Helping My Ex-Wife Find Love Every Day - Chapter 59

Yao Xiang Yi wanted to escape, but with Qiu Qing Shi straddling her waist, she couldn’t move: “Babe… I can explain.”

As she spoke, she grabbed another pillow and covered her face.

This position, right now, made her feel entirely too vulnerable.

Qiu Qing Shi snatched the pillow and threw it far away, panting heavily: “Fine, explain! Immediately! Right now!”

Yao Xiang Yi hesitated. How should she explain?

Tell Qiu Qing Shi that she needed to foster affectionate interaction between her and Bai Meng Zhao to gain ‘Sweetness Value’?

Clearly, Qiu Qing Shi wouldn’t believe that.

But what other reason could possibly explain all this?

Qiu Qing Shi bit her lip stubbornly, supplying the reason for her: “Bai Meng Zhao is the mistress you keep outside!”

“Absolutely not.”

“You keep talking about how pitiful she is, you tricked me into signing her into Jing Hong, but behind my back, you’re promoting her, and even using my own manager to do it! Don’t you think that’s too much!”

Yao Xiang Yi sat up and hugged her: “Since Bai Meng Zhao is transferring to our company, I have to give her some benefits, right? One reality show to whitewash her and establish a new image. An audition opportunity for a major film. Besides, she might not even pass the audition…”

Bai Meng Zhao was one hundred percent guaranteed to pass the audition!

As the female protagonist of the original novel, she had to be backed by the protagonist’s halo—Yao Xiang Yi firmly believed this.

Qiu Qing Shi used both hands to aggressively rub Yao Xiang Yi’s beautiful face to vent her anger: “But you don’t need to put her everywhere I go!”

Participating in the reality show, Bai Meng Zhao is there!

Potentially starring in the movie, Bai Meng Zhao is still there!

She would be annoyed every single day.

“Yao Xiang Yi, you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”

“I want you to mentor her.”

“No, why should I!”

“Because she can earn you money.”

Yao Xiang Yi used the pronoun “you,” not “us,” to clearly state the fact that Jing Hong Entertainment belonged exclusively to Qiu Qing Shi.

Qiu Qing Shi’s face fluctuated between white and green: “I don’t need it. I’m telling you, I won’t sign her. Give up.”

She immediately jumped out of bed and walked toward the bathroom.

Yao Xiang Yi turned sideways, appreciating her exquisite, curvy figure, and coaxed softly: “Baby…”

Qiu Qing Shi said sullenly: “Don’t call me Baby.”

“We haven’t finished yet.”

“It was just a one-night stand. If it’s not finished, it’s not finished.”

Yao Xiang Yi laughed, picked up a bathrobe from the foot of the bed and put it on. She chased into the bathroom, embracing Qiu Qing Shi from behind and refusing to let go.

“We are a married couple; saying ‘one-night stand’ makes us sound like strangers.” She pecked Qiu Qing Shi’s shoulder hollow.

Qiu Qing Shi stepped on her foot, broke free from her embrace, and stood under the showerhead: “Married couple? CEO Yao, you must be joking. I’ve been divorced and single for a long time.”

Bringing up divorce again.

This issue had clearly become Qiu Qing Shi’s trump card; every time they argued, she pulled out the biggest bomb.

Yao Xiang Yi had no choice but to coax her: “It’s the weekend tomorrow. I’ll take you shopping.”

Qiu Qing Shi turned on the shower. The comfortable hot water rained down on her fair, flushed skin, streaming down in warm, soothing currents: “I’m not going.”

The steam spread, surrounding them in a warm, pleasant glow. Yao Xiang Yi turned on the ventilation, leaning casually against the doorway, genuinely enjoying the view: “Come on. You used to love it when I went shopping with you.”

“I don’t like it now.” Qiu Qing Shi turned her back.

“It’s settled then.” Yao Xiang Yi pretended not to hear, stepped out, and closed the door for her.

Returning to the bed, her expression instantly hardened like a Sichuan Opera face change.

You’re something else, Su Ti La. How dare you betray me.

She found her own phone under the pillow.

Sugar Daddy Yao: [You’ve lost your year-end bonus this year.]

It took Su Ti La two minutes to reply: [CEO Yao, did I do something wrong?]

Still playing dumb!

Yao Xiang Yi’s thumb flew across the keyboard.

Sugar Daddy Yao: [Do you not know in your heart.jpg]

Su Ti La wept to herself.

It’s over, she found out I told on her.

CEO Yao is going to kill me.

Terrified, shivering, and uneasy, she quickly sought help from Mrs. Yao, Qiu Qing Shi.

Tiramisu: [[Crying] How did CEO Yao find out I told on her? Quick, save me.]

Cutie Ah Qiu: [This is Yao Xiang Yi. The Madam is taking a shower. If you have anything to say, please communicate directly with me.]

Cutie Ah Qiu: [[I’m watching you, watching you, intently.jpg]]

Su Ti La: Wuwuwu, Mom, save me.

Women are naturally crazy about shopping, but today, Qiu Qing Shi was completely uninterested, having been dragged by Yao Xiang Yi to a nearby shopping district.

Entering a high-end luxury boutique, she slumped lazily onto the sofa, focusing on playing on her phone.

She wasn’t covering her face with a mask or sunglasses. The sales associates recognized her and were so excited their eyes nearly popped out.

The store manager, a seasoned veteran, reminded the associates to remain calm: “These two are major benefactors, especially Yao Xiang Yi. Pile all the most expensive bags in front of her!”

The associates exhibited extreme professionalism, their smiles blooming like flowers. They each held up small square bags, bucket bags, and camera bags, standing before Yao Xiang Yi and Qiu Qing Shi.

The associate on the left seized the initiative: “Film Empress Qiu, this white tote bag uses a large area of the original colour, with our classic hidden pattern on the bottom. It’s a newly released vintage style that perfectly matches your temperament.”

Yao Xiang Yi pinched Qiu Qing Shi’s knee: “Do you like it?”

Qiu Qing Shi sat elegantly with her legs crossed and leaned languidly on the armrest, looking listless. She exuded an aura of “The affections and time of these years were ultimately misplaced,” and gave Yao Xiang Yi a side glance with an “I don’t want to talk to you, you heartless woman” look.

Yao Xiang Yi, knowing she was at fault, deferred to her in everything and told the associate: “My wife doesn’t like it. Please show us a different style.”

The associate on the right had been waiting for a long time: “How about mine? It’s the Poseidon series, multi-grain cowhide—understated luxury with substance.”

Yao Xiang Yi took the bag and held it out to Qiu Qing Shi: “What do you think?”

Qiu Qing Shi was engrossed in playing Battlegrounds: “It’s alright, I guess.”

Yao Xiang Yi realized she was genuinely, deeply angry—the kind of anger where she wouldn’t even protect Yao Xiang Yi’s reputation in front of strangers.

Yao Xiang Yi turned back to the associates: “Please wrap them all up for me.”

She reached for her wallet, then suddenly remembered all her bank cards were with Qiu Qing Shi. In the face of the associates’ enthusiastic gazes, she awkwardly cleared her throat, shifted her body, and whispered in Qiu Qing Shi’s ear: “Baby, bank card.”

Qiu Qing Shi was picking up an S12K shotgun in the game and was in the middle of a firefight: “It’s in my bag. Get it yourself.”

The bag… was pressed behind Qiu Qing Shi’s waist. Yao Xiang Yi reached for it and accidentally shoved Qiu Qing Shi, causing her to get a headshot in the game instantly.

“You!” Qiu Qing Shi glared at her angrily.

“Mind your socialite composure.” Yao Xiang Yi winked at her, pulled out a bank card, and handed it to an associate.

Qiu Qing Shi pressed her tongue against her palate and silently recited a poem about letting go of anger.

Life is like a play, we gather because of fate.

Why lose temper over trifles, thinking back, what’s the use.

It’s not easy to support each other until old age, shouldn’t we cherish it more…

Who wants to support Yao Xiang Yi until old age!

What is there to cherish about a complete scumbag!

Halfway through the recitation of Don’t Be Angry, Qiu Qing Shi became even angrier.

But she struggled to maintain her composure. Without waiting for Yao Xiang Yi to finish paying, she tossed her long hair and strode away.

Yao Xiang Yi tried to stop her: “Baby, your wallet is still with me.”

In the parking lot, Yao Xiang Yi placed the shopping bags in the back seat and sat in the passenger seat. Seeing that Qiu Qing Shi was still giving her the cold shoulder, she said with a clear smile: “I accompanied you shopping. Stop sulking.”

Qiu Qing Shi retorted indignantly: “Did I ask you to come? I was sleeping soundly, and you forced me out the door.”

Yao Xiang Yi was humbly apologetic: “I just wanted to make you happy, Baby.”

“I’ll be happy if you don’t sign Bai Meng Zhao.”

Yao Xiang Yi’s humility vanished: “…I can’t do that.”

Qiu Qing Shi felt a surge of old blood clog her chest. She thumped her chest, regretting having married the wrong person, and put on an eye mask to shield herself from this undeserving world and catch up on sleep.

Yao Xiang Yi didn’t disturb her, driving steadily to provide Qiu Qing Shi with the ultimate sleeping experience.

Qiu Qing Shi’s eyelashes fluttered. She was sleeping deeply and peacefully, even having a dream.

In the dream, she returned to ‘Chronicles of the Phoenix,’ holding a whip, standing in the middle of a prison cell, fiercely whipping Yao Xiang Yi, who was tied up and bound to a wooden stake.

With every lash, she spoke harshly.

Yao Xiang Yi cried and begged for mercy.

“I won’t look for anyone else!”

“I won’t look for anyone else!”

This dream is truly satisfying!

She wished she would never wake up.

Qiu Qing Shi’s mood improved accordingly.

The moment she took off the eye mask, seeing Yao Xiang Yi’s gorgeous face again, she instantly became unhappy.

Then she noticed the unfamiliar yet slightly familiar scenery outside the windshield, and a faint scent of disinfectant in the air.

“Where is this?”

“Hai City First People’s Hospital.”

“Why are we here?”

Yao Xiang Yi unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned over, and firmly grasped Qiu Qing Shi’s wrists: “Bai Meng Zhao comes here every day to care for her hospitalized adoptive mother.”

The utterly enraged Qiu Qing Shi exploded.

“Yao Xiang Yi, I’ll scratch you to death!” She struggled desperately, trying to break free from Yao Xiang Yi’s restraint.

Yao Xiang Yi had anticipated this move and held her tightly, refusing to let go.

“Calm down.”

“I can’t calm down.”

“Yes, you can. No matter when or where, you must not forget your identity as the Number One Socialite of Hai City!”

Yao Xiang Yi had a difficult story to tell. Circumstances required it. As long as Qiu Qing Shi didn’t meet Bai Meng Zhao, she wouldn’t gain any ‘Sweetness Value’. Death was knocking at the door, so she had to act fast.

Even if the two women were miles apart, she had to risk everything to push them together.

“We’re just going to visit Bai Meng Zhao’s mother, and then we’ll leave right away.”

“No, no, no, absolutely not.”

“You are now the boss of Jing Hong Entertainment. Showing concern for a future employee will help Bai Meng Zhao sign with Jing Hong.”

“You were waiting for me here, weren’t you? No wonder you insisted on dragging me shopping! You wanted to trick me into coming to the hospital! Yao Xiang Yi, you are utterly rotten!”

Yao Xiang Yi, whose motives were exposed, absolutely refused to admit it and pleaded: “Just help me out, Baby.”

Qiu Qing Shi opened her mouth, revealing a row of small white teeth, and bit her on the back of the hand.

Yao Xiang Yi winced in pain and had to let go. Watching Qiu Qing Shi jump out of the car and run, she quickly chased after her.

The hospital had many patients, and there were no parking spots left inside, so Yao Xiang Yi had parked the car by the roadside. With people coming and going, many stopped in front of their car to watch the commotion.

Yao Xiang Yi couldn’t worry about too much. She took a long stride, rounded the front of the car, and grabbed Qiu Qing Shi’s arm.

“Please, Baby.”

“I love you for ten thousand years.”

“Muah muah.”

“Heart shape.”

Having said this, she didn’t forget to pout her lips.

Qiu Qing Shi was speechless: Where is the formidable CEO I know?

A cold voice cut in from behind: “Excuse me, could the two of you please move? You’re blocking my way.”

Yao Xiang Yi turned her head, and it was none other than Ji Ping Han!

She was gripping the steering wheel, wearing sunglasses, and leaning her head out from the window of a maroon Lincoln Navigator.

A black line, two black lines, three black lines dropped from Yao Xiang Yi’s head.

Aaaaaah!

She saw me acting cute!

My CEO persona is utterly shattered!

I might as well die in a plane crash!