Su Chengxi was stunned for a moment, then somewhat hurt, "Yuqing, how can you talk about me like that? I know you're upset, and I will discuss it with Dad, but you know how he is... Anyway, I will try my best. In another month, you'll be of age and should have your own house too."
She emphasized the words "of age."
Su Yuqing caught the emphasis immediately; her gaze turned colder, being underage really was a nuisance.
"Keep the Su Family house to yourself; I don't fancy it, and as for lying?" A corner of her mouth twitched, "Let's wait and see."
With that said, she walked past everyone, passing by Jiang Chenan and Su Chengxi, met Jiang Chenan's fierce gaze, and Su Chengxi's blame mixed with helplessness, and continued nonchalantly, "I hope you won't regret it."
Then, she strode away.
"Tssk, 'hope you won't regret it', what daydreams," Xia Chuwie scoffed before Jiang Chenan and Su Chengxi could even respond.
A stepdaughter who was nothing to the Su Family was nothing at all.
"My sister really does blame me," Su Chengxi said with half-closed eyes, looking somewhat forlorn.
Most of the men present felt pity for her.
Su Chengxi had a cold and delicate look, marketed as a pure and pristine figure, which greatly evoked people's protective instincts.
He Suyan glanced at her, noticing Jiang Chenan almost couldn't resist pulling her into his arms for a comforting hug, he sneered internally, withdrawing his gaze indifferently and following Su Yuqing as she left.
Gu Zhan looked from one to the other before quickly following Actor He's steps.
"Relying on her face, clinging to men everywhere, that's all the capability she has," Xia Chuwie muttered jealously, her voice resoundingly clear in the quiet corridor.
Everyone had different thoughts, Xi Yanhong recalling the way Su Yuqing lifted her eyelids, her lazy demeanor suddenly made him feel a bit heated.
Initially, he thought Su Yuqing was just a pretty face, quite dull, but now she seemed rather interesting.
He Suyan, striding with long legs, quickly caught up with Su Yuqing, who was waiting for the elevator, "The Jiang Family and the Su Family have probably already started making statements online."
Hearing his slightly deep voice, Su Yuqing turned her head, smiled with the corners of her eyes lifting slightly, and a glint flashed in her eyes, "I guessed as much."
But the final outcome remained to be seen.
He Suyan raised an eyebrow, "Need help?"
How could she legitimately tie someone to herself? That was the question.
"Thanks, but not for now," Su Yuqing knew that the hardest things to repay were favors, especially in the entertainment industry, a place teeming with dragons and snakes.
However, she might really need help, Su Yuqing sighed to herself.
Noticing the change in her expression, He Suyan paused, then said no more.
Just then, Gu Zhan also arrived.
The three of them entered the elevator; they stayed on different floors, Su Yuqing on the sixth, while He Suyan and Gu Zhan on the eighth.
"Here's my stop. See you tomorrow," she said, exiting the elevator first and waving to the other two without turning around.
Back in her room, Su Yuqing took a shower before ordering some food from the front desk, then plugged in her phone and turned it on.
Twenty-three missed calls, dozens of messages on WeChat.
She glanced at them and ignored them all, about to open Weibo when her phone started vibrating.
They really were persistent.
Looking at the contact name, she let the phone ring for a long time before pressing the green button at the last moment.
"Su Yuqing, you've got some nerve, not even answering your own mother's calls?!" An enraged voice came through the speaker, seething with anger.
Grateful she hadn't held it up to her ear, Su Yuqing spoke slowly, "Madam Ou, going through menopause? All this rage?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end before an even more intense fury burst out, "Su Yuqing, you unfilial and thankless girl, the Su Family has provided for you, and what are you saying online, slandering your sister and the Jiang..."
Click!
Su Yuqing hung up, the shrill voice was annoying.
He then opened the contacts, found the memo, blacklisted the contact, all in one go.
Opened Weibo, clicked on private messages, and cleared them all out in one click, all trash, with nothing but trash talked.
He tapped into the trending searches.
#Su Yuqing's Real Mother Speaks Out, Habitual Liar Since Childhood#
#Su Yuqing The Ingrate#Su Yuqing Faked Middle School Grades##Su Yuqing Once Lied About Being Harassed By Her Agency#
Several trending topics were about her.
He randomly opened one and all the top comments were curses.
[Su Yuqing, Get Out of the Entertainment Industry]
[Who is Su Yuqing? Using such tactics for marketing? To attract attention?]
[Su Yuqing, die with your dead mother and your whole family!]
[Who's this no-name trying to create buzz? Such a low tactic!]
Beneath were a torrent of abusive comments; indeed, the few voices that spoke for her were sprayed out of sight.
He clicked his tongue and gave a like to the comment wishing death on her mother and family.
Then he opened the video of Ou Yulan at the press conference, watched it once, and closed it.
Afterwards, she played with her phone, tapping on the video Director Lin had sent her, but in the end, she didn't send it.
She put on a long coat over her outfit and walked out the door.
Five minutes later, ringing of a doorbell was heard at the doorway of He Suyan's room on the eighth floor.
"Go open the door," He Suyan, wearing only a bathrobe, was looking at the news on his computer, directed Fu Jin without lifting his head upon hearing the doorbell.
Fu Jin, who was enjoying a gourmet meal, stood up reluctantly to open the door.
"Miss Su?" He looked at Su Yuqing in surprise, "You... "
"I need to see God He," Su Yuqing pushed down the hood of her trench coat, "Is it convenient?"
Fu Jin felt a surge of unease, about to refuse, but He Suyan had already invited her in, "Come in, I'm here."
"Please come inside, Miss Su." Fu Jin secretly rolled his eyes and pulled the door wide open.
After Su Yuqing entered, he looked down the hallway, relieved to find it empty.
The dark blue bathrobe was open at the neck, revealing a strong chest and the hint of abs, and with his hair half-wet, the man sat on a single sofa with one leg crossed over the other, a silver laptop on his lap, looking up at her.
There was a touch of bewilderment in his eyes, his thin lips slightly pursed, exuding an almost ascetic allure.
Su Yuqing's throat moved slightly, she stifled the restlessness in her heart, "May I use your laptop for a moment?"
Her mind was on He Suyan's previous offer, "Do you need help?"
So she had no qualms about it.
He Suyan's lips curved up slightly, a soft chuckle, "Of course, feel free to use it."
He then straightened up and placed the laptop on the coffee table in front of him.
Due to his movement, the neckline of the bathrobe opened even wider, and Su Yuqing, sitting opposite him, saw it all, her fingers involuntarily curling.
He Suyan noticed her action, a quick flash in the depths of his eyes, he seemed to have found a way to bind Su Yuqing to him.
For a moment, Su Yuqing felt like she was being targeted, but by the time she decided to scrutinize the feeling, it had disappeared.
She paused, but did not pursue it further.
She sat down, turned the laptop around, opened it skillfully, and her fingers flew across the keys.
Fu Jin, curious, walked over, "What are you doing?"
The computer screen was pitch black, showing only a jumble of indecipherable codes.