Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 339: My Own Brother!

The issue with Pei Lu being banned didn’t create much of a stir; it’s said that the truth is he got caught accompanying two wealthy women at the same time. One of them felt deceived and threatened to never allow a director to hire him again.

Of course, Yu Xia had a hand in this too.

That day outside the hotpot restaurant, Pei Lu snidely mentioned Song Xi, and she said she would tell their manager, and she indeed let He Ci contact them afterward.

This behavior of dragging Song Xi down with him while not coping well himself made the company very angry. Coupled with the wealthy women incident, the company naturally chose to fully support Song Xi over Pei Lu, thus putting all the blame on Pei Lu.

A cosmetic surgery artist abandoned by directors, blamed by the company, and disliked by the fans of an award-winning actor is of little use. Getting rid of him is a given; even if he really can’t make the company money anymore, holding him to the terms of his contract to pay a penalty is still profitable.

It’s imaginable how terrible Pei Lu’s situation is now.

But these are not what Yu Xia is focused on; she’s focused on how to solve the problem of sleeping arrangements now.

The last slanting sunbeam remained in the film and television base, and everyone was looking for a place to stay.

Everyone was walking leisurely on the street, the teams huddled together in harmony for the first time.

Yu Xia planned to find a better place, considering the high cost of the room; she was still planning how to invite others to share the rent.

Also, to guard against Xie Qingci climbing into her bed in the middle of the night.

While thinking, Xie Qingci suddenly poked her, raised his chin to the right, and whispered:

"Your brother is here."

Yu Xia perked up and quickly peeked over there.

A car was parked outside, and she could even recite the license plate number by heart. The person in the driver’s seat lowered the window halfway and waved to her.

At that moment, she felt like a little kid in kindergarten who had finally completed a rigorous task, waiting anxiously for a parent.

She told the people from the director’s crew and ran over happily to lean on the car door.

"My dear brother!"

Yu Heng pushed her gently on the forehead to keep her at a distance, then got out of the car.

He was still in his suit, the well-pressed suit pants without a single wrinkle, the deep blue tie on his white shirt swayed with his movements.

Yu Xia praised his looks earnestly: "Brother, you look especially handsome under this forty-five degree sunset! Dear brother, did you come personally to bring me food?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Keep dreaming," Yu Heng glared at her, "Show me your hands."

She felt a bit embarrassed, glanced back at the others, catching their eyes looking over.

"Brother, did you come all the way just to see my hands? Where is sister-in-law?"

Yu Heng: "At home. I was passing by here on my way back from a business trip, she said you got burnt on the show and asked me to come to take a look. Show me your hands."

"It’s not that serious, just a little red." She showed him her hands with the back facing up.

After using a lot of wet wipes to cool it for half an hour, the previous redness wasn’t very apparent, though it smelled like instant noodles up close.

Yu Heng smelled it, frowning as he asked her, "How did you get burnt? Did you reach in to grab undercooked instant noodles out of hunger?"

"...How could that be! The soup accidentally spilled a bit." She wasn’t that hungry, come on.

Yu Heng looked at her with skepticism, then turned to get a tube of burn cream from the car.

"Apply it; it’s pretty red already. What kind of show is this, not even having a doctor on standby?"

"There was a standby doctor, but it’s not that serious to need them," she said as she applied the cream, almost moved by her own resilience.

What a persistent and dedicated actress she was—a person like her ought to become a big star to do justice to her face.

After seeing her finish applying it, Yu Heng took a bag from the car.

Yu Xia looked closely and saw corn bread wrapped up, a few coarse-grain buns in an unappealing shade of green, and a box of yogurt.

Her eyes welled up with tears, almost crying.

"Thanks, you’ve allowed me to experience the happiness of ancient wilderness in bustling modern times."

"..." Yu Heng coughed and explained, "Before coming here, I was at a dinner party; the restaurant wasn’t great, so this is the only thing easy to preserve and share with everyone."

Yu Xia nodded heavily, embracing the items: "You’re the best, brother."

"Stop with the flattery."

"How can this be flattery, it’s sincere gratitude. Wait, I need to give you something."

She tossed the items back to him and rushed off.

The others still on camera were glancing in that direction discreetly, exchanging glances but daring not to look openly.

It wasn’t unusual for outsiders to appear during filming or recording a variety show.

Usually, it’s someone powerful or wealthy with the role of investor, here to check on someone they’ve placed in the show, a girlfriend, or a lover.

Sometimes, such Mary Sue scenarios could occur, even more exaggerated than in dramas. Once an investor stopped filming entirely to support his lover, clearing the set and only continuing when the two had enough fun.

But a brother checking on his sister? Not really.

Everyone was still conscious of the camera and didn’t look too much over, but thinking of Yu Xia would lead to thoughts of Xie Qingci, so some of their glances darted his way.

Xie Qingci pretended not to notice.

At this point, he was still an unknown in the public eye; he had no right to greet Yu Heng.

Song Xi, for some reason, gave him a snort and a laugh, suddenly striking up a conversation.

"Is this what you’re selling? Why’s it on your wrist? I remember you particularly dislike wearing these; you’re reluctant even to wear a necklace on stage."

Lan Hui also looked at him, eyes bright.

"But it looks good on him."

Song Xi: "..." Who exactly is your teammate?

Xie Qingci raised his hand to examine it, adjusting the persimmon pendant to be visible on his wrist, saying casually, "No choice, Yu Xia said wearing it this way helps customers see the effect directly."

He wasn’t really into the conversation, keeping an eye on the side.

Yu Xia ran back, holding out her hand to him, "Come on, give me two, no, three Red String Copper Plates."

Xie Qingci didn’t ask anything, selecting the best three from the bag for her.

She dashed back like the wind with the items, just by her back view showing her obvious happiness.

The three Red String Copper Plates were placed in Yu Heng’s palm, and Yu Xia solemnly said:

"Brother, to thank you for your dedicated support, I prepared three top-grade Fortune Bringing Copper Plates. The red string is hand-twisted by me. Take it home, offer incense for three days, and it’s as good as blessed by a master."

Yu Heng squinted slightly at her: "Selling stuff on the show? What else are you selling?"

She brushed it off carefree: "Just some inexpensive trinkets."

Yu Heng was her brother; could he not know her true character?

"Good job. Is this the cheapest in the bunch? You should try acting as a crooked merchant; you’d win awards for playing yourself. At worst, why be an actor? Come back and help me train sales teams; even capitalists can’t pinch two pennies from you."

"..." She gave a hollow laugh, touching her face.