CHAPTER 93: CHAPTER 93: MY BIG BROTHER

After returning from the dance studio, Yu Xia received a call from He Ci.

He sounded very gloating.

"Have you seen Weibo? The Sun Jun casting couch thing."

She tilted her head slightly, tossing her loose hair over her shoulder, and said nonchalantly, "No, I’ve been too busy keeping up with my own gossip. But Mei mentioned it. What’s up?"

"The three actresses who got involved couldn’t take it anymore and started spilling the beans, saying Sun Jun also had improper relationships with other actresses. I’m guessing one of them is Fan Chu."

Fan Chu is the one He Ci always sarcastically refers to as the "actress with no work living on the red carpet."

She’s sort of a rival because people always compare the two at red carpet events.

"Fan Chu? Really?"

He Ci got excited: "Although no names were directly mentioned, if you dig deep enough, you’ll definitely find it’s her. I’ve always wondered how she keeps getting roles with her lousy record. Must have clueless directors...Anyway, stay calm. Even when your rival’s down, don’t gloat too early."

"..." Isn’t that exactly what gloating is? You’ve already gloated.

She wasn’t particularly interested in this gossip, still worried about the matter with Song Xi.

"Did you call just to talk about this? Fan Chu’s downfall is her problem, as long as it doesn’t involve us."

"That’s the point," He Ci said mysteriously. "They’re already at each other’s throats. They might spill more dirt in the next few days, involving more people. Who knows, they might take a bite out of us."

She chuckled.

"I haven’t broken any laws. Apart from some baseless scandals, I haven’t thrown tantrums, been late, left early, played casting couch tricks, or incited any fan cyberbullying. Who can bite me?"

Unless someone makes false accusations, trying to ruin her public image.

He Ci sighs leisurely, sounding in a particularly good mood, "Oh, I know how well-behaved you are. I was thinking, since this thing is definitely going to blow up, why don’t we use it to clean up your image instead?"

Yu Xia raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean? Use their dirt to clear the scandal?"

"Exactly. What if you could land an innocent pure role? Can’t let the scandal hold you back."

She didn’t speak for a moment, thinking of something else entirely.

If, and she was only saying if, she ended up with Xie Qingci, being scandal-ridden would obviously be a problem.

Since Xie Qingci has already taken the most difficult step, shouldn’t she take another step towards him?

Of course, the more important reason is her future development. All in all, it’s killing two birds with one stone, a good thing.

"Alright, let’s clear it all up this time."

He Ci was full of passion: "Okay, time to put my skills to the best use!"

"...Take it easy, okay? Don’t overdo it, I don’t want to scroll through Weibo next time only to find a hundred-and-eight-side love affair legendary scandal about me."

He Ci hummed twice, thinking it was not difficult at all, quickly hanging up and diving into his fierce battle business.

She didn’t really understand what exactly he was doing, and she didn’t have time to get involved either, because just as she was about to cook some noodles for lunch, she got a call from Yu Heng.

"Hey, brother?"

Yu Heng was probably in the car, his voice carrying a bit of an echo: "Come down, I’ll take you to eat."

The commanding tone was just like when he used to say, "Wait for me after school, I’ll take you to eat stinky tofu."

Although that was actually just an excuse to chase Yue Ling, it didn’t matter; as long as she got to eat something tasty, that’s fine. A younger sister needs to know her place.

She couldn’t help but smile without seeing him: "Ah, brother, you’re so good. I was just dreading the hassle of cooking noodles. I’ll come down right away."

"Noodles every time, you’re so lazy you’re gonna die that way. Hurry up downstairs."

She was immune to this scolding and cheerfully changed clothes, putting on her full gear of mask, hat, and sunglasses, and went out happily.

Yu Heng’s car was parked outside the neighborhood. She opened the door and sat in the back seat, taking off her hat, leaning over the driver’s seat to make a request.

"Brother, can we go to that fancy restaurant two streets away? It’s new, and I’ve heard it’s really good!"

Yu Heng released the handbrake, his long, handsome hand gripping the steering wheel and turning it right, making a sound like sandpaper scratching.

He glanced at her cheerful look in the rearview mirror, giving a cold laugh: "You were waiting for me, weren’t you?"

"Of course, eating at a restaurant requires company, right? You’re the best partner for a high-quality domineering CEO. By the way, did sister-in-law give you enough money for the bill?"

Yu Heng didn’t respond to her.

After chatting for a while, he asked, "What’s the name of the place?"

She smiled even more sweetly: "Baiwei Garden. Brother, you are so kind, I almost had to survive on noodles again."

"Serves you right, who told you to enter the entertainment industry."

Yu Xia sat back: "Because with natural beauty like mine, it would be a pity not to be a star."

Yu Heng looked at her with feigned annoyance.

She folded her mask, checked her makeup, and inquired, "Another business trip this time?"

"Went to Yun City and came back. Won’t make it for lunch at home either, and I thought there’s a lazy sister around here, so I came to save her."

"..." She exaggeratedly sniffed, "So I’m just your last resort when there’s no other option?"

Yu Heng: "Get out of the car."

"No, no, no, brother, I’m done acting. Just keep driving."

She scratched her eyebrow tail and fell silent.

The restaurant was reached quickly, Yu Heng went to park, while she put on her gear and went inside to reserve a seat.

This newly opened restaurant was quite large, recommended by an acquaintance from the industry who said their signature dishes were excellent, and privacy was well-maintained, with staff inside who wouldn’t make unnecessary fuss when stars walked in.

Holding Yu Heng’s card, she booked a small private room, upstairs facing the street, with large windows making it very bright inside.

Since it was her brother’s money, she ordered without holding back, choosing everything she wanted to eat and even inquiring about takeout options.

The dishes were ordered, then Yu Heng came in.

Because of the business trip, he was still in a formal suit, a deep blue, with a white shirt undone at two buttons, and sleeves rolled up twice.

He lifted a hand to toss the car keys on the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, his posture a bit rakish.

"My brother is truly the number-one high-quality domineering CEO, look at that aura, so charming."

If talking didn’t cost anything.

Yu Heng glared at her: "Stop flattering. Why are you losing weight like this, not enough for the camera?"

Yu Xia was indifferent: "This is fine, since later I’m filming something and need to maintain this shape. Oh right, that film is about business wars, can I intern at your company for a few days?"

"A few days?" He outright rejected, "That would just be causing trouble. Half a month, at least, so you can barely follow half a project."

"Forget it," she also outright declined, "Then can I follow you for a day, just one day, to see your work routine?"

"That might not be what you expect, I’m afraid you’ll act worse after seeing it."

She eagerly poured him a glass of water, sliding it over: "Don’t worry, just say if I can come or not?"

Yu Heng glanced at her: "Depends on your performance."