Helping My Ex-Wife Find Love Every Day - Chapter 43

Qiu Qing Shi was not a petty woman. Deep in her consciousness, she tended to think the best of Yao Xiang Yi. Even if Yao Xiang Yi lied to her, she did not believe her ex-husband was having affairs outside their home.

Until this video call!

Until that fetching blonde woman called out one word: “Yao.”

The address was truly intimate, and her smile looked as if it were bathed in happiness.

Heh. Judging by this trend, in a couple of days, she would probably change the address to “Baba” (Daddy/Boss) and become the mistress of the Yao family! She would become the new boss’s wife of Jing Hong Entertainment!

Qiu Qing Shi was furious. She savagely cut the video call and headed toward Su Ti La’s office. As soon as she entered the elevator, she immediately lifted her hand to block the door and stepped back out.

Qin Chun saw her come and go, asking, “Madam, did you forget something?”

Qiu Qing Shi whisked past her in a flash, emerging from the CEO’s office once more, clutching two exquisite thermos containers in her arms. Her steps did not falter for a moment.

She came like the wind, and she left like the wind.

Madam looks like… she’s not very happy…

Who provoked Madam? It shouldn’t be me, right?

Oh, right. Madam just had a video call with CEO Yao. Could it be CEO Yao who angered Madam?

Qin Chun was a double-agent, drawing two salaries: she was Qiu Qing Shi’s loyal subordinate and Yao Xiang Yi’s trusted confidante.

She brought up the computer version of WeChat, her fingers expertly hitting the keyboard, where a string of text appeared: [CEO Yao, Madam waited for you in the office all afternoon. She seems a little angry.]

Su Ti La had just received an email from Director Zhou Meng De—the complete script for his new film.

Before she could open it, Zhou Meng De called her again, specifically mentioning Yao Xiang Yi: “I spoke to CEO Yao about this script at Xiao Li Li’s wedding the other day. CEO Yao was very interested and hopes Qing Shi will take on this role.”

There seemed to be a deeper meaning in his words.

Recently, rumors had begun to surface that Qiu Qing Shi was determined to take a break to spend time with Yao Xiang Yi. The whispers eventually spread into a claim that Qiu Qing Shi was staying home to prepare for pregnancy.

Furthermore, some entertainment accounts, with vivid writing skills, published lengthy essays:

“Popular Actress Marries into Wealthy Family, Unable to Control Her Own Fate, Temporarily Leaves the Film Industry!”

“Counting the Actresses Whose Dreams of Wealthy Marriage Were Shattered; the First Is Surprisingly Her!”

“Wealthy Family Forces Actress to Give Birth! Mocks Her for Self-Sabotaging Her Career!”

Look at these clickbait titles! Su Ti La wanted to grab them one by one and tear them to shreds!

Fortunately, she was a professional. After ten years of ups and downs in the entertainment industry, she had accumulated countless connections. Where the wind blew, the grass moved, and someone quickly came to tip her off, informing her that Xiao Li Li had gathered a few actresses and was preparing to fan the flames of this matter.

Since her debut, Qiu Qing Shi had encountered many professional haters causing trouble and controlling the narrative. Su Ti La was long used to it and handed the matter entirely over to Public Relations. Before the incident could fully surface, it was suppressed overnight.

But industry gossip persisted, with people believing that Yao Xiang Yi was indeed controlling Qiu Qing Shi and preventing her from accepting roles.

Su Ti La could understand. In the eyes of outsiders, the Yao family was wealthy and influential. Yao Xiang Yi constantly wore a stern face, making everyone feel that she was the head of the household, constantly dominating Qiu Qing Shi.

Zhou Meng De’s concern was quite reasonable. After all, Yao Xiang Yi exuded an aura of “do not approach,” which made even him nervous.

Su Ti La was careful with her words, explaining, “You worry too much. Qing Shi is a good actress. How could she not be tempted by a good script?”

Zhou Meng De was somewhat relieved and bid her goodbye.

Su Ti La took a brief rest, printed the script, tapped the papers neatly on the desk, and then stapled them together.

The heat from the A4 paper, mixed with the smell of ink, lightly choked her. She sniffed and suddenly discovered someone standing at the door.

It was none other than Qiu Qing Shi!

She stood there motionless, her expression extremely complex, showing grievance, resentment, panic, and sorrow…

With a blink of her eyes, all those emotions vanished, replaced by a deadly killing intent.

The only thing unchanged was the two large thermos containers she held.

Su Ti La shivered, asking as calmly as possible, “What happened?”

Qiu Qing Shi found a spot to sit down, placing the thermos containers on the coffee table, and pressed her small hands against her chest to soothe the pain in her heart.

She changed the subject, asking, “Why did you want to see me?”

Su Ti La walked over and sat opposite her, pushing the script toward her: “Director Zhou called several times. He was anxious this time and simply emailed the script. His films are guaranteed quality, and the production team is the best in the industry. Many actors are fighting tooth and nail for a supporting role. Please consider it again.”

Su Ti La moved her chair closer to Qiu Qing Shi, leaning in to say, “CEO Yao also discussed it with me. By the sound of it, she intends for you to accept the role.”

At the mention of Yao Xiang Yi, Qiu Qing Shi became furious.

She grabbed the script, rolled it up, and placed it in her bag, her eyes curving into a sneer: “She’s the boss, and what she says goes. I’ll take it back and look at it.”

Su Ti La once again felt a chill, and dense goosebumps rose on her tattooed arm.

She rubbed her arm, picked up the remote, and turned off the air conditioner.

“Also, the reality show starts filming in August. You need to hurry up and work on CEO Yao’s mindset.”

“CEO Yao has reviewed the C-brand advertisement. There’s no problem. The brand has set the official announcement for three days from now.”

CEO Yao, CEO Yao, CEO Yao!

Is this never going to end?!

Qiu Qing Shi forced a smile: “Are you done?”

Su Ti La shrank back, leaning against the chair: “…Do you have something else you need to do?”

Qiu Qing Shi stood up, pretending to be nonchalant, saying, “I have some domestic matters to attend to.”

Yao Xiang Yi’s physical fitness was not great. After years of working at a desk, her body had unknowingly shown signs of sub-health.

When Qiu Qing Shi rested at home, she would demand that Yao Xiang Yi take an hour to do some aerobic exercise, occasionally trying anaerobic training. This was how her abdominal definition was acquired.

However, Qiu Qing Shi was always tied up in film crews, making supervision inconvenient, so Yao Xiang Yi would seize the opportunity to slack off. Her exercise was not consistent, with her exercising one day and resting for two.

Yet, she always blamed Qiu Qing Shi for being too busy, causing her to sleep alone and have insufficient activity in bed.

Whenever this was mentioned, Qiu Qing Shi would scoff.

Now, Yao Xiang Yi regretted it. The blonde beauty’s stamina was simply too good. Playing and bouncing around all afternoon was not enough. After dinner, she suggested going to the mountaintop to overlook the city’s night view.

Had she known this, she should have brought Qin Chun and a few secretaries to help her shoulder the heavy burden.

At eleven in the evening, the blonde beauty finally finished her exhausting activities. She sat resting on a long bench at a convenience store at the foot of the mountain, enjoying the dynamic music of Phoenix Legend and the dancing of the older ladies on the wall-mounted television.

She watched with concentration, her body swaying along.

At this moment, Yao Xiang Yi saw a glimmer of hope for survival and notified the driver to pick them up.

Before getting into the car, the blonde beauty, still not having had enough, invited Yao Xiang Yi to go boating the next day.

On the way back, Yao Xiang Yi was collapsed in the comfortable back seat. Her upbringing was ingrained in her bones, so her posture was not entirely unrestrained, her spine semi-erect.

Exhausted, she wanted to close her eyes and intensely missed Qiu Qing Shi’s warm embrace. This was probably the motivation for earning money and supporting the family.

After the video call with Qiu Qing Shi, her phone had run out of power. Once Yao Xiang Yi had rested enough, she found a spare data cable in the car door’s storage compartment and charged the phone.

As soon as it turned on, the message notification popped up.

Yao Xiang Yi read them one by one, her pupils contracting sharply.

Qin Chun: [CEO Yao, Madam waited for you in the office all afternoon. She seems a little angry.]

Yao Xiang Yi suddenly sprang upright, as if she had been burned.

I’m finished! Finished!

Her lie had been discovered.

Filled with panic and tension, Yao Xiang Yi stealthily pushed open the hotel room door. The room inside was pitch black.

“Phew—”

She let out a long breath.

It was a feeling of glee at having dodged a life-or-death calamity.

She massaged her scattered bones, poured a glass of red wine, and intended to take a hot bath. Once her mind and body were completely relaxed, she would figure out a perfect plan to coax her wife.

She slipped into the bathroom and flipped on the light.

She was immediately so frightened that her scalp exploded.

“Mother of God!!”

Yao Xiang Yi, utterly terrified, hugged herself tightly, her features crumpled like a steamed bun. She wished she could hide in a crack in the wall.

Qiu Qing Shi was sitting quietly in the bathtub. Her long hair, wet like seaweed, hung down, obscuring half of her gloomy face.

Perhaps due to soaking for a long time, the exposed skin appeared an unnatural, cold white.

Yet, her lips were bright red, like blood.

Her entire being held a morbid, enchanting beauty.

Bathroom, naked body, beauty… On any normal day, Yao Xiang Yi would have been instantly aroused, but now, she only wanted to go to a temple and beg for a safety charm.

“Darling,” Yao Xiang Yi said, “You’re taking a bath… why didn’t you turn on the light?”

Qiu Qing Shi’s voice echoed chillingly in the bathroom: “It cannot illuminate my desolate heart.”

What year’s trendy, melodramatic internet saying is this?

Yao Xiang Yi fumbled for the vanity, turned on the faucet, scooped up a handful of cold water, and splashed it on her face, signaling herself to relax.

She adjusted her expression in the mirror, walked over, summoned the courage to squat beside the bathtub, and feigned ignorance: “Darling, did I make you unhappy again?”

Qiu Qing Shi responded by lifting her head, her gaze floating with a thin layer of ice.

“I cooked many of your favorite dishes for you today.”

Yao Xiang Yi swallowed, her throat moving, and she belatedly said, “…Thank you, darling. That must have been tiring.”

Finally, she tried to curry favor by planting a kiss on Qiu Qing Shi’s cheek.

Qiu Qing Shi continued: “I sent them to your company, but you weren’t there. And you lied to me!”

In the second half of the sentence, Qiu Qing Shi, utilizing her skilled line delivery, spoke with clenched-teeth fury.

“Where did you go?”

Yao Xiang Yi was like a fish on a cutting board, struggling in vain: “I was accompanying a client.”

Qiu Qing Shi slowly picked up a… golf club from the bathtub.

Its superb metal quality, from every angle, fully displayed its nobility.

Qiu Qing Shi’s smile was not a smile, and her dark eyes were bottomless: “Did accompanying a client require lying?”

Yao Xiang Yi’s survival instinct burned fiercely. Adhering to the principle of “leniency for confession, severity for resistance,” she confessed without any struggle: “I went to see… Bai Meng Zhao first, and then accompanied the client…”

Boom!

Five thunderbolts struck Qiu Qing Shi’s head!

She said, disappointed, “Well done, CEO Yao. Juggling a pure college student and a hot blonde beauty.”

Yao Xiang Yi tentatively pressed down on the golf club, her movement gentle, like an act of appeasement: “Darling, it’s a misunderstanding. That blonde woman is indeed a company client. If you don’t believe me, you can ask at the company.”

Qiu Qing Shi coldly snorted: “Everyone in the company takes orders from you! What you say goes. My asking would be pointless!”

“That’s not true!” Yao Xiang Yi protested.

She immediately corrected her attitude and said righteously, “Lying was wrong of me. I apologize.”

“You admit it?”

“Yes, I admit it.”

Qiu Qing Shi’s expression could no longer be contained. Her eye corners flushed red, and with a sob, she said, “You bastard! You actually lied to me… for Bai Meng Zhao.”

Yao Xiang Yi cried out ‘Oh, no’ in her heart. She wanted to explain, but then realized that Qiu Qing Shi’s words were not wrong.

It was truly impossible to straighten out the matter.

“Darling, please don’t cry first.”

Qiu Qing Shi bit her lower lip: “Fine. I’ll make you cry.”

Yao Xiang Yi: “!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The golf club reflected a cold light…

Slowly extended…

The club head pushed against Yao Xiang Yi’s face…