Chapter 561
Honey: Let's get him!
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"That's it..."
Gu Qing's voice was so soft it sounded like a sigh.
Did Sister Liying really go that far last night?
He then felt a slight burning sensation on his back. Gu Qing subconsciously reached out to touch it, but then lowered his hand halfway through – there were two pairs of eyes watching him from behind.
My back was quiet, so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.
Yang Mi and Dilraba were either stunned or terrified, not daring to even breathe loudly, and even Gu Qing felt like he was about to die.
"It's okay, I'm not panicking. It's others who are panicking."
He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, he had already casually put on a T-shirt.
After getting dressed, Gu Qing turned to the side.
Six eyes met.
Yang Mi and Dilraba's expressions were quite interesting. They were staring at him intently, their pretty faces displaying a variety of emotions—shock, curiosity, blush, and a hint of excitement that was hard to describe.
That look,
It's like... a male fan who's been a devoted admirer his whole life, who, by chance, discovers the true face of the pure and innocent female celebrity he's admired for years, behind the camera lens.
There was shock, collapse, and heartbreak.
But afterwards, some dark thoughts inevitably arise.
Gu Qing's image in front of female fans and the general public is also like this.
"A clean-cut, sunny, and warm-hearted national younger brother..."
"A refined and gentle noble young man with an ancient air..."
"A handsome and extraordinary young man..."
"Is this how it is in private?"
The air felt slightly stagnant.
"Sister Mi, Sister Reba, please put your clothes on first. I'll find someone to cover you as you get off the car later."
Gu Qing spoke softly, her bangs obscuring her eyes as she lowered her gaze to avoid the view from the bed.
His voice was as gentle and polite as ever, sounding like a caring younger brother.
But the more serious he became, the less Yang Mi wanted to let him go.
"younger brother……"
Da Mimi grabbed his wrist as he turned around; her fingers were icy cold, as if she had grasped something rare.
Her pretty face was playful, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a mischievous smile played on her lips, making her look like a cat that had caught a mouse.
What did you do last night? What happened to the injury on your back?
You little brat, still pretending to be innocent with me!
I'm going to strip you bare! From the inside out, from top to bottom, I won't leave a single bone behind!
Da Mimi was beaming with excitement, her eyes brimming with gossip, her peach blossom eyes shining like two searchlights.
"I fell by accident. Honey, do you have to ask about my private life?"
Gu Qing pulled her wrist away swiftly and decisively, without the slightest hesitation.
He may have died, but he has no guilty conscience.
I haven't done anything wrong, so what's there to be afraid of?
"Hey, hey, don't be angry. I'm just worried about you."
Upon meeting Gu Qing's slightly cold gaze, Da Mimi quickly raised her hands and acted coquettishly.
"Little brother, don't go looking for any random people, especially those so-called internet celebrities."
They're not pushovers; if they secretly take photos of you while you're sleeping, they might try to blackmail you.
Her tone carried a hint of well-intentioned wisdom: "If you really want to date, find someone in the industry. I'll introduce you to someone."
Those you know well are always better than outsiders.
"Honey, you're overthinking it. I'm not that confused."
Gu Qing walked out and gently closed the bedroom door behind her.
"Tsk tsk, getting angry out of embarrassment."
Da Mimi couldn't help but chuckle, leaning against the headboard with a smile as she speculated, "Judging from this, if it wasn't an internet celebrity, then it must have been someone we know who committed the crime?"
She tilted her head, her peach blossom eyes darting around, her mind racing: "Baba Bao, which actresses in yesterday's Bazaar magazine have you worked with?"
I asked twice, but no one answered.
Yang Mi frowned and saw that her precious child was staring blankly at the closed bedroom door, her deep, beautiful eyes fixed on the door as if trying to see a hole through it.
"Baba, are you heartbroken?"
Da Mimi found it increasingly amusing, and reached out to pinch Dilraba's cheek, shaking her awake from her reverie.
"Honey, what are you talking about? My brother has nothing to do with me, why would I be heartbroken?"
Dilraba snapped out of her daze, awkwardly looking down to find her clothes to put on, her voice muffled, as if through a layer of cotton, "As for the actress you mentioned..."
She paused, as if recalling something: "If I looked at the list before, it seems like... Zhao Liying was on it."
"How could I have forgotten about her?"
Da Mimi's smile faded slightly, and a complex light flashed in her peach blossom eyes.
My position as a top star among the post-85 generation was taken over by this Zhao Xiaodao.
The two had both a grudge and were rivals, so naturally they were very hostile to each other.
Those in the industry know that the rivalry among the "85 Flowers" (a term referring to actresses born in the 1980s) has never stopped.
Resources, endorsements, billing order, awards... everywhere is a battlefield.
"Judging from this, my brother... is really quite devoted. It's just that his taste... is still as strange as ever, liking this kind of chubby-faced girl who pretends to be innocent and naive."
Da Mimi's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Still too young, easily fooled."
As the one who popularized the term "naive and innocent," Sister Zhao...
Among female celebrities in the industry, those who pout, act cute, and smile innocently in front of the camera are naturally synonymous with "green tea" (a derogatory term for a manipulative woman).
Really stupid?
Who would believe that?
How many of those who make it to the top in the entertainment industry are truly foolish?
Especially when I think of the scratches and hickeys on Gu Qing's body,
Da Mimi couldn't help but feel a malicious mockery in her heart—as well as a trace of envy and jealousy that she herself was unwilling to admit.
That little rascal knows how to have fun!
"Shh, Honey, keep your voice down, don't let your little brother hear you."
Dilraba was so frightened that her face turned pale. She held up a slender finger and blinked rapidly.
"Look how scared you are."
Yang Mi pursed her lips, but didn't say anything more.
"Sister Honey, speaking of which, wasn't Liying the first actress you worked with in your younger brother's film?"
Dilraba couldn't help but sigh, her voice carrying a hint of indescribable emotion, "Looking back, it seems like we've known each other for almost three years... and we still have so many... feelings for each other?"
As if she had just remembered something, her face flushed even more.
Having known each other for three years, and still maintaining a close relationship, especially within the entertainment industry—this is indeed extremely rare.
In this circle, people who were brothers yesterday may become complete strangers tomorrow.
Today you're all lovey-dovey, but tomorrow you might be tearing each other down.
Relationships that can remain unchanged for three years are extremely rare.
The actors she met through her first drama and have maintained contact ever since are, in Dilraba's view, a bit unbelievable, as they are completely out of sync with the industry.
"Maybe she knows how to fish. I always knew Zhao Xiaodao wasn't that simple."
Yang Mi snorted coldly, her disdain almost overflowing, "There aren't many female celebrities who can make me feel dangerous, she's the first!"
The more she thought about it, the more tightness in her chest felt.
It's one thing for her career to be suppressed, but how come her taste in men is even worse than Zhao Xiaodao's?
What's so good about having a round face?
A round face, round eyes, a round nose—how can anyone compare to myself?
This is a bit infuriating for the proud and arrogant Yang Mi.
……
——Outside the house,
"Is it changed?"
"Alright, alright, little brother, you can come in now."
Dilraba fixed her hair in front of the mirror, tucked the last few stray strands behind her ears, sat cross-legged on the bed, and hurriedly said.
"Sister Mi, please sit for a while longer. My assistant will be here soon. I'll have him send the people outside away so you can leave while he's here."
Gu Qing blinked her sore eyes, her eyelids feeling as heavy as if they were filled with lead.
He fought off his sleepiness, opened the bedroom door, and notified the others.
"Assistant, is that the young lady?"
Yang Mi asked. She remembered that Gu Qing was often accompanied by a rather capable-looking woman with short hair.
"It's not Sister Xiaoya, she's my manager. She's the one who drives me and helps me with my luggage."
Gu Qing corrected.
"A man?!"
Yang Miyu had just stepped off the bed and was about to put on her fluffy slippers when she heard this, and she quickly withdrew her foot as if she had been burned.
She stared at Gu Qing speechlessly, her gaze as if she were looking at an idiot.
"Little brother, has Zhao Xiaodao drained your life force?"
"You let a male assistant know that the two of us were in your car. How are we supposed to ever see anyone again?"
"If he were to say something inappropriate behind your back, you wouldn't be able to escape the consequences either. He's your assistant; his nonsense could cause more harm than the crew members!"
She spoke very quickly, like a machine gun firing off bullets, each word carrying an undeniable certainty.
"This……"
Gu Qing was stunned, her mind slowly turning over a few times, and it seemed... that was indeed the case.
He trusts Sister Xiaoya.
The other person had been following him for so long, they knew what to say and what not to say. The other person's cousin was also honest, and hadn't had many accidents while working there.
But Gu Qing knew all too well how much a man's words would run wild when he drank alcohol, something he had witnessed firsthand when attending a class reunion in his previous life.
After a few drinks, they spill all their secrets, and you can't stop them.
Yang Mi's concerns are obvious.
"Sister Honey, you're right."
Gu Qing nodded in agreement, but immediately his handsome face darkened, and he glared at her, "But can you control your words a little and pay attention to your image? What do you mean by 'draining my life force'? Is Sister Liying a demon? Am I that weak?!"
"Hehe, how would I know if it's true or not. But you, it seems that the person you were with last night really was Liying. You two are quite the ladies' man, aren't you? Didn't you tell me you weren't dating anyone?"
Da Mimi spoke sarcastically, her voice tinged with the resentment of a failed marriage, "Sure enough, men's words are all lies, not a single one can be trusted."
She paused, then gave a self-deprecating smile: "As for my image, isn't this the image I project to the outside world?"
Yang Mi rolled up in the blanket, looking completely indifferent and saying "whatever."
Anyway, she's already the originator of the "black-and-red" route, what kind of nasty things hasn't she heard?
It doesn't matter if it's just a sentence or two.
"Sister Honey..."
Dilraba felt a little sorry for her, so she reached out and put her arm around her shoulder, patting it gently.
Yang Mi didn't say anything, but lifted the blanket and wrapped her in it as well.
Gu Qing was too lazy to explain.
He had nothing to say to this woman who was being cuckolded—every family has its own problems, and it was inappropriate for him to interfere in other people's private affairs.
He turned around, grabbed his phone, and told Xiao Jie to deliver the clothes to the hotel.
……
After that,
Gu Qing started packing her things outside by herself.
Hearing the rustling sounds of things being packed outside made Da Mimi feel a little uncomfortable.
She opened the door, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a section of her fair neck, and the harshness in her voice lessened considerably:
"Little brother... I was just venting, don't take it seriously."
Watching Gu Qing bend down to pick up the trash, she added, "You... you can have your assistant clean up these things later."
"If I don't tidy up, where am I supposed to sleep?"
Gu Qing's eyelids felt so heavy that she felt like she was about to fall asleep. Her whole body felt like it was walking on cotton, limp and powerless.
He sat wearily on the sofa in the empty space he had just tidied up, but looked at the mess in the rest of the room.
The greasy takeout box, the leftover crumbs, the spilled wine stains—it was too much to bear lying down, and I sighed in despair.
"You...you didn't sleep all night, did you?"
What do you think?
"..."
Yang Mi then thought of the dense, deep and shallow marks on Gu Qing's back, which seemed to indicate that it was indeed a "battle" that had lasted all night.
"Cattle!"
She was completely convinced and gave a thumbs up, her expression so sincere it didn't seem sarcastic.
"Is Zhao Xiaodao really that physically fit?"
Yang Mi couldn't help but ask, her peach blossom eyes full of curiosity, "She's not acting like nothing happened either, is she?"
Dilraba listened with great interest, her beautiful eyes sparkling, as if she were watching a captivating drama.
"Sister Liying, she's still sleeping at the hotel."
Gu Qing tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and said, "Sister Mi, please ask less about my private life. You're not a reporter."
His voice was soft, carrying a faint sense of detachment.
"I was just curious."
Yang Mi smiled nonchalantly and continued to press, "But you, little brother, everyone else calls their girlfriends..."
"You always call us 'sister,' like you call us 'darling,' don't you think Liying gets jealous?"
Her tone was light and airy, but a mischievous glint was clearly visible in her peach blossom eyes.
Are you recording?
Gu Qing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her. In those clear eyes, there was no sleepiness or fatigue, only a calm scrutiny and vigilance that sent chills down one's spine.
Yang Mi was stunned.
Then,
Her delicate face quickly turned red, the blush spreading from her cheeks to her ears, and from her ears to her neck, making her look like a shrimp thrown into boiling water.
She grabbed the pillow, her delicate body trembling with anger, and threw it at Gu Qing with all her might, about to scream—
“Gu…oh…”
With lightning-fast reflexes, Dilraba quickly covered her sister's mouth, her hand firmly concealing the volcano about to erupt.
"Honey, calm down, calm down! If you scream, we're doomed!!"
"Where's my phone? Where's my phone? I'm going to smash it to death!!"
Da Mimi struggled desperately, her black hair flying wildly, her beautiful eyes red with anger, "Give me your phone, I'll post on my blog right now that you two are dating!"
"Little brother, little brother, how could you think of Sister Honey like that? Is she really that bad?"
Dilraba desperately covered Yang Mi's mouth, her arms trembling, and looked at Gu Qing with distress.
"Sister Dilraba, I'm so sorry. Sister Mi is too smart. I was just joking and asking casually."
Gu Qing also felt that she was being overly sensitive. She took the pillow, walked over, half-squatted down, and even thoughtfully tidied up her disheveled hair, her movements as gentle as if she were coaxing a child.
He apologized to Da Mimi, saying, "Sister Mimi, I was wrong."
Dilraba subconsciously loosened her grip slightly.
"crunch-"
"Damn it!!"
Enraged, Da Mimi opened her cherry lips and bit Gu Qing's finger hard, glaring at him fiercely.
"hiss……"
Gu Qing's expression changed drastically. He tried to pull it out, but couldn't get it out at all.
The tooth was as if it had been welded in, firmly embedded in his index finger, causing him to gasp in pain.
The pain intensified, and he slammed his head down hard—
"boom--"
Two smooth foreheads collided with a dull thud, like two eggs hitting each other.
With tears in her eyes, Da Mimi relented, while Gu Qing felt dizzy and disoriented.
He pulled his hand away and saw a ring of bright red teeth marks on his well-defined index finger, some deep and some shallow, like a unique seal.
Gu Qing leaned against the bedroom door to steady herself.
He looked at Da Mimi, tears streaming down her face, and she stubbornly remained silent, just staring at him.
"Sister Honey, I admit it, I was too dark-hearted."
Gu Qing raised his hands in surrender.
"You guessed it, I did want to record this! I just want to find out from you that you and Zhao Liying are dating, so I can contact the media and tell you all about it one day!"
Da Mimi forced a nasal sound, biting her lower lip tightly to stop herself from crying.
That little bastard's words shattered her heart.
Others might deal true damage at most, but you're executing them!
"..."
Gu Qing was by the bed, her head resting on a pillow, her eyes closed, her hands raised, before collapsing back down.
I'm so sleepy and tired, I don't want to talk.
My whole body felt like a phone that had run out of battery, with the screen completely dark.
The room fell silent for a moment.
Da Mimi took a few breaths, one after another, as if trying to calm herself down.
Dilraba hugged her sweetheart sister, glancing at Gu Qing who was keeping his head down from time to time.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a thin line of light between the three people.
Dust particles danced in the beam of light, like a group of carefree little sprites.
After a while,
Dilraba couldn't help but say, "Sister Mi, your brother is wrong, but you can't keep bringing up Liying. In my opinion, you two are both at fault in this matter."
"Dilraba, which side are you on?!"
Yang Mi was incredulous. She broke free from Dilraba's embrace, her peach blossom eyes wide open. "Are you in cahoots with him?"
"Sister Honey, I am neutral; I am an observer."
Dilraba spoke earnestly, her tone like that of a neighborhood committee auntie mediating a family dispute: "There are people outside right now, let's not argue. Let's have lunch and then we can have a proper debate when no one is around."
"Isn't that right, little brother?"
She asked.
Gu Qing kept her head down and didn't say anything.
"younger brother?"
Reba asked tentatively, her fingertips boldly touching Gu Qing's hair lightly.
Soft and fluffy, it feels so comfortable to touch, like petting a cat basking in the sun.
But how come...
Hmm...? No movement?
"Is your little brother asleep?"
Dilraba was stunned, her eyes wide open, her finger still lingering in his hair, too afraid to move.
"Asleep?!"
Da Mimi stopped whining, tears still clinging to her eyelashes, her expression shifting from aggrieved to incredulous.
Alright, alright, you brat, you fell asleep right in front of me, didn't you!
She took a deep breath, her expression shifting from shock to gloom, then to a cold smile that sent chills down Dilraba's spine.
"Honey, what are you doing?"
Seeing that familiar, chilling smirk on her sister's face, Dilraba felt a sudden sense of unease.
She knows that expression all too well—every time Yang Mi makes that expression, it means someone is about to be in trouble.
"What should I do?"
Yang Mi's soft, sheepish voice turned sinister as she rolled up her sleeves, "I'll take him down!!"
"what?"
Dilraba's eyes were glazed over, and her jaw was dislocated.
"Honey!!!"
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...(End of this chapter)