Chapter 452 - 452: The Whole Internet’s Condemnation! His Majesty Found a Big Boss for Qjngqing (2)
Translator: _Min_
Bouncing back from the brink, Si Fuqing’s resurgence was monumental.
Her fan base swelled anew, united by a singular trait of deep empathy and support.
[My daughter has been through so much; she deserves nothing but a path strewn with flowers from now on!]
[My heart aches for her; mommy going to support her in every way I can!]
Si Fuqing received a myriad of calls offering solace, to which she assured everyone she was fine.
Xie Yu even made a special call.
“Ms. Si,” he began, his tone leisurely, “how does it feel to have a legion of ‘mother fans’ all of a sudden?”
Staring at her Weibo filled with comments of concern, Si Fuqing felt... conflicted.
Had she not experienced this life anew, she wouldn’t have even known about the existence of ‘mother fans’.
“Ah,” Si Fuqing smiled, “I should probably have a word with Auntie Xie about what it’s like to have so many people consider you their son.”
Xie Yu was momentarily speechless.
The exchange ended with no victor.
But with his own mother involved, Xie Yu conceded defeat.
No sooner had Si Fuqing ended the call with Xie Yu than another call came in.
Glancing at the caller ID labeled “Black-hearted Monster” for a few seconds, she answered.
“Where are you?” Yu Xiheng’s voice was concise and cool, yet rich and pleasing to the ear.
Sang Yanqing was negotiating a role for him in a film likely to earn a Glenn Award, but tragically, the actor took his own life due to depression before filming began.
The event deeply affected Sang Yanqing, leading to her withdrawal from the industry.
This was her first appearance in six years.
Si Fuqing was equally surprised that Yu Xiheng had persuaded Sang Yanqing to come out of retirement.
“I love hearing compliments,” Sang Yanqing laughed heartily, “Mr. Yu
mentioned you’re likable, and I can see why. I like you already.” Si Fuqing blinked, “He said I’m likable?”
Many had said so, from her master to the sect’s accountant.
But hearing it from Yu Xiheng...
She could almost picture him working by the window, his suit catching the light, exuding innate nobility.
And then going down...
She halted her thoughts.
Time to focus.
“Yes,” Sang Yanqing’s laughter faded, her expression turning serious, “Do you have goals?”
Si Fuqing gathered her thoughts, “I do.”
“Having goals is good,” Sang Yanqing nodded, “Tell me about your short-term and long-term plans.”
“My short-term plan is to finish filming ‘Crossing the Demon Realm’. As for the long-term?” Si Fuqing’s brows lifted, her smile light, “To surpass Yun Lan.” At those words, Sang Yanqing’s demeanor changed instantly.
She even stood up abruptly to check their surroundings, ensuring no one overheard..