Chapter 88: Apologies, We’re Inviting Miss Si (2)
Translator: _Min_
“It won’t happen,” Yu Xiheng stated plainly.
Si Fuqing wasn’t sure if he meant he wouldn’t use honey traps on anyone else or if he simply wouldn’t get entangled.
But she didn’t bother pondering it.
Her third senior sister was the real master when it came to honey traps.
Although she had listened to her teachings, Si Fuqing had never had the talent for it and had never tried it.
She mused, contemplating the possibility of having her boss participate in a little experiment some time.
When the two entered the private room they had reserved in advance, Yu Tang was already there.
Unaware of the recent near-assassination attempt, she excitedly waved,
“Qingqing, over here!”
Si Fuqing walked over and hugged her, “Hello, girlfriend.”
Yu Tang was ecstatic, as she put her hands around her face, “Hee hee hee.” Who else would be so lucky to be hugged by Qingqing?
“If I wasn’t afraid of being murdered by your hundred thousand Mousses on social media, I’d definitely flaunt this on Weibo,” Yu Tang sighed.
“Hmm?” Si Fuqing sat down, “What are Mousses? What’s this about desserts wanting to murder people?”
“Qingqing, you’re so naive, ” Yu Tang sounded disappointed, “They’re your fans! The name is ‘Mousses’, it’s a play on your name, Mou’Si’, not some kind of desserts.”
Si Fuqing was speechless.
“Look, I made a fan group, and it reached two thousand people in just a few minutes,” Yu Tang showed her phone, “You’re on fire!”
“Hmm, not by a long shot,” Si Fuqing propped up her chin, “I’d rather continue my laid-back life.”
She had already retreated too much from her previous bottom line.
I can’t act in films; it would be the death ofme.
“No, you can’t keep lying low, Qingqing. Your fans are asking when you’re going to livestream,” Yu Tang declared loudly.
Si Fuqing leaned back, “No livestreaming. ”
“Not even a nine-grid selfie?”
“Nope.”
Yu Tang sighed, foreseeing a difficult future for the Mousses. “But you won’t be able to avoid the spotlight, you know. Your name is still trending. You’ll be swamped with offers from ads and variety shows. How will you manage being my Uncle Nine’s bodyguard?”
Yu Xiheng slightly lifted his eyes when he heard this.
“I’ll decline them,” Si Fuqing said calmly, “Unless they’re offering a lot of money.”
Yu Tang gave a parched “Oh.”
She had no idea how to explain to the fervent Mousses fans that their beloved had no career ambitions. It was tough being a fan of someone with zero career drive.
Meanwhile, two thousand kilometers away from the city of Lin, inside the Great Xia TV tower at Sijiu.
“Director!” The assistant director burst into the room, “Director! Big news!” The director was in the midst of sipping his tea and nearly spat it out.
“What’s so urgent? Urgent enough to choke me?” he managed to swallow his tea.
“You know how our new lifestyle reality show is still missing one person? I’ve found her!” The assistant director was flushed with excitement. “Look at this; we need to book her now or we’ll lose the opportunity!”
“Who is it?” The director put on his reading glasses, “I’ve told you before; I have high standards. I’ve heard you say this multiple times. I don’t trust you anymore.”
“This one will absolutely do!” The assistant director slammed a photo onto the table, “Look, this is her without makeup! Completely natural!”
“Alright, alright,” the director grumbled, “Everyone in the entertainment industry claims they’re natural, but they’re all wearing light makeup. This one, however—I’
His words abruptly stopped.
The photo was a screenshot from yesterday’s livestream where Si Fuqing had removed her makeup. It wasn’t a retouched picture.
On the photo, the girl’s fox-like eyes were curved, radiating a natural charisma and an air of nonchalance.
“See, she’s completely natural,” the assistant director said confidently. “You believe me now, right?”
The director finally snapped back to reality and took a deep breath, “When did the entertainment industry get someone this beautiful? A newly discovered talent?”
“No, no, no,” the assistant director corrected, “She’s been in the industry for two years, and has been back in the country for a year.”
“Two years?” The director raised his voice, “Are you joking? With this level of beauty, how can she remain unknown for two years? Are you trying to choke me to death?”
“It’s a long story,” the assistant director wiped his sweat, “She just removed her makeup yesterday. But that’s not important; what’s important is that we need to sign her quickly.”
“I see,” the director looked somewhat worried again, “She’s so beautiful, she must be just a pretty face, right?”