yao Xiang-yi, that cheating dog, valued her life greatly, and the security measures were strictly suffocating.

She put the cleaver back and found a rolling pin in the cabinet. She weighed it in her hand. It was quite solid and would surely succeed in breaking both of Yao Xiang-yi’s worthless legs.

Because the rolling pin was too long, she had to switch her handbag for a bucket bag. Slung over her shoulder, she drove straight to the Amazing Star Tower.

The security guards at the entrance and the receptionist were the same as usual, treating her with utmost respect. She deployed her full acting ability to deceive their eyes. No one saw that she was carrying a weapon.

The elevator delivered her to the thirty-ninth floor.

Qin Chun greeted her enthusiastically, rushing forward: “Madam!”

“Get out of the way!”

Qiu Qing-shi strode past her, heading quickly toward the President’s Office. Her high heels clicked sharply on the floor, sounding like a deadly weapon being drawn. The moment she shoved the door open, she pulled the rolling pin from her bag…