"What the hell? Don't tell me my pen name, Beautiful Warrior, has been exposed..." Han Xiaoye frantically opened Weibo.
"What the heck?" She counted the @ on her Weibo and the flood of comments. "One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand... a hundred thousand!! What's going on?"
Sure, she had some notoriety in the paparazzi world, but this level of commotion was just insane, right?
As the numbers kept skyrocketing, she clicked on Weibo.
At the top, there was a shamelessly bold post with thirty thousand likes. "I don't know if overdosing on minnows can lead to impotence, but the chugging chicken soup will definitely poison you."
Posted by ID: Quan Ronglian!
D*mn it!
Below, Quan Ronglian's fans bombarded her with all kinds of greetings and messages. Some envied her for receiving Quan Ronglian's reply, while others cursed her as a hater... Thankfully, her own Weibo page was clean. Otherwise, with his fans' level of obsession, they could've practically dug out all her information.
"Xiaoye, does Quan Ronglian know that you're Beautiful Warrior?"
Han Xiaoye swiftly retorted with a reply, "Then I'll take this opportunity to represent the moon and rid the world of this scourge."
Though she said that, she double-checked her Weibo to make sure there was nothing that could expose her true identity before finally letting out a sigh of relief.
But seriously, she must be having a streak of bad luck lately. With all those replies, how did Quan Ronglian manage to find hers? Could it be that she and Quan Ronglian were destined to be arch-nemeses?
"Ding!"
Her phone flashed at that moment and went completely black!
"No way!" Han Xiaoye stubbornly held down the power button, desperately hoping for her phone to revive, but after a momentary flicker, it succumbed to total darkness.
She hadn't even had the chance to call Fu Zhiyan!
Han Xiaoye wailed and threw herself onto the bed, rolling around.
Argh, this was so infuriating! What could she do now? She couldn't just ask someone to borrow a power bank. Even though she could probably find one outside, being unfamiliar with the place gave her an uneasy feeling.
She turned off the lamp on the left side and attempted to fall asleep. Half an hour passed... The person in bed rolled over again, wrapping herself up like a spring roll with the blanket...
"Swoosh—" Half an hour later, she abruptly threw off the blanket and sat up.
What was she supposed to do when she couldn't sleep in an unfamiliar place?
Han Xiaoye felt her throat parched, and her frustration grew unbearable.
"Click."
Just then, a faint sound of the door opening echoed through the room.
She perked up her ears. Could it be... a burglar?
Nah, that couldn't be possible. This was the old residence of the Fu family. What kind of petty thief would dare to trespass here?
Then...
Han Xiaoye nervously swallowed, images from the horror movies she had seen flashing through her mind. Suddenly, a chill ran down her spine, and she quickly wrapped herself up tightly with the blanket, pretending to be asleep.
The sound of steady footsteps drew nearer and nearer...
Han Xiaoye's heart raced, feeling the frigid air inching closer... In that critical moment, she let out a cry and leaped up, executing a swift counterattack that pinned down the intruder onto the bed!
"Who? Playing tricks on me!"
"Han Xiaoye!"
In the darkness, the man's low and deep voice was filled with anger.
"Mr... Fu?" Han Xiaoye's imposing aura, which was as vibrant as a balloon, instantly deflated like a punctured balloon. She released her grip as if being electrocuted and awkwardly called out.
The room's light suddenly switched on, and without any surprise, she saw Fu Zhiyan's serious face.
She nervously defended herself, "Hahaha, I didn't mean it. It's late at night, and I thought it was something else."
"Hmm? Something else?"
Han Xiaoye stuck out her tongue and shuddered with lingering fear. "It's a ghost! Isn't that how they act in TV shows? The female protagonist arrives alone in an unfamiliar place and can't sleep at night. Suddenly, there's a creepy sound of the door opening outside..."
Fu Zhiyan's gaze pierced through her like sharp knives.
Han Xiaoye immediately shut her mouth, not daring to continue.
Finally, Xiaoye quieted down. Fu Zhiyan tiredly took off his coat and casually placed it beside the bed. He seemed to know what Han Xiaoye wanted to ask and spoke in an indifferent tone, "Your mother, Xuanji, is the adopted daughter of my family. Her original name is not Han Xuanji but Fu Xuanji. Back then, she had some disputes with your grandfather and left home in anger. Afterward, she entered the entertainment industry, and the Fu family has silently been keeping an eye on her. But no one expected that she would quietly leave the entertainment industry and change her name to marry your father, cutting off ties with the Fu family. For these years, Grandma has been searching for you all. She cherished your mother the most when she was young, and finally found you, only to hear the news of your mother's passing. It's painful for an elderly person to see their loved ones pass away. Seeing you, she couldn't help but be emotional."
This was the first time Han Xiaoye heard this man speak such a long sentence. Although she had guessed this possibility a long time ago, hearing it from someone's mouth gave her a different feeling. Her shocked heartstrings trembled slightly, and even her usual mischievous smile couldn't be maintained on her face.
"Fu Zhiyan, are you joking with me?"
Fu Zhiyan's deep eyes focused on her, and he slowly reached out his hand. "Technically speaking, I am your uncle."
Hell uncle!
Han Xiaoye quickly backed away, avoiding his hand. Her eyes evaded his gaze, and she said, "Fu Zhiyan, I'm tired and want to sleep."
Without waiting for the man to answer, she covered herself with the blanket and hid herself entirely within it.
"I'm in the room next to yours. Call me if you need anything." After waiting for about three minutes, the man's usual cold voice sounded.
The door clicked shut.
Han Xiaoye immediately lifted the blanket and sat up.
Her mother was the adopted daughter of the Fu family, and Fu Zhiyan turned out to be her real uncle. And the first time they met, she stripped him naked, handcuffed him to the bed, and took a series of scandalous photos. Oh my God! Could there be anything more absurd than this?
But on careful thought, Fu Zhiyan's attitude toward her was indeed... strange. Not particularly close, but completely different from the cold and ruthless personality rumored about him. And it seemed like he had a special kind of patience with her.
Han Xiaoye's chaotic heart slowly calmed down.
She didn't know what had happened in the previous generation, nor did she understand why her mother never told her anything about the Fu family until her death. But today, she could feel that Grandma Fu really treated her well, and she didn't want to disappoint someone who treated her kindly.
"Forget it, let things unfold naturally. I should just go to sleep"
She thought to herself.
Not knowing if it was because Fu Zhiyan was right next door, her previously restless heart suddenly settled. She closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep...
Han Xiaoye didn't know that the man leaning against her door had been smoking all night, unable to sleep.
...
The next day, beautiful sunlight streamed in through the window, and birds chirped incessantly on the tree branches. Han Xiaoye lazily yawned and crawled out of bed.
Suddenly. "Ah!" A scream shattered the peaceful morning. Han Xiaoye stared stiffly at the clock on the wall—the hour hand arrogantly pointed at 10! Oh no! She was late!
Today was Friday, and she remembered that the arrogant guy had reminded her yesterday. In the third class, their class was supposed to compete against Class Three in a mixed-gender 800-meter race. Representing their class in the race were she and Ye Chen!