Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself

Chapter 600: You Are My Little Apple

Really, it’s a bit shameless.Yu Xia glanced at him sideways, and he had that joyful expression like a family celebration, leaning back slightly with his head tilted up, as if to say, "Look all you want, you’ve already agreed."

Both angry and amused, she gave his thigh a solid slap.

"Shameless."

Their interaction was entirely in the sight of the three people sitting next to Wan Qian.

Wan Lin: "I don’t think I’ve ever seen Qingci ge smile like this before. He always used to just sweep his gaze like he’d just woken up, and that was it."

It was as if ordinary humans weren’t worthy of his serious gaze.

Wan Qian: "That’s not true, he has looked at us properly. One year, I spilled soup on him during a meal, and he stared at me for quite a while?"

Wan Lin: "..."

Is that even the same?! He was probably thinking about how to deal with you properly, my dear sister!

Their conversation always revolved around Xie Qingci, but only Yang Luan, using her fan status, boldly talked about Yu Xia.

"My Xia jie doesn’t have much strength; even when her head gets pushed down she’s not mad. If it were me, I’d slap his leg swollen."

Wan Qian: "People say a hit is a kiss, a scold is love. You’re not even an adult yet, you wouldn’t understand."

Yang Luan: "I’ve seen more * than he ever will."

Wan Lin was dumbfounded, how did the topic shift from a teen idol drama abruptly to something R-rated?

And Wan Qian remained calm: "Oh, so you’re not a little apple, you’re a little banana huh."

Yang Luan wrinkled her face: "What little apple? What a disgusting description."

Wan Qian: "Didn’t Xia jie call you that? Did I hear it wrong? Was it actually ’smiling hot pot’?"

Wan Lin: ...Is there an accent in this too?

Once Yang Luan heard Yu Xia’s name, her attitude immediately changed, smiling sweetly: "Then ’little apple’ sounds fine, quite cute."

Wan Qian: "...You people who chase stars, you must’ve had your brain circuits rewired by a professional electrician?"

Yang Luan: "What’s wrong with star-chasing? Don’t you chase them? Didn’t you say a couple of years ago that someone was so handsome you couldn’t sleep? Oh, and you checked out Xie Qingci’s candid photos with me."

Wan Qian: "I was young and foolish, now nothing can touch my heart that’s hard as iron."

Wan Lin: "Um..."

Yang Luan and Wan Qian: "Can you not interrupt? A cracking boy’s voice during puberty is hard to bear."

Wan Lin: "...Your idol’s waving at you! You guys are too insulting, I’m out of here!"

Yang Luan paused, turned her head, and indeed saw Yu Xia waving at her.

She instantly turned into a blushing cutie, squirming as she walked over.

Wan Lin and Wan Qian were once again amazed at her dramatic talents.

Yu Xia called Yang Luan over because she suddenly remembered, she had with her signed photos of her and Xie Qingci, dual-signed.

She told this to Yang Luan and asked her: "Do you want that, or a current signature?"

Yang Luan glanced at Xie Qingci, whose eyes were straight ahead, and said without hesitation: "I kinda want your signature alone."

Next to her, Xie Qingci suddenly made an inexplicable nasal sound.

Yu Xia smiled with arched eyebrows, ignored him, and kept her eyes on Yang Luan, saying briskly: "So, when would you like me to sign? So I can prepare a pen."

"Just, whenever you’re free. Xiaxia, could I maybe request a ’to’ signature?"

Yang Luan, a bit shy, pushed the hair beside her cheek behind her ear, revealing her slightly flushed, delicate ears.

Yu Xia fell for this, looking at her twinkling, beautiful big eyes, and spoke a bit more gently.

"Of course, I can even write a couple of lines. What kind of blessing do you want?"

"Then, wish me academic success and family harmony, free from illness and misfortune."

"Okay. I can also draw you a flower."

"Xiaxia, you’re really nice~"

As they chatted, they even held hands, and Yu Xia’s thumb gently stroked the back of Yang Luan’s hand a couple of times.

Girls’ hands really do feel good, so soft and smooth, almost boneless, touching makes you want to touch more.

Yang Luan, her hand being stroked, lowered her head shyly and repeatedly peeked up at her.

A scene full of mutual affection, both willing participants.

Xie Qingci expressionlessly watched their clasped hands, then grabbed Yu Xia’s wrist, pulling it away while saying to her: "Are you bored? Let’s go to the supermarket."

Sitting here meant more and more questions, and he couldn’t hide upstairs like before; going out to help with groceries was the best excuse.

Yang Luan noticed her hand being pulled away, and instinctively tightened her grip, the two hands enacting a reluctant drama mid-air.

Xie Qingci played the wicked old lady separating the lovers.

He raised his head slowly, staring at Yang Luan, his thin lips moving: "What are you doing?"

Whatever Yang Luan felt, Yu Xia suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

It was like dating a secret lover in the alleys and getting caught in the act by the main spouse—a bizarre impression.

Feeling awkward inside, she had to maintain her image before the fans, so she patted Yang Luan’s hand and calmly freed herself.

"Going to the supermarket’s fine too, let’s all go together, okay?"

Yang Luan reluctantly retracted her hand, rolled her eyes at Xie Qingci, and mumbled: "Stingy."

Then, happily, she said to Yu Xia: "A trip to the supermarket, sure, let’s invite Wan Qian jie and the others, I really don’t want to stay here listening to my mom talk about grades or whatever."

Yu Xia gladly agreed.

Xie Qingci didn’t believe she didn’t understand his intention; he wanted them to spend time together, not actually go grocery shopping.

But Yu Xia didn’t see it that way; she even wanted to go to a bigger supermarket outside, planning to buy snacks for Wan Qian and Yang Luan.

Wan Qian served as the commentary role, Yang Luan was a brainless loyal fan, Wan Lin was useless, none of them were wingmen, and they might even ruin things.

As they headed out, Xie Qingci sighed at Yu Xia, using the excuse of helping tidy her scarf, whispered near her ear, sounding a bit lost: "I need compensation."

Yu Xia: "Keep dreaming."

Then she pushed him away and walked over to Wan Qian and Yang Luan. Girls always have topics to chat about together, while poor Wan Lin was left to stand with him, blocking the wind.

The group strolled to the supermarket; no wind-blocking was needed anymore. Xie Qingci walked leisurely with long strides behind them, his gaze never leaving Yu Xia’s back.

Wan Lin would try talking to him, and he’d occasionally respond with a grunt.

The three girls ahead had plenty to talk about.

Wan Qian, who hadn’t had a chance to speak with Yu Xia before, now stood alongside her, chatting even as they walked.

For instance, Yang Luan the diehard fan only focused on Yu Xia, her attention concentrated on topics about her and Xie Qingci.

"How did you tame Xie Qingci? He doesn’t seem like the type to date. I thought he’d probably become a monk or something when he hits a certain age."

This was the first time Yu Xia heard someone say this, she nearly laughed until she was out of breath.

But as for taming him, there was nothing like that, really.