Translator: _Min_
Si Fuqing hesitated, her voice tinged with disbelief. “What did you say?
“To stem the wild surge that’s already falling,
Prop the great edifice that’s nearly collapsing,
In harmony with the rhythm, like Fuqing, enthralling.”
JI Xingzhi said while taking pictures. “Ah, such a name is too grand for most to bear. Let me check the birthday of this star; I need to cast a divination for her.”
Si Fuqing took a slow breath and smiled, albeit thinly. “Get lost.”
She had no need for divinations.
With a cold demeanor, Si Fuqing ended the call.
The photo sent by JI Xingzhi arrived just then.
It was the set of national-style costume photos she had taken at East Moon.
Si Fuqing fell silent.
Had JI Xingzhi not mentioned it, she would have remained unaware that East Moon was advertising even at the airport.
[JI]: Big brother, why did you hang up on me? I didn’t say anything wrong!
[JI]: See, I told you this name is too much for most. Look at Si Fuqing; she had so many scandals in the past. Poor girl.
Ji Xingzhi’s third message never made it.
A red exclamation mark popped up instead.
[NINE has enabled friend verification. You are not yet a friend. Please send a friend request first, and wait for approval before chatting.] Ji Xingzhi was baffled as question marks appeared over this head.
Damn, was he deleted?
Did he say something wrong?
His big brother really has a strange temper.
Confused, Ji Xingzhi pondered for a long time but couldn’t figure it out.
He slowly navigated to Si Fuqing’s fan forum and followed it.
Great Xia Divine Beauty.
Truly living up to the name.
He became a fan.
The next morning.
In a private hospital.
Grandma Xu slept soundly for a day and felt much better.
In the afternoon, a nurse brought lunch.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
Thinking it was Si Fuqing, Grandma Xu struggled to get out of bed, only to be gently restrained by a strong, slender hand.
“There’s no need for you to get up,” Yu Xiheng said with a soft smile. “Do you feel unwell anywvhere else?”
“Oh,” Feng San, who followed Yu Xiheng, stepped forward and promptly said, “Brother Nine is Miss Si’s—”
He couldn’t finish his sentence.
“Ah, I see now,” Grandma Xu clapped her hands in realization, delighted. “You must be Teacher Si’s partner!”
Feng San:
Shang Lu:
Yu Xiheng’s expression remained unaltered, as if nothing could disturb his composure.
His brows raised slightly, as if amused.
Shang Lu, who had also come along, was petrified. He blurted out, “Grandma, please don’t speak nonsense, this is not…”
“Young man, I have a good eye,” Grandma Xu sternly glared at Shang Lu, who stopped mid-sentence. “I’ve recently been watching Xiyun’s show. The fans say Teacher Si is the Great Xia Divine Beauty.”
“Of course, such a beauty can only be matched with another beauty. Ah, I’ve seen other celebrities who are attractive, but they pale in comparison to Teacher Si.”
Shang Lu:
Who knew Grandma Xu was so trendy.
Ignoring Shang Lu and Feng San, Grandma Xu turned to Yu Xiheng. “What’s your surname, sir? I must thank you properly.”
“My surname is Yu,” he replied calmly. “There’s no need to thank me for what she did.”
“Yu, that’s a good name,” Grandma Xu beamed. “A perfect match with Si.”
Feng San looked on with a blank expression.
He couldn’t see the match at all.
No wonder Xu Xiyun was the way he was.
Like family.
After a while, footsteps sounded again.
As Si Fuqing entered, she saw Yu Xiheng patiently answering Grandma Xu’s questions, occasionally nodding with a smile.
The sunlight cast a golden glow on his gray suit, creating an almost ethereal effect.
She paused, momentarily captivated.
Yu Xiheng turned to her just then.
His eyes, under the pale golden light, appeared even more stunning.
Like dispelling clouds and fog, his presence was unmistakable.
He lifted his gaze, his phoenix eyes long and profound, he asked, “You’re here. Have you had lunch?”
“I have,” Si Fuqing approached. “Boss, what brings you here?” “Just overseeing an employee’s work,” Yu Xiheng replied nonchalantly.
Si Fuqing:
Right.
There was no arguing with that.
“Grandma,” Xu Xiyun rushed in, out of breath. “Grandma, are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” Grandma Xu grasped his hand. “Xiyun, when is your third performance?”
“This Saturday,” Xu Xiyun replied, somewhat nervously. “Grandma, will you be watching?”
Grandma Xu had never experienced a talent show due to her poor health..