Helping My Ex-Wife Find Love Every Day - Chapter 6

CEO Yao was a CEO with integrity. After enduring the baptism of Qiu Qing Shi’s small fists, she stubbornly refused to share the same bed and strongly demanded to sleep separately.

Qiu Qing Shi, certain she was cheating, was also happy to avoid sleeping in the same bed with different dreams. She declared boldly: “If we’re sleeping separately, we’re sleeping separately.”

Following Qiu Qing Shi’s physical threats, Yao Xiangyi hugged a quilt and a pillow and went to sleep on the sofa at the foot of the bed.

The moment she lay on the sofa, a sense of shame from losing all dignity swelled up. Angrily, she sent a WeChat message to Su Ti La, strictly forbidding Qiu Qing Shi from accepting any more martial arts roles and demanding that she only take “Silly, White, and Sweet” roles!

Speaking of “Silly, White, and Sweet,” she thought of the original female lead, Bai Meng Zhao.

Based on her recent research into shoujo (romantic comedy) idol dramas and outdated novels, she estimated Bai Meng Zhao’s character was indeed the “Silly, White, and Sweet” type.

She, a generational CEO, actually lost to a ‘Silly, White, and Sweet’?!

She was furious!

The more she thought about it, the more unfair she felt the heavens were. She simply sat up and gave Qiu Qing Shi an elegant, big eye-roll.

Feeling somewhat relieved, she lay back down to sleep.

Qiu Qing Shi, who was applying eye cream: “…………”

The next morning, the sky was bright and clear, the breeze gentle and refreshing, and the air held a slight chill.

Qiu Qing Shi maintained the consciousness of a famous socialite and lady. Even though she had argued with her wife last night, she still woke up early this morning and, without changing her expression, went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Yao Xiangyi.

Before leaving the room, she dramatically pulled open the curtains. Sunlight burst into the room, making Yao Xiangyi’s eyelids burn.

Yao Xiangyi’s eyelashes trembled non-stop, and she burrowed herself deeper into the thin quilt.

Usually, at this time, Qiu Qing Shi would gently pull back the quilt, kiss and hug her, and add a few sweet words that would delight her heart.

She waited quietly in a hazy state for Qiu Qing Shi’s affectionate touches, but after waiting and waiting, there was no sound.

Poking her head out from the quilt, she saw no sign of Qiu Qing Shi.

As her memory returned, Yao Xiangyi realized: Right, she and Qiu Qing Shi are fighting.

She got up and went to the bathroom, where she saw the mouthwash cup on the sink was already filled with water, and a toothbrush lay across the top. The toothpaste was a faint green, her usual mint flavor.

This is how a couple lives: just a small detail is enough to fill the heart with warmth.

Qiu Qing Shi was usually busy with work, but whenever she was home, she could be called virtuous and considerate.

Yao Xiangyi covered her warm, swelling heart with a light sigh.

She and Qiu Qing Shi had known each other since childhood—same primary school, same class in middle school, same desk in high school, dating in university, and marrying right after graduation. They were not something one could simply give up.

She looked at herself in the mirror, grief welling up from within.

Suddenly, she noticed her left ear was significantly swollen, red, and slightly purple.

She was truly startled. She quickly wiped away the condensation on the mirror, leaned closer, and carefully examined it. There were tiny tooth marks on her ear that had already scabbed over.

Gosh!

Qiu Qing Shi truly was a Tibetan Mastiff!

Breakfast was egg sandwiches. To ensure Yao Xiangyi ate nutritiously, Qiu Qing Shi creatively layered a coating of yogurt-covered corn kernels on top, paired with a cup of freshly squeezed juice.

Perfect.

Qiu Qing Shi was satisfied. She snapped her fingers, declaring her success.

Aunt Mi, who was helping her in the kitchen, praised her for being both sophisticated outside and skilled in the kitchen. As she praised, she placed the food onto a tray and carried it to the dining room, where she saw Yao Xiangyi already sitting at the table.

She teased, “You’re obedient today. Usually, I have to beg you multiple times to get up.”

The wife comes back, and everything changes.

She changed the subject, saying, “You are so lucky to have married such a good wife as Qing Shi.”

Yao Xiangyi kept her eyes focused down. She raised her hand to tuck her long hair behind her ear, but the swollen ear looked particularly vivid in the bright sunlight…

Aunt Mi said, distressed: “Oh dear… what happened to that?”

Yao Xiangyi, completely composed, said, “I was bitten by a dog.”

Aunt Mi wouldn’t let up: “Whose dog? Did it get a rabies shot?”

Qiu Qing Shi, who had just taken off her apron and entered the room: “…………”

Today was Friday, approaching the weekend, and everyone in the company was restless. Qin Chun, however, didn’t dare to slack off at all. She notified all departments in advance that CEO Yao was arriving, telling them to muster 120,000 percent of their spirit.

The departments took the orders, scrubbing their areas until they were spotless and shiny. Employees stood straight like a pine and sat firm like a bell.

They were ready for CEO Yao’s arrival at any moment.

At nine o’clock, a Maybach 65S smoothly stopped below the tower. The driver got out, walked around the hood, and opened the door.

Qin Chun quickly ran to meet her, holding her palm above the car roof to act as a sunshade for Yao Xiangyi.

“CEO Yao,” she called.

Yao Xiangyi gave her a cold glance and didn’t respond.

Then, with long strides, she entered the revolving door.

The receptionists stood up, ready to respectfully bow ninety degrees, but before they could, they noticed Yao Xiangyi’s drastically changed appearance: long, flowing hair, fair skin, a slender waist, and the thick-rimmed glasses were nowhere to be seen. Her features were clear and refined like water.

Is this CEO Yao?

She’s this beautiful?

The receptionists exchanged glances, watching wide-eyed as Yao Xiangyi walked past them, surrounded by others, and entered the private elevator, leaving behind only the scent of bergamot, orange, and gardenia.

The moment the elevator doors closed, they rushed to take out their phones and sent messages to the various company work groups.

[@All Employees]

[Unbelievable, unbelievable. After taking one extra look at CEO Yao in the crowd, I swear I got pregnant.]

All employees: [Black man questioning face.jpg]

Before they could figure out what was going on, the second-floor finance department joined the excitement.

[Ahhhhh, I’m pregnant too! CEO Yao just inspected our department! Those upstairs, prepare to behold CEO Yao’s peerless beauty. I can’t take it, I need to go suck some oxygen.]

[I hate that my eyes were useless before and I didn’t appreciate CEO Yao’s beauty sooner.]

[Sisters, cry with me.]

[[Stormy crying.jpg]]

[[She got me drunk but wouldn’t sleep with me.jpg]]

[[Ma Jing Tao roaring cry.jpg]]

Next was the third floor.

[She’s here, she’s here! She’s walking in with her beauty!]

[Ah Wei is dead (a slang expression for being overwhelmed)! Why be a fangirl when CEO Yao is right here and so much better?]

[I’m not just pregnant, I’m having twins! All CEO Yao’s flesh and blood!]

[I’m having a second pregnancy directly!!! Ahhhhh!!!]

[I don’t care, my water just broke!!]

The other departments became anxious: [What is the situation exactly???]

To answer their confusion, a helpful colleague sent out two sneak-peek photos.

One was a back view: Yao Xiangyi in high heels and an indigo pleated skirt, her two fair, slender legs exposed, moving with a luminous, flawless grace.

The other was a front view: her demeanor was as exquisite as Xi Shi, especially her eyes, sparkling and bright like stars.

Other departments: [Holy Crap!!!]

Before long, someone else sent a third sneak-peek, a profile photo.

In the photo, a breeze came through the window, blowing Yao Xiangyi’s long hair and exposing her red and swollen “pig ear.”

All employees: [WTF! Who hurt our Husband CEO’s ear?]

This question sparked a heated discussion across the company.

Someone commented: [When CEO Yao came to our nineteenth floor, I was making coffee in the pantry. I had the honor of brushing past her, and I am absolutely certain I saw tooth marks on her ear—it was swollen from being bitten!]

As soon as this was said, the employees’ discussion soared, leading to the next question: [Who bit CEO Yao’s ear?]

The answer was overwhelmingly uniform: [The Madam, of course.]

Aww~ It must have been during passionate lovemaking, and she didn’t control her strength.

After all, she had been in the film crew for four months, and her skills in bed had gotten rusty.

Understandable, understandable.

But… her new drama just wrapped up the day before yesterday, she was at an endorsement yesterday, and last night she was already back in Hai Shi getting intimate with CEO Yao. Her stamina is truly excellent.

Qin Chun also noticed Yao Xiangyi’s ear.

She was close enough to see the tooth marks clearly. Remembering Qiu Qing Shi’s angry demeanor yesterday evening, she guessed that Yao Xiangyi had, in all likelihood, been a victim of domestic violence.

No wonder CEO Yao glared at her this morning.

Qin Chun tucked her head in like a shrinking chicken, found an excuse to slip away, but was stopped by Yao Xiangyi.

“CEO Yao,” she forced a smile, “do you have any instructions?”

Yao Xiangyi walked around her desk and sat down in the large executive chair. A faint smile trickled from her brow, but the warmth didn’t reach her eyes.

“Did you tell the Madam about my plan to divorce?”

Qin Chun wore a miserable expression: “…You didn’t tell me not to tell her.”

Look at this blatant sophistry.

Hearing her words made Yao Xiangyi’s ears hurt.

Yao Xiangyi subconsciously touched her left ear. The ointment was applied too thickly, making it sticky. Aunt Mi insisted on applying it, which resulted in the ear being not only red but also shiny, making it very conspicuous.

If Qin Chun hadn’t been so loose-lipped, would she be like this?

She waved her hand, indicating for Qin Chun to disappear immediately.

Qin Chun felt as if she had received a great pardon. She ran to the door but turned back and asked, “CEO Yao, regarding the divorce agreement… how should the assets between you and the Madam be divided?”

“Funds, stocks, bonds… all movable and immovable assets are to be split equally.”

Qin Chun was deeply moved: I didn’t think CEO Yao, who seems unfeeling on the surface, was actually a person who values sentiment and loyalty.

Qin Chun nodded: “Good, I’ll go take care of that now—”

“Wait,” Yao Xiangyi hesitated for a moment, “let the Madam leave penniless instead.”

Qin Chun: “Wouldn’t that be… too heartless?”

Yao Xiangyi looked at her with an expression that said, I refuse to give her the money I worked so hard to earn so she can use it to support that vixen Bai Meng Zhao.

Qin Chun shuddered, said, “Yes,” and quickly scrambled out.

The office quieted down. Yao Xiangyi rubbed her waist, which was sore from sleeping on the sofa all night. She opened her laptop and searched Bai Meng Zhao’s Weibo hashtag.

Just like before, nine out of ten IDs were cursing her.

Yao Xiangyi’s mood inexplicably improved by two points.

She took a sip of the lemon tea the secretary had made and started looking up Bai Meng Zhao’s profile.

The girl was just twenty years old, a student at Hai Shi Film Academy, currently in her junior year. She had signed with Tian Ji Film and Television Company last year and soon after starred in that danmei web drama that had earned her endless curses.

Truth be told, the girl looked quite fresh and tender, like a scallion. She wasn’t stunning, but her features were clean and well-proportioned. This type of face often looked best on camera and was favored by photographers; she genuinely earned the description of “360-degree perfect profile.”

Tian Ji Entertainment actually had good taste.

Yao Xiangyi’s curiosity grew. She found the danmei drama and hit play.

As she expected, Bai Meng Zhao, with the original female lead halo, had acting skills that were leaps and bounds ahead of the other actors in the crew. No wonder netizens cursed her to death; playing a female lead in a danmei drama already attracts hate, and portraying the character so vividly only amplified that hatred.

She watched two episodes, then returned to the hashtag and checked Bai Meng Zhao’s Weibo. The girl didn’t have many followers, just over a million, and who knows how many of those were haters. She was quite philosophical, posting photos of flowers and plants every ten days or half a month, projecting an air of tranquil serenity.

Yao Xiangyi switched to a burner account and followed her. Then, she found a few fan support groups related to her.

Bai Meng Zhao was newly debuted and attracted a lot of hate, so the fan groups didn’t have many members, and the entry requirements were low. Unlike Qiu Qing Shi’s fan groups, which had strict management and layer-by-layer screening, fearing undercover haters would infiltrate and cause trouble.

In order to quickly integrate into the group’s “family,” Yao Xiangyi, against her conscience, began spewing gushing praise (rainbow farts) for Bai Meng Zhao.

[Sister Meng Zhao is both cool and sweet, both alluring and fierce! Want to marry her [red heart][red heart]]

[Who is Sister? Sister is the one on my heart! Wuu wuu wuu wuu~]

[Sister’s waist is not a waist, it’s the curved blade of the ‘Life-Taking Third Son’! Sister’s mouth is not a mouth, it’s the clear water under Anhe Bridge.]

[Cry for Sister, go crazy for Sister, crash into a wall for Sister.]

Group Owner: [Welcome new member!!]

Admin 1: [Applause][Applause][Applause]

Admin 2: [Rose][Rose][Rose]

Admin 3: [I greatly admire you, be my loyal henchman from now on.jpg]

Yao Xiangyi: [Thank you everyone, I will work hard, wuu wuu wuu wuu~]

Qiu Qing Shi, who had arrived to deliver lunch, stood by the doorway, watching Yao Xiangyi roll her eyes eighteen times in the span of three minutes.