Translator: _Min_
Yu Yao struggled with the stark difference in his situation.
“We need to speed things up,” Xie Che frowned. “It’s just like the Ji family, with two daughters so different in constitution. One is as capable as you, joining the Thousand Army Alliance for training, while the other hardly leaves the house. Sigh…”
Yu Yao’s expression turned cold as he said, “Let’s not talk about this anymore. Book two tickets to Lin City for the day after tomorrow. I’ll deal with my current task and then leave.”
Xie Che nodded and then suddenly chuckled, “Oh, isn’t there a celebrity in the entertainment industry chasing after you? How does she look? Is she as beautiful as the recent online sensation, the divine beauty of Great Xia?”
Yu Yao stopped in his tracks, his gaze turning icy, “What does that have to do with me? How annoying?” “Yao, you—I‘ Xie Che paused, puzzled.
Did he say something wrong again?
Shaking his head, Xie Che left as well.
Meanwhile, at the “Youth With You” training base.
“Hey, hasn’t Teacher Si returned yet?” The director, passing by dance room 2, only saw Xie Yu and the others. “Did something happen to her?”
Si Fuqing was usually very punctual, taking exactly as long as she asked for leave, not a second more.
Now, half an hour had passed, and she was still nowhere to be seen.
The director was concerned.
A staff member replied hastily, “We’re not sure, I don’t have Teacher Si’s number.”
“I’ll have to check.” The director dialed Si Fuqing’s number himself.
After a few rings, someone answered. “Hello.”
It was a very pleasant male voice.
Just two words, cold and clear, like jade shattering on a Kunshan mountain, a gentle stream flowing through a valley, deep and pleasing to the ear.
The director was so startled he nearly dropped his phone, but regained his composure as the person on the other end spoke again, cautiously responding, “He… Hello, may I speak to Teacher Si?”
Why was it a man?!
“She’s too tired and fell asleep,” the man spoke calmly and authoritatively. “She won’t be coming today. I’ll ask for leave on her behalf, is that okay?”
“Of course! Certainly!” The director’s hand shook as he held the phone. “May I know who I’m speaking with?”
“My surname is Yu.” Yu Xiheng spoke mildly. “Your show has been performing well lately.”
The Yu family from Sijiu City!
The director’s heart leapt to his throat, stammering, “Th-thank you for your compliment. I and the producer will do our best! ”
After the call ended, the director collapsed into his chair.
Wiping sweat from his brow, he sighed in relief, “Such a strong presence.”
There were many online speculations about Si Fuqing having a wealthy backer, especially with her boldness in the entertainment circle even after her fallout with the Zuo family.
Many wondered who her backer was.
The surname Yu was not common, and the director could only think of the Yu family.
A young man from the Yu family?
The director unconsciously thought of the young masters of the Yu family.
But he had no idea who it could be.
With the matter involving the Yu family, he dared not speak out of turn, only gossiping privately with the producer.
The third performance was approaching; they had to finalize the list of supporting celebrities soon.
There could be no mistakes this time.
Si Fuqing slept deeply.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already five in the afternoon.
The setting sun cast a soft glow through the window.
She sprang up from the bed.
“I’m late! I’m late!” Si Fuqing didn’t even use the stairs, jumping directly from the second floor. “Boss, I’m borrowing your car! I promise I won’t scratch or dent it!”
“Come back.” Yu Xiheng paused and ultimately sighed. “I’ve asked for leave for you.”
Si Fuqing halted, with one of her leg still in mid air, “Eh?” “They called,” he said succinctly. ‘You don’t have to go today.”
“I didn’t expect to oversleep.” Si Fuqing smoothed down her hair and approached him. “I dreamt I was in a war. It felt so real.”
“A war?” Yu Xiheng’s gaze flickered.
“Yes, I’ve been reading history. Maybe I’ve been reading too many war records, ”
Si Fuqing pondered, resting her chin in her hand. “Boss, how could the
Emperor Yin be so formidable?”
“It’s not just about his strength,” Yu Xiheng spoke indifferently. “He had many helpers. Do you really think one person, no matter how strong, could conquer the vast territory of Great Xia?”
“Of course not,” Si Fuqing agreed. “Being able to lead and inspire troops, and having so many willing to follow him, that’s a skill in itself.”
“It seems you really admire him,” Yu Xiheng smiled, looking up. “But what you know of him is only what’s recorded in history books.. How can you be sure what kind of person he truly was?”