Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 137: Little Brother’s Pressure Cooker Is Leaking

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Little Brother’s Pressure Cooker Is Leaking

Xie Qingci’s gaze towards her is usually not this calm.

Except for those two times before he went crazy. That gaze is like a feigned calmness suppressing a monster in a deep pool; it makes her heart race more than any heat.

So, is this man about to go crazy again?

She forcibly calms herself and looks away, intending to find a topic to disperse this unease. Unexpectedly, the bored Shu Ran talks and talks and then mentions the recent gossip about her and Yu Zhi.

"How does it feel to play ex-lovers with your ex-boyfriend in a drama?"

"..." Her eyes wander, and she distinctly feels someone on her right is quietly staring at her. She forces a laugh and says, "How could it feel? It’s no different from a normal collaboration."

I’m begging you, stop it, change the topic quickly.

Shu Ran is completely oblivious to her mood and continues with a smile, "No difference? Recently, the paparazzi have been watching them, just waiting to capture a picture of you two leaving work together, and then go on about you rekindling your old romance."

"God, no. There’s no rekindled romance; outside of the cameras, I don’t even say goodbye to him. We don’t have a good relationship."

"Not a good relationship? What happened back then that it wasn’t good? Did you part unwillingly, making it more likely for rekindling? No wonder some people say you clarified all the rumors as preparation for reconciling with each other."

...How is this getting more and more ridiculous?!

Yu Xia’s heart pounded wildly, and she hurriedly sat up straight, seriously clarifying, "Don’t believe or spread rumors, I am innocent!"

Yu Kuang, sitting opposite, laughed at her, "You’ve been scared by the rumors, right, refuting them so seriously and earnestly."

She nodded cooperatively and pretended to wipe away sweat, "You don’t understand, these baseless rumors seriously affect my image!"

After speaking, she glanced over to Xie Qingci’s side and found he had been looking down and wasn’t watching her anymore.

The strands of hair hanging down swept over his brows, concealing his eyes and expression.

Yu Xia suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

...

The rehearsal was mainly to see the final results, but Yu Xia hadn’t changed into her costume for tomorrow, just going along with the singing and dancing.

Mei was watching from below, looking excited, and as she came off the stage, Mei quickly approached and whispered:

"Sister, don’t worry, you’re the best!"

She was still panting, wiping sweat with a tissue, and glanced at her, "Really? With a few masters, can I still be the best?"

"Of course! Bai Shu and the others, because they are masters, have a lot of dance moves, and it can’t be helped that there are one or two uncoordinated places. But not you guys! Your stage arrangement is the best! Especially at the opening, tsk tsk tsk, tomorrow I’m going to be in the audience screaming for you guys!"

Yu Xia smiled brightly at her words, gently patting her face with a smile in her voice, "Your mouth’s so sweet."

Mei blushed shyly, her eyes fixed on the shiny nails on her hand.

"These nails are truly beautiful. Next time the crew’s nail artist comes, I’m going to spend the money to get them done too. But really, does scraping a face with these diamonds hurt? I saw last time Yu Zhi got scratched by you and was red for half the day."

"That’s because..."

Before she said a few words, Xie Qingci walked past behind her, bringing a cool breeze.

The rest of her words were swallowed back, and she coughed, matching Mei’s gaze, ambiguously saying, "These nails are indeed a bit sharp, so you should get a different kind done."

Mei nodded, "Yes, I’ll get one without diamonds then."

She didn’t pay attention as she watched Xie Qingci’s retreating figure, continuing to wipe her sweat.

The rehearsal wrapped up, the instructor gave them a few correction suggestions, so the group returned to the practice room to continue practicing for a while.

During which Yu Xia and Xie Qingci only exchanged one sentence.

Xie Qingci was the one who started the conversation, his expression unremarkable, voice quite calm, "Yu Xia, you can make your movements a bit heavier."

In the opening move, she is to sweep a rose from his clavicle to his chin, then he would tilt his head to look at her, before she hits him lightly on the chin with the rose, ensuring the petals don’t fall off.

But he’s kneeling, hands bound, and wants her to strike harder... Yu Xia swallowed discreetly and, following his request, increased her strength, the rose swiping across his chin.

Then the outermost petal, precariously hanging on, fell from the branch to his clavicle, sliding down with the rhythm of his breathing, landing on his thigh, until it tumbled to the floor.

"...I will do it lighter by then; it should be just right."

Damn, why does this feel like comforting a crying little girlfriend after an argument in the morning?

Xie Qingci nodded, didn’t say more, and continued dancing with the altered actions.

Midway, when she was stuck between Xie Qingci and Song Xi, a group of them danced synchronously; her hand landed on Xie Qingci’s shoulder, the heat from his robust muscles under the fabric seeping into her palm.

Before she could grasp what kind of feeling that was, Xie Qingci’s hand encircled her waist for the next move, the heat from his palm surpassing that of the shoulder, instinctively making her shrink away sideways.

After that, Xie Qingci’s hand never truly grasped her again, remaining hovering against her waist.

Everything was perfectly normal, and he even showed a considerate, gentlemanly demeanor.

If Yu Xia was unfamiliar with him, she would undeniably find this "little brother" well-mannered.

But as Yu Xia, she felt her scalp tingling.

They smoothly completed the last rehearsal, everyone stacked hands in encouragement, Yu Xia’s hand was on top, her nude-colored nails with diamonds shining brilliantly, pressing down on Xie Qingci’s hand, fearing he might suddenly go mad and grab her hand to never let go.

Luckily, he didn’t; everything was normal from start to finish.

"Our Rose Boy team is the best!"

"Victory! Number One!"

"First place in the entire event!"

Walking out of the base, Yu Xia broke out in a sweat again.

Upon reaching the underground parking lot, she found that Mei wasn’t there. Before she could call her, Mei called the driver, saying the program team gave her something she couldn’t lift, so she asked the driver to help.

Yu Xia nodded absentmindedly, took out a mirror to touch up her makeup, and when she got to applying lipstick, she suddenly noticed the interior of the car was too quiet, a kind of silence that induced unease.

Instinctively, she glanced out the car window; the underground parking lot was still quiet and almost deserted.

Yet her heartbeat accelerated, and she peeked around again, just about to lock the car door when suddenly someone opened it from the outside and climbed inside, pressing her down in the back seat.

"Bang!"

The car door slammed shut.

Yu Xia hadn’t even uttered a cry before her mouth was covered by the intruder.

"Open your mouth," Xie Qingci ordered quietly, gripping her cheeks.

"Xie..." Her eyes widened, just got one word out when lips and tongue were seized, rendering her unable to express her shock, all she could do was kick him.

But who is Xie Qingci? No one can compete with his reflex speed; her leg had just lifted when he caught it in his arms.

Great, now he could press even closer, one hand lifting her leg to his waist, the motion filled with ambiguous intent.

Yu Xia was angry and shocked.

She knew it! She just knew it! How could this brat possibly stay calm?!