Helping My Ex-Wife Find Love Every Day - Chapter 48

Qiu Qing Shi came to the company early because she wanted to discuss Duó Biāo with Su Ti La.

The script was indeed well-written. Any ambitious actor would be tempted by it.

However, there were many factors to consider.

Director Zhou Meng De held a crucial position in the film industry, and his demands were naturally stringent. He had only directed four films in the past decade.

Someone had once done a statistical analysis: the four films had an average filming period of twelve months, longer than most television series.

Once filming began, Zhou Meng De would enforce closed-set shooting to allow the actors to fully immerse themselves in the script and the role. This meant Qiu Qing Shi would have to clear her schedule for at least a year, accepting no commercial events or endorsements.

Duó Biāo was clearly a film Zhou Meng De was aiming for awards with.

Two years ago, he was nominated for Best Director at the Venice International Film Festival. Domestic and international entertainment media and prominent film critics considered him a hot favorite to win, and after hearing so much praise, he himself believed it to be true. However, the Golden Lion Award was surprisingly given to an American film about school violence.

The country was in an uproar.

The unattainable always causes a restless yearning.

The Golden Lion Award had since become the “white moonlight” in Zhou Meng De’s heart.

The fact that he personally wrote the script for Duó Biāo this time showed his ambition, which perfectly aligned with Qiu Qing Shi’s own desires.

She was indeed the youngest Grand Slam actress in China to win the triple crown (Golden Rooster, Hundred Flowers, Huabiao Awards), but she wasn’t satisfied with that. Her nomination for Best Actress at the Berlin International Film Festival last year had made her yearn for higher recognition.

She wanted to accept such an excellent script.

However…

“One year is really too long,” Qiu Qing Shi said, looking at the traffic below the building.

Su Ti La sat behind her office desk, facing her, rubbing her right temple. She misunderstood, “Indeed, you would have to turn down many endorsements and brand events, which is a considerable loss.”

If Qiu Qing Shi were an unknown minor actress, one year, or even two, wouldn’t matter much to the company. Unfortunately, she was not.

As a top-tier star with both talent and national popularity, countless high-end luxury brands were fighting over her. The accumulated value of these was a huge sum of money.

“I’m not worried about that,” Qiu Qing Shi shrugged, admitting honestly, “The Boss isn’t short on money.”

That’s true. If she throws three hundred million at you every day, no amount of luxury endorsements can compensate for that.

“Then what are you worried about?”

Qiu Qing Shi picked up the coffee from the side table, swirling it clockwise with a golden spoon. The light in her eyes spun, and she spoke casually, “Bai Meng Zhao.”

Su Ti La slammed a fist on the keyboard and exclaimed, “Is she still bothering CEO Yao?”

Qiu Qing Shi’s lips had just touched the coffee cup, but she paused because of that remark: “She is bothering Yao Xiang Yi, and Yao Xiang Yi is also… quite enthusiastic toward her.”

Su Ti La: That’s terrifying as hell!

“So Yao really has… intentions to cheat.”

Qiu Qing Shi’s face darkened: “Yao Xiang Yi said she only sees her as a sister.”

Su Ti La was stunned: “What kind of scumbag talk is that!”

Qiu Qing Shi immediately looked Su Ti La in the eye and said, “Don’t you dare call my Boss a scumbag.” Only I can say that.

Su Ti La steered the conversation back on track: “Are you worried that during the year you’re on set, you won’t be able to accompany CEO Yao, and Bai Meng Zhao will take advantage of the situation?”

Qiu Qing Shi nodded.

She was half a year younger than Yao Xiang Yi. Yao Xiang Yi had also treated her like a sister since childhood, but once that period arrived, she tricked her into being her girlfriend, tricked her into bed, and tricked her into becoming the Mrs. Yao.

And now, here comes another Sister Bai…

Qiu Qing Shi narrowed her eyes: “Help me come up with an idea to send Bai Meng Zhao far away. At least while I’m filming, she should not be in Haishi.”

Yao Xiang Yi arrived on the nineteenth floor just as Qiu Qing Shi had left.

Su Ti La informed her that she had left just two minutes ago and was probably just reaching the parking lot.

Yao Xiang Yi quickly took the elevator to chase after her. As she emerged from the elevator car, she happened to see Qiu Qing Shi driving past her in her small sports car.

Qiu Qing Shi clearly saw her and deliberately hit the brakes, waiting for her.

Yao Xiang Yi covered the distance in a couple of strides, reaching the car door and knocking on the window, wanting to speak with Qiu Qing Shi.

Qiu Qing Shi didn’t let her have her way. She honked the horn, signaling Yao Xiang Yi to step back, then released the brake and drove away.

She drove off with the imposing air of “I am number one in the world.”

Yao Xiang Yi watched the retreating rear of the car, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

She said indulgently, “Little thing, playing the ‘catch and release’ game again.”

It was like a fish about to take the bait, but the angler suddenly reeled in the line.

It left her suspended, an agonizing itch in her heart.

However, Yao Xiang Yi enjoyed it. This was probably what they called marital fun.

Being glued together every day held no novelty. An occasional spat was highly entertaining and irresistible.

Yao Xiang Yi adored this charming little wife of hers.

Love crowded her chest, full to the brim, and her breath tasted sweet like strawberries.

Back in the CEO’s office, she couldn’t resist calling her charming little wife, spewing a barrage of suggestive talk.

“Darling, come back. I want to f- you.”

Qiu Qing Shi’s car was winding along the elevated road. Her phone was connected to the car’s Bluetooth, running navigation, and when she answered Yao Xiang Yi’s call, the car’s speakers amplified her magnetic, suggestive voice several times over, echoing inside the cabin.

It felt like an electric current running through her body. Every nerve ending and every pore tingled, and even her hair strands were trembling.

Qiu Qing Shi’s legs went soft; she almost couldn’t steady her foot on the accelerator. Her eyes held a shy smile.

Her words, however, refused to concede: “CEO Yao, have you forgotten? You won’t have a sex life for the next year.”

“Then I’ll pre-pay next year’s.”

“Impossible.”

“Darling, if I save up all my desires for a year, you definitely won’t be able to handle it when the time comes.”

Qiu Qing Shi’s face was flushed and ears were burning, but she retorted, “I can handle it!”

Yao Xiang Yi then helped her recall their all-night activity on their wedding night four years ago.

In the middle, Qiu Qing Shi begged for mercy six times, cried five times, and asked her to stop four times.

“B-b-b-back then, I hadn’t filmed any fight scenes yet! My physical foundation wasn’t good!”

Qiu Qing Shi argued fiercely: “Absence makes the heart grow stronger. On the contrary, your stamina is getting worse every year. It used to be an hour at a time; now it’s only half an hour.”

Yao Xiang Yi raised an eyebrow: “Darling, half an hour was your request. The night before last, you were crying and shouting—”

Yao Xiang Yi obediently complied.

After a moment of silence, she said boldly, “It’s been a while since we had a car ‘vibration.'”

Immediately, Yao Xiang Yi began to describe the entire process of their last car zhèn (vibration/sex) in detail, using a deliberately suggestive, muffled voice from beginning to end.

Qiu Qing Shi couldn’t drive any longer. She turned on her signal light, pulled into a small road, and parked on the side.

She adjusted herself into a comfortable position, leaning back against the seat, thoroughly enjoying listening.

Her heart pounded wildly.

She chimed in occasionally.

They always went to the semi-mountain villa for this kind of thing because Qiu Qing Shi was a public figure. Doing that outdoors meant the risk of paparazzi hiding nearby and taking candid photos.

The semi-mountain villas each had an independent parking space. Driving the car in and lowering the roller door created a private space, so she didn’t have to worry about the paparazzi and could do whatever she pleased.

Speaking of which, it had been a long time… since they went to the semi-mountain villa.

Stop, stop!

Qiu Qing Shi patted her flushed face.

Yao Xiang Yi said, “I’m staying at Gu Yuan’s house. Come tonight, and we can have a car ‘vibration’.”

“No.”

“Darling.”

“I’m not your darling. Bai Meng Zhao is.”

“Nonsense.” Yao Xiang Yi said sternly.

Qiu Qing Shi slapped the steering wheel: “Try to be fierce with me again!”

Yao Xiang Yi coaxed her gently: “How about tomorrow night?”

“Not tomorrow night either.”

Yao Xiang Yi kept sweet-talking: “I bought you a yacht and a jet. You should at least give me something in return.”

“I’ll return them, I’ll return everything.”

“You are not allowed to return them.”

Qiu Qing Shi: “Nyah nyah nyah nyah~”

She figured the time was right, and since she had accepted his gifts, she conceded somewhat: “I have to meet Director Zhou Meng De for dinner to discuss the new drama. I’ll come find you after I’m done.”

Yao Xiang Yi wanted her to accept the role, as good scripts were rare. She negotiated: “How about I go to the semi-mountain villa now and wait for you… so you can focus on your work afterward?”

Qiu Qing Shi refused mercilessly: “Dream on.”

“Fine,” Yao Xiang Yi sounded quite disappointed, “How many days will you be busy?”

“As short as half a month, as long as three to five years.”

“Why would it take that long?”

Before she finished speaking, Qiu Qing Shi hung up. Only a dial tone remained in the receiver.

Yao Xiang Yi froze, staring at her phone for a long time, unable to process what had happened.

That’s not right.

How come Qiu Qing Shi keeps leading me around by the nose lately?

She couldn’t help but reflect…

Sure enough, she has brought this trouble upon herself. Qiu Qing Shi’s arrogance is entirely the result of her daily pampering.

In the following days, Yao Xiang Yi felt as if she and Qiu Qing Shi were reliving their first love, greeting each other three times a day: good morning, good afternoon, and good evening.

Apart from work, they were always on the phone, sharing everything they saw and heard each day. Whenever they encountered interesting things, beautiful scenery, or cute pets, they would take a photo and send it to the other person.

They had pioneered a new type of relationship—the “city-based long-distance relationship.”

They were both enjoying it immensely.

Before they knew it, the end of the month arrived.

Yao Xiang Yi’s persistent use of sweet talk successfully breached Qiu Qing Shi’s wall of resentment. Qiu Qing Shi pardoned her great sin of treating Bai Meng Zhao as a sister and agreed to come to the semi-mountain villa that night for a night of bliss.

Yao Xiang Yi’s patience was finally rewarded. She left work early and personally went to a boutique to select a bikini for Qiu Qing Shi, choosing not for fit, but for price.

The sales clerk had never encountered a customer so obsessed with bikinis. The air of spending money recklessly was mesmerizing. In less than ten minutes, they had helped her complete their monthly sales quota.

They showed extreme enthusiasm, giving her a grand send-off, carrying all the shopping bags to her car.

Yao Xiang Yi sincerely thanked them, slipped a stack of cash to each as a tip, and attached a business card.

Putting on her sunglasses, she said, “Notify me when you have new arrivals.”

The sales clerks grinned from ear to ear: No problem!

The sun set in the west, and the afterglow stained half the sky red.

Several luxury cars, of various colors and models, were parked outside the Chi family’s gate. Yao Xiang Yi recognized most of the license plates.

Her Maybach couldn’t drive in, so she parked it in the corner. As soon as she got out, she heard deafening rock music coming from the house, guessing that Chi Gu Yuan was throwing a party. She shook her head in frustration.

She opened the trunk, took all the shopping bags in her hands, climbed the steps, and knocked on the door.

The woman who opened the door was a stranger to Yao Xiang Yi, but she looked young, about eighteen or nineteen, with a face full of collagen.

Yao Xiang Yi nodded and stepped inside.

She instantly froze!

Women!!

The whole house was full of women!!!

The whole house was full of women wearing bikinis!!!!

Chi Gu Yuan, like a rabbit, hopped toward her, waving: “Boss, you came back just in time! The pool party has just started!”

She scurried to stand in front of Yao Xiang Yi: “I was going to keep it a secret and give you this party as a surprise.”

She spread her arms and spun around in place: “Do you like it?”

Yao Xiang Yi: Like my ass.

If this reached Qiu Qing Shi’s ears, it would be a disaster.

Yao Xiang Yi turned to leave.

Chi Gu Yuan grabbed her: “Huh? What did you buy? So much stuff?”

She looked down and grinned suggestively: “Wow, so many bikinis! Did you know we were having a pool party tonight?”

Yao Xiang Yi maintained her composure and said, “Goodbye.”

Chi Gu Yuan was incredibly insensitive. She cupped her hands around her mouth like a megaphone and yelled, “Sisters, CEO Yao bought a bunch of bikinis for you all!”

Yao Xiang Yi exploded: I believed your nonsense!

Most of the women knew Yao Xiang Yi. They swarmed her, each calling out, “Thank you, CEO Yao Boss.”

Yao Xiang Yi desperately tried to defend her bags, but their collective strength was too much. In the blink of an eye, they had ransacked her, clutching the shopping bags and rushing into the bedrooms to change into their new outfits.

Qiu Qing Shi was like a young girl meeting her lover for the first time. She spent the entire afternoon putting on makeup and dressing up meticulously. Finally, she sprayed on perfume and blew a kiss goodbye to Qiu Fugui and Aunt Mi.

She radiated a vibrant, spring-like energy.

The shrewd Qiu Fugui saw everything, advising her to drive slowly and be safe.

Qiu Qing Shi responded, twisted the doorknob, and left home.

While waiting for the elevator, she scrolled through her Moments (WeChat feed).

The first post on the page was the latest update from that superficial girlfriend who had “Yao Xiang Yi as her standard for choosing a partner”—

The photo showed her posing with two other friends. The three were wearing revealing bikinis, striking artificial poses.

They showed off their waists, legs, and cleavage.

The location was the Semi-Mountain Villa.

Qiu Qing Shi: “?????”

Qiu Qing Shi: “!!!!!”

Qiu Qing Shi scoffed, sneered, laughed coldly, and then laughed maniacally from extreme fury.

And the laughter gradually turned distorted.

She tapped her WeChat app. Her fingers trembled with rage as she typed a string of text.

InvincibleCutieQiu: [Boss, so tonight is a group activity.]