Jincheng, Xie family.
Xia Youqing just returned from an event, and there were already many fans, entertainment bloggers, news media, and internet celebrities on Weibo reposting photos from the event.
Her assistant had already posted high-quality images from the event using her personal account while she was attending, with ten photos full of sincerity, catering to her fans.
From the start of the event until she returned home, the promotional photos from the event had already been reposted over 200,000 times, commented on over 100,000 times, and liked more than 130,000 times on her Weibo.
Indeed, Xia Youqing is a top-tier influencer with over a hundred million Weibo fans in China’s entertainment circle; her popularity is indisputable.
The comments section overflowed with praise:
"Thank you for meeting you [heart]."
"Such a beautiful sister, long time no see."
"Ahhh wife."
"Oops! It’s the feeling of a crush... breathtaking looks... definitely a face genius! Qingqing’s beauty is a violation!!! Using beauty as a weapon! Stars in the eyes~"
"Epic beauty, she’s practically a walking magazine cover!"
"So beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful..."
Having just walked the red carpet and attended the event, Xia Youqing, originally tired and planning to remove her makeup and rest at home, changed her mind instantly when she saw so much praise for her beauty on Weibo.
She could hold on a bit longer!
So, she didn’t remove her makeup, didn’t change her clothes, kicked off her tiring heels, and sat earnestly on the sofa playing with her phone.
Throughout, she also occasionally switched to a side account to interact with netizens.
There were so many praises for her beauty; Xia Youqing was beyond happy.
In high spirits, she swiped her phone while muttering to it, "Mirror, mirror, who is the fairest of them all?"
Xie Yizun and Xie Baosheng came downstairs together and saw this scene.
Fifteen-centimeter high heels were casually kicked onto the smooth floor, an expensive designer evening bag was thrown carelessly into a corner of the sofa, their mother (wife) with a glamorous, exquisite makeup was wearing a high-end gold gown, lounging ungracefully on the sofa scrolling through her phone, and while scrolling, was playfully questioning her phone, "Mirror, mirror, who is the fairest of them all?"
Xie Baosheng immediately jogged over with his beer belly to his beloved wife, gently massaging her shoulders and legs while flatteringly saying, "Xia Youqing is the fairest of them all."
Xie Yizun, following behind, rolled his eyes dramatically.
The eye roll was caught by Xia Youqing, who had looked up.
She glanced sideways at her now mostly-grown son, "If I’m not the fairest of them all, then who is?"
Those eyes, due to makeup, looked extremely sharp. As she glanced sideways at Xie Yizun, they seemed to say that even if he dared say otherwise, she could kill him with her gaze.
But Xie Yizun was no longer the soft, timid child afraid of her.
He was now a teenager with his own dignity and independent thoughts!
So, Xie Baosheng and Xia Youqing watched as their son stood in front of them, arms crossed with a disdainful expression, coldly stating, "Snow White is the fairest of them all."
Xie Baosheng continued smiling while massaging his beloved wife’s shoulders and legs without saying a word.
Xia Youqing was taken aback, speechless, "Snow White is fake, so Xia Youqing is the fairest of them all."
Xie Yizun continued to roll his eyes skillfully, "Then sister is the fairest of them all."
"..."
Xia Youqing stared at him silently for a minute, her chest feeling heavy, but decided not to argue with the brat.
With a lackluster and perfunctory response, she said, "Fine, your sister is the fairest, okay?"
Just then, her phone rang.
Xie Yizun happened to catch a glimpse of the caller ID: "Youyou."
His cold, exquisite little face immediately brightened up, and he moved over with a smile to urge her to pick up, "It’s sister, Mom, hurry and answer."
Xia Youqing reluctantly pressed the answer key.
"Youyou."
"Sister."
Both spoke at the same time, and Xia Youqing helplessly glanced at her son, opting to turn on the speaker so the whole family could hear.
"Yiyi hasn’t slept yet?" It was past ten at night; Ning Youguang had just finished today’s work and was browsing Weibo, seeing photos and videos of Xia Youqing attending the event, knowing she hadn’t slept, called her.
"He..."
"Yeah, Mom just got home, I came downstairs to see her." Xie Yizun beat Xia Youqing to respond.
Xia Youqing had to shut up, shoving the phone into his hand and letting him talk to his sister as much as he wanted.
Over the years, Xie Baosheng had become more proficient in massage techniques since marrying her.
She closed her eyes halfway, listening to the sibling conversation.
"Oh, Mom, tired?" Ning Youguang asked while sitting on the sofa, sipping water.
"Dad’s giving her a massage." Xie Yizun replied truthfully, "Sister, did you come back from Boston?"
"Yeah, brought gifts for everyone. Sent them out this afternoon, remember to sign for them in a few days."
"Wow, sister I love you so much." Over the phone, the boy’s clear voice was full of joy.
Ning Youguang smiled, "Mhm, love you too."
Xie Yizun happily swayed on the spot for half a minute, immediately informing Xie Baosheng and Xia Youqing about the gifts they’re about to receive.
Ning Youguang heard them clearly over the phone, and promptly received thanks from Xie Baosheng and Xia Youqing.
She chuckled lightly in response, "I’m just passing it along; the gifts weren’t prepared by me, they were by Little Wangyue."
The name Little Wangyue was known to the Xie family.
More precisely, the name Shi Wangyue was familiar in every house of Ning Youguang’s.
Xia Youqing naturally expressed concern, "Is the kid doing well in the United States?"
Ning Youguang laughed, "He’s doing wonderfully."
Xia Youqing also laughed, "Good to hear, good is good."
Xie Baosheng, who remembered the good-looking and obedient young man, also spoke brightly, "Being abroad must be difficult; you shouldn’t have had to bother him to buy gifts. I’ll send some money, and you make sure to pass on a red envelope to him, it’s the thought that counts."
Ning Youguang chuckled, "Uncle, don’t worry; he’s not short on money, he’s quite good at making it."
Xie Baosheng laughed, "No matter how good, he’s just a kid in his twenties."
Age and experience count for something, and no matter how good he is, how much can he earn?
Ning Youguang understood what Xie Baosheng was getting at but didn’t elaborate further, and turned to Xie Yizun, "Yiyi, do you remember Wangyue brother? He’s the one who spent Children’s Day with you and bought you a huge lollipop."
When Shi Wangyue went abroad, Xie Yizun was just a five-year-old, and he’s been gone for six or seven years now.
Afraid he didn’t remember, she reminded him.
Unexpectedly, Xie Yizun’s memory was better than anticipated; he cheerfully replied, "Sister, I remember, he not only bought me candy, but he bought sister candy too."
Ning Youguang recalled the past, when Xie Yizun once threw a fit and discarded a lemon candy on the ground, she laughed, "Yes, that’s him, let me know when you receive the gifts."
Xie Yizun nodded obediently, "Okay."