Su Chengxi was taken aback for a moment, then slightly hurt, "Yuqing, how can you talk about me like that? I know you're upset, and I will discuss it with dad, but you also know, dad is... well, anyhow, I'll do my best. In another month, you'll be of age, and you should have your own house too."
The word "of age" was emphasized by Su Chengxi.
Su Yuqing caught the emphasis at once, her gaze turning cold. Being a minor was indeed troublesome.
"You can keep the Su Family's house to yourself, I don't fancy it. As for the lies you mentioned?" Her mouth curled into a smirk, "We shall see."
With that, she strode past everyone, when passing by Jiang Chenan and Su Chengxi, she met Jiang Chenan's fierce gaze and Su Chengxi's blaming yet helpless eyes, and continued unhurriedly, "I hope you won't regret this."
Then, she walked away with her head held high.
Scoffing, "Regret? Dream on." Jiang Chenan and Su Chengxi had not even spoken when Xia Chuwie sneered.
A stepdaughter is nothing to the Su Family; without them, she is nothing.
"My sister really blames me," said Su Chengxi, her eyelids drooping, a touch of melancholy apparent.
Most of the men present felt pity for her.
Su Chengxi's appearance was of the cool and fragile kind, her public persona marketed as pure and unblemished, which readily roused people's protective instincts.
He Suyan glanced at her and seeing Jiang Chenan as if he couldn't wait to pull her into his arms for comfort, snorted inwardly and casually withdrew his gaze, following behind Su Yuqing as they left.
Gu Zhan looked from one to the other, then quickly followed in Actor He's steps.
"Relying on her looks, sticking to men everywhere, that's all the skill she has," Xia Chuwie muttered jealously, clearly heard in the quiet corridor.
With everyone lost in their thoughts, Xi Yanhong thought of the lazy way Su Yuqing had lifted her eyelids earlier and suddenly felt his heart stir.
He had initially thought Su Yuqing was just a pretty face, quite boring, but now he found her quite interesting.
He Suyan walked swiftly, catching up with Su Yuqing who was waiting for the elevator, "The Jiang Family and Su Family have probably made their statements online by now."
Hearing his somewhat deep voice, Su Yuqing turned her head and smiled, her eyes narrowing slightly and a gleam flitting across them, "I guessed as much."
But in the end, it remained to be seen who would win.
He Suyan raised an eyebrow, "Do you need help?"
How could he openly tie her fate to his? That was the question.
"Thank you, but not for now," Su Yuqing knew, the toughest favors to repay were those of kindness, especially in the chaotic entertainment industry.
But maybe she really needed help, Su Yuqing sighed to herself.
Noticing the change in her expression, He Suyan paused, then remained silent.
Right then, Gu Zhan also joined them.
The three entered the elevator; they stayed on different floors, Su Yuqing on the sixth, and both He Suyan and Gu Zhan on the eighth.
"This is my floor, see you tomorrow." She was the first to walk out of the elevator, waving behind her to the other two.
Back in her room, Su Yuqing took a bath first, then ordered some food from the front desk before plugging in her phone and turning it on.
Twenty-three missed calls and dozens of WeChat messages.
She glanced at them and ignored them all, about to open Weibo when her phone suddenly vibrated.
Quite tenacious.
Seeing the contact name, she let the phone ring for a long time before finally tapping the green button at the last second.
"Su Yuqing, you've got some nerve, not even picking up your mother's calls?!"
A roaring voice came through the speaker, full of anger.
Su Yuqing was glad she hadn't held it to her ear, and spoke unhurriedly, "Madam Ou, are you going through menopause? Such fury?"
The other end went silent for a moment, then erupted into even stronger anger, "Su Yuqing, you ungrateful wretch, the Su Family has provided for you, and what do you go saying online, slandering your sister and Jiang..."
Click!
Su Yuqing hung up, the shrill voice was too annoying.
He subsequently opened his contacts list, found the name he was looking for, and within a breath, he had blacklisted them.
He fired up Weibo, clicked on direct messages, and purged them all with a single click—all trash, and they were saying nothing but trash.
He checked the trending searches.
#Su Yuqing's Biological Mother Speaks Up, Lying Is Second Nature Since Childhood#
#Su Yuqing a Thankless Wretch#Su Yuqing's High School Grades Fabricated##Su Yuqing Falsely Claimed to Be Taken Advantage of by Company#
Several trending topics were about her.
He casually clicked on one, and the top comments were all cursing.
[Su Yuqing, get out of the entertainment industry]
[Who is Su Yuqing? Using these kinds of tactics for marketing? For attention?]
[Su Yuqing, may your dead mother and your whole family die!]
[What is this, another D-lister seeking attention? This approach is so low!]
The comments below were filled with curses; you could say that the few voices trying to defend her had been drowned out and were nowhere to be seen.
She clicked her tongue and gave a like to the comment that cursed her dead mother and family.
She then opened a video of Ou Yulan at a press conference, watched it once, and clicked it away.
Afterward, she fiddled with her phone for a while, lingered over a video sent by Director Lin, but in the end, she didn't send it.
She grabbed a long coat to put on and opened the door to head outside.
Five minutes later, at the doorstep of He Suyan's room on the eighth floor, the doorbell chimed.
"Go open the door," said He Suyan, wearing only a bathrobe and looking at the online news on his computer. He instructed Fu Jin without even lifting his head upon hearing the doorbell.
Fu Jin, who was enjoying a delicious meal, got up reluctantly to answer the door.
"Miss Su?" He looked at Su Yuqing in surprise, "You…"
"I'm looking for God He," said Su Yuqing, pressing down the hood of her trench coat. "Is it convenient?"
Fu Jin felt a knot of suspicion in his heart and was about to refuse when He Suyan had already spoken, "Come in, I'm here."
"Please come in, Miss Su," said Fu Jin, rolling his eyes covertly as he opened the door.
After Su Yuqing entered, he took another look at the empty hallway and breathed a sigh of relief.
He wore a deep blue bathrobe, the neckline open wide, revealing a strong chest and the outline of his abs; his hair was half wet; he sat on the single sofa with one leg crossed over the other, a silver laptop on his lap, and he was lifting his head to look at her.
A trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, his thin lips slightly pursed, exuding a forbidding allure of the utmost temptation.
Su Yuqing's throat moved slightly, and she suppressed the heat within her, "May I borrow your computer?"
Her mind was full of the words He Suyan had said earlier, Do you need help?
So she didn't stand on ceremony.
He Suyan's mouth curled slightly, he chuckled softly, "Of course, feel free to use it."
Then straightened up and placed the computer on the coffee table in front of him.
Because of his movement, the neckline of his bathrobe opened even wider. Su Yuqing was sitting right across from him, seeing everything clearly; her fingers involuntarily curled up a little.
He Suyan noticed her movement, a quick flash in his eyes; it seemed he'd found a way to bind Su Yuqing to him.
Suddenly, Su Yuqing felt as if she were being watched. By the time she sought to look into it further, the sensation had vanished.
She paused, not pursuing the matter further.
She sat down, turned the computer around, and quickly got to work, her fingers flying across the keyboard.
Fu Jin walked over, curious. "What are you doing?"
The computer screen was dark, showing only a mess of incomprehensible code.