Capítulo 34: Hiding Qingqing in the Golden House
Si Fuqing thought she was pretty famous to have even run into a fan of hers.
Being generally patient with adorable girls and forgetting she had removed her makeup, she began, "So you—"
Yu Tang's expression turned serious, "I am your anti-fan."
Si Fuqing was speechless.
Feng San had question marks written all over his face.
He paused for a second, "Miss Yu Tang, you're into idols?"
"Don't talk nonsense; I don't follow idols," Yu Tang glared at him. "I like whoever is good-looking."
Feng San was left speechless.
"Aha, now I finally understand why Qingqing wears makeup; she's too pretty," Yu Tang's eyes sparkled even more. "Although a second ago I was your anti-fan, now I'm your die-hard fan! Hug me!"
Si Fuqing looked silently at Yu Tang, who had nestled into her chest, and began to wonder if she'd met a younger version of her third senior sister.
Is she gaining favor just because of her face?
Si Fuqing ruffled Yu Tang's hair, mulling it over.
Her boss seemed so reserved; how did he end up with a niece who had social butterfly syndrome?
The sound of a wheelchair caught her attention; Yu Xiheng had also come out.
Si Fuqing looked up.
He wore a light grey knit sweater, loosely fit, with a black blazer draped over his shoulders.
Broad-shouldered and slim-waisted, a natural clotheshorse.
A top-tier model couldn't even compare to his perfect physique.
The man still held a book in his hand, and he spoke softly, "What brings you here?"
Although he asked, his tone was matter-of-fact, as if he wasn't surprised at all.
"City of Sijiu is too boring," Yu Tang whined. "I came out for a stroll and didn't expect to find you here, Uncle Nine."
Yu Xiheng owned property in Lin was a fact hardly anyone in the Yu family knew
—except for Yu Tang.
Yu Tang had been largely unattended in her younger years, and Yu Xiheng had looked after her for a while.
Feng San also watched Yu Tong grow up.
Feng San, recalled the days when she used to ride him like a horse and felt somewhat disheartened about life.
Yu Xiheng turned his head and asked again, "Why are you here?"
His voice was low, like the deep hues of night.
Even with the softened tone, an inherent authority lingered.
"Hmm?" Si Fuqing inserted her hands into her pockets, nonchalant. "Checking on the patient. Seeing if he's been behaving."
"Mhmm," Yu Xiheng responded softly, "Come in."
Yu Tang was elated, "I can come in by myself, Uncle Nine!"
If she wasn't being sent away, it meant she had already taken a successful step.
"Not talking about you."
"…"
Yu Tang looked from Yu Xiheng to Si Fuqing, her face a picture of confusion.
After a few seconds, she had an epiphany.
"Wow!" Yu Tang clenched her right fist and punched it into her left palm, excited, "Uncle Nine, you've actually hidden Qingqing in a golden house (1)!"
Feng San nearly stumbled, a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, "… Miss Yu Tang, please be serious. Don't misuse phrases."
Yu Xiheng paused for a moment, then turned his head, offering a rare explanation, "She's read too many novels."
"Understood," Si Fuqing stepped up the porch. "But if my boss does give me a golden house, I wouldn't mind!"
She could probably exchange it for a lot of money at the bank.
Her pathway to wealth was imminent!
Yu Xiheng's hand paused.
"I approve of this match," Yu Tang spoke at an incredible volume, "Qingqing is the most beautiful person I've ever seen!"
Yu Xiheng had already turned away, his tone unchanging, "Feng San, throw her out."
Upon hearing this, Feng San was eager to spring into action.
Yu Tang was startled.
She immediately clung to Si Fuqing, shaking her head like a drum, "No, no, I won't go!"
Eventually, all four of them entered the villa.
Si Fuqing took out the pre-prepared tea bags, brewed a cup of tea, and handed it over, "You must drink it all."
"It's getting late," Yu Xiheng said, taking the cup of tea, his voice tinged with nonchalance. "Let Feng San drive you to the training camp tomorrow."
Feng San caught on immediately, "Miss Si, your previous room is still available. Miss Yu Tang, you'll be on the third floor."
"No!" Yu Tang refused, "I want to share a room with Qingqing!"
This time, Yu Xiheng didn't even lift his head, "Feng San."
Feng San looked eager once again.
Yu Tang: "… Fine, fine, I'll stay by myself."
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The next day.
Although the class assignments hadn't been announced yet, news had already leaked online about Xie Yu choosing Si Fuqing as his mentor.
Inside the mentors' office.
"Sister Lin," the assistant was visibly upset, "about this class assignment…"
Lin Qingyan, although she had never studied abroad, was still a popular female idol in the country, excelling in both dance and singing.
For Xie Yu to abandon her for Si Fuqing felt like an insult.
"The news will get out eventually," Lin Qingyan said with a thin smile, hinting at more, "Even if my fans let her go, would Xie Yu's fans?"
The assistant grinned, catching on, "Si Fuqing is going to be in trouble now."
"I didn't insist on having Xie Yu in the first place, but him choosing Si Fuqing is a slap in my face," Lin Qingyan reapplied her lipstick. "If he behaves like this towards seniors in the industry even before debuting, he won't get far."
The assistant nodded in agreement.
Just then, she pulled out her phone and saw a notification, her smile widening, "Sister Lin, just as you predicted, the news has spread online!"
"Mm?" Lin Qingyan looked pleased, "Show me."
The assistant handed over the phone.
Several Weibo accounts had already leaked the information.
"@EntertainmentGossip: Insider scoop, the runner-up of a certain talent show has chosen a certain female mentor. Seems like his chances of debuting are slim now."
Though no names were mentioned, those in the entertainment circle knew exactly who this referred to.
Not only did Xie Yu's fans explode, but even casual viewers of the show were in an uproar.
[??? Has Xie Yu gone mad?!]
[Ah! I'm so mad! Why is my baby in Si Fuqing's class? Was he forced? The show's producers need to explain!]
[It's over, it's over. Si Fuqing is basically useless; even if Xie Yu is incredibly talented, what can he do?]
[I really can't understand what Tianle Media is thinking. Even if they want to promote the returning group Starry Sky Girls, wouldn't it be better to send their leader instead of a trash like Si Fuqing?]
(1) It is the equivalent of keeping a lover in a love nest, or keeping the relationship secret without letting other people know
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