Chapter 919: Regret, Can’t Offend Si Fuqing (2)

Two years ago, Cheng Yiqiao narrowly missed out on winning the Best Actress award at the Golden Flower Awards. Insiders knew there was foul play involved, but no one spoke up.

To date, only Si Fuqing had voiced support for her.

Fans of both Si Fuqing and Cheng Yiqiao knew that Si Fuqing and Cheng Yiqiao hardly had any deep connection.

They had only met once while filming and again at the Oracle’s celebrity exhibition match.

Genuine friendships in the entertainment industry were rare, with even friends parting ways over interests.

Cheng Yiqiao hadn’t expected Si Fuqing to stand up for her.

She called Si Fuqing to express her gratitude, her voice choked with emotion, “Qingqing, thank you, thank you for everything you’ve done for me. I… I don’t even know how to express my gratitude.”

Although she debuted earlier than Si Fuqing, her achievements were not as significant, and she couldn’t offer Si Fuqing any resources.

“If you really want to thank me, Ms. Cheng, win a few more Best Actress awards.” Si Fuqing laughed lazily but sincerely, “We’re actors; our job is to act well.”

After the call ended, Cheng Yiqiao found herself lost in thought.

Si Fuqing was unlike any other star she had met.

Years ago, she too had openly opposed the Golden Flower Awards but was subsequently semi-blacklisted by the awards committee.

Now that the Golden Flower Awards were no longer an obstacle, Cheng Yiqiao felt confident in winning more awards.

She would forever remember Si Fuqing’s kindness.

A netizen posted a photo of Si Fuqing with the caption “Lucky Koi Fish.”

[Retweet this Si Fuqing, and the lucky koi fish charm will never fade!]

[Si Fuqing is truly a mystic in the entertainment industry. I didn’t believe in the so-called ethics committee of the entertainment industry before, but now I do. The Golden Flower Awards were ordered to stop and reorganize. I thought this persona was unreliable, but it’s so solid.]

[It’s not mysticism; our goddess relies on her capability. If she hadn’t been nominated for the Nine Realms Awards, who knows if the Golden Flower Awards would have been overturned.]

[Exactly, I was so worried that Qingqing would be semi-blacklisted like Cheng Yiqiao. Luckily, she had the Nine Realms nomination. People say she’s lucky, but everything she has is due to her hard work.]

Si Fuqing stretched, rubbed her shoulder, and muttered, “I’m exhausted.”

Yu Xiheng, hearing this, put down his book, “Where does it hurt?”

“Here.” Si Fuqing pointed to her lower back, sighing, “I’ve been walking in high heels too much these past few days. I’m still not used to it.”

She was different from her third senior sister.

Yuejian fought in high heels, with blades hidden in them, running swiftly and steadily, as if the wind was beneath her feet.

Si Fuqing always wondered how she managed that.

Yu Xiheng hummed softly and then bent down, pressing his hand against her waist.

Si Fuqing’s body trembled slightly, curling up, then in a loud voice, she said, “What are you doing? I’m very sensitive there! Can you at least give me a heads-up?”

“Sorry,” Yu Xiheng paused, his voice cool and gentle, “I’m giving you a massage.”

“A massage?” Seeing his calm expression and pure eyes, Si Fuqing suddenly felt a bit guilty for misunderstanding him.

She lay down properly, “Go ahead then.”

The warmth from his hands seeped through her clothes.

This massage technique was indeed very comfortable.

Holding a cushion, Si Fuqing’s body relaxed, and she soon fell asleep.

Yu Tang, who had just sneaked out of class at Xia University, arrived at the hotel and was greeted by a rather suggestive scene.

Yu Tang was speechless.

She always thought her Uncle Nine was a meticulous person, his buttoned-up shirts reflecting his meticulousness.

It turned out her Uncle Nine was not a gentleman at all.

Covering her mouth, Yu Tang left the living room under Yu Xiheng’s calm gaze, hiding in the kitchen. She secretly snacked on the pastries sent by Jiang Changning while posting on Weibo.

[@Haitang Flower: What does it feel like to watch my dear Qingqing get snatched away? It’s both bitter and sweet.]

[??? I don’t believe it. No one has that ability. Impossible!]

[Blogger, do you know some insider info? Share it. It’s not good to keep it to yourself for too long; let everyone hear.]

[Actually, I don’t oppose my wife dating. After all, she’s successfully transitioned from being an idol. But she’s only 19. Whoever makes a move on her is a beast [smile].]

Yu Tang was speechless.