Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 143: Our Love Countdown

The performance at the Three Palaces had just ended one night ago when this gossip came in like a storm, well-structured and logically sound, clearly well-prepared.

Yu Xia was still chatting with the crew when she heard about the gossip.

Most of the people in the crew watched yesterday’s stage play, and it was said that the director urged everyone to watch it together. She felt very touched, and early in the morning, she brought a small stool to listen to everyone’s feedback.

"You were amazing yesterday, that dress paired with the gun holster looked so good!"

"You look so good in a bright red dress, and your performance in singing and dancing was excellent. The director even said that if there’s a script with similar themes in the future, he’ll cast you in it."

"Wow, that guy named Xie Qingci is so handsome! I couldn’t help but scream when the red rose whipped across his face!"

"Someday, I want to participate in a show like that too, so many handsome guys!"

"It’s nothing, really," she replied modestly while carrying props from one end of the crew to the other, listening to ten minutes of compliments.

When she approached Yu Zhi, who was dressed in a suit and tie, she received a different reaction—he looked at her silently for a while, then turned away, seemingly ignoring her.

Yu Xia didn’t mind, walked past him to her resting chair.

Mei had already prepared steeped fat sea water for her, which she picked up and sipped happily. Then she listened to Mei clicking her tongue as she talked about the latest gossip of the day.

"Xie Qingci and Shu Ran, a brother-sister romance."

"Pfft—cough, cough, cough!"

She coughed while looking for tissues, with teary eyes asking, "What’s this? Didn’t they already clarify? How could that be true?"

"But I feel like this time it sounds real," Mei said with a bitter expression, "Changhui wouldn’t just sign an idol company casually. If it was because of Shu Ran’s scandal, needing to help clean up, so they signed Xie Qingci, it would make sense... But I only just became a fan of him!"

"Impossible." She refuted without hesitation.

Mei widened her eyes, "Why is it impossible?"

"Because..." she drank the fat sea water, pondered for two seconds, and gave a reason she herself didn’t believe, "because Shu Ran isn’t that kind of person."

She spoke with certainty, her eyes firm and expression serious, full of trust in Shu Ran’s character.

Mei hesitantly nodded, "That does make a bit of sense."

Since it’s not true, then these gossip pieces are quite interesting.

The first scene of the day didn’t involve Yu Xia. She sat aside watching as Mei chirped like a sparrow next to her, giving her self-proclaimed reasonable conjectures.

"It’s the last week, the time for everyone to show their talents, everyone wants to bring others down, after all, it’s like turning a bicycle into a motorcycle."

"Targeting Xie Qingci is understandable because his popularity is too high, many people have a mentality against the top."

"Targeting Wei Yaoyao is understandable too, as he’s hovering on the debut spot. If they can bring him down, someone else can enter the top nine, whether it’s them or not, there’s at least a higher chance."

"As for targeting Ning Yunchao... probably because his parents already have quite a few haters, making it likely to succeed in dragging him down at the last moment?"

Yu Xia blew along the cup rim, drank a sip comfortably, and said, "Your analysis is top-notch, you could switch jobs to be a gossip reporter."

Mei laughed shyly, "Just guessing, who doesn’t love to watch gossip for some fun."

The three major hobbies of the people are infrastructure, farming, and gathering for excitement; it’s nearly innate.

She nodded with a smile, "That’s true, so keep an eye on it, and tell me the latest developments after I finish filming."

"Okay!"

After filming, Mei dutifully informed her of the latest updates, describing it with much expression and emotion.

To sum it up—Shu Ran clarified, Changhui clarified, and then Xie Qingci also managed to get a phone to post a clarification on Weibo.

The central argument of the clarifications was simple: Changhui isn’t greedy for loss, Shu Ran isn’t stupid, and Xie Qingci isn’t willing to go that far. By the way, they also explained briefly the story behind Xie Qingci signing with Changhui.

So this gossip is fake.

She yawned and asked, "So what about Ning Yunchao and Wei Yaoyao?"

"Wei Yaoyao’s is definitely fake, but rumors spread fast, and clarifications are slow and difficult. He’ll probably still be affected since everyone likes high moral standards in idols. But as for Ning Yunchao’s issue..."

"Hmm?" Yu Xia showed some interest, "Could Ning Yunchao’s matter be true?"

"Not really, he attends a really prestigious music academy with a high international ranking, and fans have boasted about his high education before. But, well, he’s only in one of its branches, which isn’t highly ranked, and you can reportedly buy your way in."

"Got it." She nodded, not particularly concerned.

The rest of the time was normal filming, and because it rained in the evening, the director moved several rain scenes up to be shot now, and they finished late at night.

Yu Xia was exhausted, and didn’t want to talk when she returned to the hotel, heading straight to the bathroom.

Mei organized the things needed for tomorrow and was about to leave when the phone on the table suddenly buzzed.

"Sis, a call!"

Yu Xia asked weakly through the glass, "Who is it? He? Tell him let’s talk tomorrow if it’s important."

Mei glanced at it, "It’s not He, it’s... Hong Hong or something."

The bathroom went quiet suddenly, then the shower sound resumed, and she vaguely said, "Oh, it’s nothing, a friend. You go first."

"Okay." Mei finished tidying up and left, closing the door behind her.

After a while, Yu Xia, wrapped in a towel, went out to answer the phone.

"Hong Hong" was dominating the screen, showing several missed calls already.

She sat by the bed, doing her skincare, and picked up the call with a "Hello."

The familiar voice was deeper and more magnetic through the phone, and Xie Qingci’s voice spoke next to her ear.

"Sister."

"What are you still doing outside this late?" If not outside, he couldn’t have called so freely.

"Yeah, I’m outside. I clarified the rumor during the day, and coincidentally had an endorsement to shoot an advertisement in the evening, finished late, so I stayed out."

His voice wasn’t loud, like he was somewhere in the wind, and there was faint wind noise.

Yu Xia slowed her action of applying body lotion, suddenly not knowing what to say.

"Well, what..." She asked slowly, "What did you want to say calling me this late?"

Xie Qingci said softly, "I messaged you earlier but you didn’t reply. Did you just finish filming?"

"Yes, that’s why I didn’t check my phone."

Both of them were talking like colleagues exchanging pleasantries, dry and monotonous.

She asked another question, "So did you call just to ask about my filming?"

"No, it was to remind you that there are five days left until we date."

Yu Xia: "..."