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The show was about to begin.
Thanks to the backdoor provided by Qin Xu, my placement and the program were quite favorable. While others performed solo, singing and dancing, I had a male partner.
As my partner supported my waist and we stepped onto the stage, Fu Xing's face was dark enough to drip ink.
Bang—
Fu Xing pressed the elimination button, causing everyone to turn their attention to him. The performance hadn’t even started yet; why was he hitting the elimination button?
The host, with ten years of experience, smiled and tried to ease the tension: "Teacher Fu must have pressed it by mistake."
Fu Xing remained silent, his expression impatient as he glared at me on stage.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, the host could only signal backstage, and the music began to play.
My partner's hand moved to my waist.
Fu Xing: Bang—
My partner gazed deeply into my eyes.
Fu Xing: Bang—
The organizers didn’t dare offend him and claimed it was a malfunction, but the audience saw everything clearly.
What malfunction? It was Fu Xing who pressed it himself.
Everyone began recording this scene.
As the performance came to an end, the sound of the elimination button from Fu Xing's side did not cease.
Later, as I stood on stage, drenched in sweat, Qin Xu shot an annoyed glance at Fu Xing.
"Is something wrong with your hands, young master Fu? I know a very skilled traditional Chinese medicine doctor; I can have him give you a couple of acupuncture treatments."
"No need. I'm in great health. You should keep that doctor for yourself, Qin Shao."
...
The two of them exchanged barbs for quite a while, while the audience below looked on as if they were witnessing a world-famous painting.
Only I remained indifferent on stage, wondering why these two men couldn't change their habit of bickering whenever they met.
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, I smiled and took the microphone from the host.
"Ahem—could the two judges please decide my fate?"
Suddenly interrupted, both Fu Xing and Qin Xu turned to look at me, pausing their verbal sparring.
Without any suspense, Fu Xing pressed the elimination button while Qin Xu pressed the pass button.
The unfamiliar judge was still looking around, trying to gauge the organizer's opinion when Lin Chuchu surprisingly pressed the pass button.
Now everyone turned to look at that unassuming judge, who was being scrutinized by Fu Xing and Qin Xu. Finally, he steeled himself and pressed the pass button.
I grinned widely on stage; it seemed Lin Chuchu was quite satisfied with Fu Xing's performance; otherwise, she wouldn't have let me pass.
I was just too early to be happy.
Not long after I entered the backstage, the organizers pulled me aside for a talk.
“Song Shiyu, graduated from Blue Sky Excavator Technology Institute, trained for three months, no experience.”
A balding man who looked like a leader read my resume.
I cautiously replied, “Uh-huh.”
“For the next recording, you don’t need to come. We will give the audience a reasonable explanation.”
This statement hit me like a bolt from the blue; I hadn’t even debuted yet, and I was about to be shelved.
“Sir, didn’t I pass the audition? Why do I have to leave this competition?”
“You offended Young Master Fu. Do you still think you can make it in the entertainment industry? Who gave you that confidence?”
“It was me!”
As soon as I finished speaking, Qin Xu walked into the backstage.
It was intermission time, and the judges had arrived.
Fu Xing still looked at me with a displeased expression.
“This… Young Master Qin, she’s just a newcomer.”
The organizer still wanted to persuade Qin Xu, while Fu Xing beside me coldly grabbed my arm and said, "Song Shiyu, are you having fun out there?"
The organizer was taken aback.
I struggled while pretending not to recognize Fu Xing.
"Who are you? I don't know you."
Qin Xu exchanged glances with a few people around, and they discreetly left.
"Song Shiyu, do you want me to help you remember whether you know me or not?"
As he spoke, Fu Xing pushed me onto a nearby sofa, and Qin Xu quickly stepped in between us to shield me.
"This is one of our artists; I kindly ask you to show some respect, young master Fu."
The two men stood together, their animosity palpable, the tension thick in the air...
At that moment, Lin Chuchu, who had been following behind, couldn't help but softly advise, "A-Xing, don't get angry."
Hearing her words, Fu Xing let out a cold snort and sat down beside me.
Once everyone had left and my identity wouldn't be exposed, I finally spoke up leisurely.
"Fu Xing, since you married me just to please the old man, wouldn't it be better for us to develop our public personas while doing our own things privately?"
I admitted that I had initially been dazzled by this man's looks, but he was always entangled with his white moonlight. So let him stay with his white moonlight while I earned eighty million in the entertainment industry and walked away. That sounded perfect.
Hearing me say that, Fu Xing finally deigned to look at me properly.
"You're still a member of the the Fu Family. Is it appropriate for you to be out with other men and appearing on shows?"
I could tell what he meant; he thought I was embarrassing myself by acting. But Lin Chuchu wasn't acting either—why didn't he criticize her?
As expected, everything is perfect in front of a dog.
"What's inappropriate about it? No one knows our relationship, and I haven't spent any of your money."
Your true love is waiting to take her place beside you.
Fu Xing shot me a cold glance and dropped a curt remark: "Song Shiyu, I advise you to mind your own business and return to the the Fu Family to do what you're supposed to do."
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him. Why should I go back?
Watching him and Lin Chuchu appear together on variety shows as judges, flaunting their affection while I stayed behind as a mute bride in the the Fu Family?
Noticing my impatience, Fu Xing cast me a cold look before turning away.
This time, however, Lin Chuchu did not follow in Fu Xing's footsteps. She slowly walked over to my side.
"Song Shiyu, don't think that just because you've entered the entertainment industry, you can gain Fu Xing's attention like I do."
...Could she be any more self-absorbed?
If I don't enter the entertainment industry to make money and break off the engagement, will the wind blow eight million toward me?
I wish the heavens would just lock away those two scoundrels so they wouldn't come out to cause me any more trouble.
Under Qin Xu's pressure, the organizers still couldn't manage to kick me off the show.
Due to Fu Xing's attitude towards me at that time, I gained a lot of attention from the audience. Everyone thought there would be some juicy gossip, but after digging around, nothing substantial came up.
It wasn't until the second recording session that the venue changed.
With Qin Xu's management, I successfully debuted and gained some popularity. Soon enough, I was being approached for television dramas.
I never expected that my first drama would earn me eight hundred thousand.
Although I was still far from paying off my breach of contract fees, at least it was a good start.
So I began to move between various film sets, working hard to improve myself, and finally achieved some success in the entertainment industry.
My latest project was a collaboration with Lin Chuchu.
Originally, this drama was supposed to have a single female lead, but the screenwriter felt that the supporting female character had a distinct personality and forcibly changed it to a dual female lead. The fans from both sides were arguing over who should be the main character.
Since we were in the same production team, it was inevitable that Lin Chuchu and I would run into each other. However, unlike before, she now had Fu Xing's support and was soaring high.
I acted in one drama while she participated in a variety show.
I joined a program while she starred in a movie.
Everything seemed to overshadow me, but I didn't care at all. I had no idea what her fuss was about; my marriage with Fu Xing had long been nothing but a formality.
That day, the crew prepared lunch boxes for everyone. As usual, I asked my assistant to get me two portions and left.
Before long, I heard some actors from the same crew discussing nearby. "No way, is young master Fu here again?"
I paid them no mind and continued eating my meal when a pair of shiny leather shoes suddenly appeared in my line of sight.
Looking up, I saw it was indeed Fu Xing, followed closely by Lin Chuchu.
"You can go ahead and get back to work," I said, dismissing my assistant. I set down my lunch box and turned my attention to Fu Xing.
Wasn't he here to see his beloved? Why was he coming over to find me for no reason?
"In a few days, it's Grandfather's birthday. Make sure to come," he said before leaving.
This time, Lin Chuchu didn’t follow Fu Xing; instead, she fixed her gaze on me intently.
"Song Shiyu, do you think this means you've won?"
I was momentarily taken aback. Won what?
Just because I accompanied Fu Xing to a banquet, did that mean he would fall head over heels for me?
Although I didn't have feelings for Fu Xing, Grandfather Fu had always treated me well.
As I got out of the car, followed by Fu Xing and Lin Chuchu, the guests had long since grown accustomed to the sight.
It was already common knowledge that he liked Lin Chuchu.
Old Master Fu spotted me and kindly waved me over.
"Xiao Yu, come here to Grandpa."
I quickly replaced the indifference I had shown to Xing with a bright smile.
"Grandpa."
The meal was quite tense, with the old man occasionally glancing at both Fu Xing and Lin Chuchu.
Once the guests moved on to other areas, Old Master Fu's cane struck the ground sharply.
"I told you to keep your distance from this woman and treat Xiao Yu better. Is this how you do it?"
Fu Xing remained silent, his head bowed as he accepted the old man's reprimand.
Meanwhile, Lin Chuchu, feeling sorry for Fu Xing, couldn't help but speak up. "Grandfather Fu, I insisted on coming along."
"Shut up! Who's your grandfather? Get out of here; just looking at you brings bad luck."
Lin Chuchu bit her lip in frustration and then pointed at me. "I can leave, but I must expose Song Shiyu's gold-digging facade."
"For a million, she gave me the room card to A-Xing's place. She’s already become a granddaughter-in-law of the the Fu Family and yet still tries to seduce Qin Xu, throwing the the Fu Family's reputation into disarray."
I was really infuriated by her. The old man finally had a birthday, and she was still trying to argue with me. What was going on in her head?
"So when you were with Fu Xing, you talked about me like this?" I said to her slowly.
She opened her mouth, but in the end, she cast a pleading look at Fu Xing, who showed no sign of sympathy on his face.
Fu Xing looked at me coldly and said, "And you and Qin Xu weren't close? You weren't often together?"
They were in perfect sync, just like former lovers.
But I had nothing to fear; I was as solid as a rock with Qin Xu.
"Even if Qin Xu and I shared the same bed, nothing would happen!"
After I said that, Fu Xing frowned at me.
Meanwhile, Lin Chuchu's face flashed with guilt.
She hurriedly stepped forward to show concern for Fu Xing.
"Today is Grandpa's birthday; let's just forget about it."
I... was exasperated!
When she was talking about me earlier, why didn't she remember the old man's birthday?
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