28 How Dare You

Qi Xenjin was inside her room, holding her phone as she scanned through Weibo, looking for news about Sweet Memories. She wasn't happy how things turned out during the meeting. She was furious about Xu Jia Li and how lucky she was to have Si Weimin as her male lead.

"CEO Si, tch! He's too handsome for her. Stupid bitch!"

She auditioned for the useless second male lead. Did she deserve it? No, she believed she's more capable and much younger than her. She should be the female lead and that's the only thing she wanted to believe in. If it wasn't for Li Yun, why would she even care about the stupid role?

She searched Xu Jia Li's name and clicked directly at her account. She saw the newsfeed about her and read at some of the posts.

With a wicked smile on her lips, she stared at her face while she was being interviewed during her Asian Tour. She cursed her in her mind.

Qi Xenjin suddenly felt envious of her, the edge of her lips twitched as she clenched her phone, her knuckles almost white in anger. She hated the smile on Xu Jia Li's face. Deep inside, she loathed her. She couldn't let her be happy.

First, it was Li Yun. Now, it was CEO Si.

"She's really the biggest slut! Humph! That role should've been mine. What's so good about her anyway? She doesn't even deserve CEO Si to be her male lead. That bitch! Always that bitch!!! Aaaahh! She's getting on my nerves!"

Her heart was filled with unspeakable anger as she threw the pillows on the floor. Face with sweat, she was panting so hard.

Suddenly, an evil idea crossed her mind. She quirked her brows as she sneered,

"Hahahaha! Let's see what you can do now! You removed the rumours before? Probably selling your body, you old hag! How about this now, huh? Hahaha!"

Without waiting for another second, moving her thumb so fast, she logged out from her account and registered with a new one. She randomly picked a username which she thought would not be as easily recognized and would look common. After making the new account, she posted an article which she tagged to random people whom she added a while back.

Satisfied, she grinned widely and congratulated herself with what she did. Her happiness prompted her to lie down on her bed as she raised her feet on the head board.

"Let's see, bitch. I wanna see how you'll refute this."

With an evil laugh, she giggled like a child in her bed, still thinking of the possible effects of the article on Xu Jia Li, she was in ecstasy – totally forgetting that this move could be the start of her downfall.

________________________________________________________________

Zhou Mansion

Zhou Bingbing wanted to join her but due to her schedule she missed the chance of being with her in Paris. They both loved travelling abroad but her mother only appreciated the scenic views while she, on the another hand, laid her hands on the luxurious branded bags, shoes and dresses. Her travels would not be complete without splurging on those things.

She believed that branded clothes made her even more appealing than wearing lousy local brands. She sat straight as she drank her tea leisurely. She just had a bite of steak and asparagus which was prepared only for her. She became more westernized in her taste and attitudes that she even preferred Western cuisine.

Zhou Jiayin on the other hand, was enjoying his traditional Chinese cuisine. He was digging in his sautéed vegetable, roasted duck, spring rolls and wonton soup. He liked to eat and would always look for Chinese food instead of other cuisines.

He was still as good looking as before because he maintained his good figure well. Zhou Bingbing looked at the food with disgust as she spoke,

"Dad, why do you even like eating those?"

"These remind me of how wonderful China is." He laughed.

"Humph, it's not even delicious."

"Xiao Bingbing, you have to love where you came from. These foods show how genius our culinary masters are."

"Yeah, of course dad." She answered as she raised her brow. "Anyway Dad, tonight is the Art Exhibit of Paul McMillan. I need you to be there, please. You know, I wasn't the type to attend such boring events."

"Then why accept it, dear?" Zhou Jiayin wiped his mouth as he gazed at her.

"How could I ever refuse the invitation dad? And I even called him, telling him you're coming."

"Why don't you come with me, then? It's a form of support for your friend."

"It's never my thing, dad. So, please go on my stead.

"Okay, okay, dear. I'll go. If only your mom was here, she'll be more than happy to accompany this old man." He chuckled as he continued, "How was your visit with Old Si yesterday?"

"Well, dad. I'll be very honest," she pouted her lips acting all pitiful in front of Zhou Jiayin as she continued, "Weimin-ge doesn't like me. I feel so embarrassed, dad. He's very cold and indifferent."

"Oh? Is he? That child never changed."

"Dad, why don't you arrange our marriage instead? I mean, I would like to get married now and Grandpa Si loves me dearly."

"I'll see what I can do for my princess." He said as he patted her hand on the table.

"Yaayy! My dad is the nicest."

After Zhou Bingbing hugged her father, he stood and excused himself as he went to his study room.

She remained on her seat as she pondered on his father's words. She couldn't wait for the moment that they would get married. She's been longing for that day when she would be Mrs. Si Weimin.

She stood up and went outside, she called her manager. After a while, she heard a voice on the other line, "Yes, Bingbing?"

"I need to know Weimin-ge's schedule."

"B-but Bingbing, you know it's hard. How could I ever get his schedule? Even bribing Assistant Wang Guo is a preposterous thought!"

"I don't care!! You have to get it. I need to know where he will be this night."

"Tch, I'll try but I'm not promising. It's like getting a piece of paper inside a lion's den."

"Don't you start complaining now! I need to know his schedule this night!"

"Bingbing, aren't you going to Paul's art exhibit? I heard many celebrities are invited. It would be better if you'll attend."

"It's a boring art exhibit, what do I care?"

"What if Si Weimin will be there?"

"I doubt. He loves painting but he never attended any art exhibit before."

"Are you sure?"

"Why are you even asking so much? Don't aske okay? Just do what I told you."

After the conversation, Zhou Bingbing breathed heavily, her mind preoccupied by Si Weimin.

'I need to see him.'

As she was thinking of him, she decided to open her Weibo account. She scanned through the top posts and what she saw made her eyes grew bigger with shock. Her mouth left opened, forming an o. She was speechless, and more than that, she was furiously annoyed.

The article gained so much reactions and shares. It was on top of the popular search. People were commenting maniacally which made her even more furious.

She was fuming with anger as she perused the article in her phone. After seemed like a long time, digesting the news, she slammed her fist on the table. She couldn't believe any of it. She was aghast.

With uneven breathing, she repeated reading the article all over again, thinking that she might just be mistaken.

However, after 5 times of rereading it, it never changed. Frantically, she dialled her manager's number, after hearing her, she bombarded her with questions, "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THE POST?!"

"What post?"

"The top Weibo post!"

"I still haven't seen. Hold on for a while. Let me see it firts."

"How could you not know it?! It's all over the internet!"

After a while, she heard a gasp on the other line, "Is this even true?"

"How will I know? I'm asking you! You must know a thing or two!"

"No, I haven't heard about this. Oh my gosh! Is this even true?"

"You have to find out!"

"I can't believe this. Ah, I really can't"

"You have to give me the answer this instance."

"Wait, I'll see what I can get. Let me call you after."

She ended the call and slumped on her seat. 'How is this possible? How? Why?'