Chapter 2 part 1

“Shen Qiaoyu.”

The other person’s voice was ethereal, but also clear as a mountain stream, making her ears tingle.

Facing countless hard-to-ignore gazes from behind, Shen Qiaoyu had no choice but to turn around again.

She lifted her eyes and saw Yan Shiqing shrug helplessly, lower her eyes to look at her own skirt hem, and smile at her, “My skirt is too long, can you help me lift it up?”

This was an unreasonable request!

But it also seemed reasonable…

If it were anyone else, they would have agreed.

After all, Yan Shiqing was such a person.

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“She’s a mistress, how dare she!”

But unexpectedly at this moment, such voices rang out in the crowd.

…

These words enraged Shen Qiaoyu.

She had the worst temper in the army, never scheming, saying whatever she thought, and had enough of the entertainment industry in these two years.

So she walked coldly towards Yan Shiqing, her back straight, wearing a dress but as solemn as a military uniform.

She stopped a step away from Yan Shiqing, she was half a head taller than her, and when she looked down, her shadow enveloped Yan Shiqing’s frame.

No one knew that Yan Shiqing’s fingers trembled slightly, her soft eyelashes lifted up, and when she looked up calmly at the other person, the flashes of the cameras cast a sea of stars in her brown pupils.

As the breeze caressed her hair, Yan Shiqing looked at the woman in front of her.

Shen Qiaoyu wore a cold expression, her deep eyes were mesmerizing, and there was a lazy and captivating smile in her eyes.

When Yan Shiqing’s gaze inadvertently swept over Shen Qiaoyu’s thin lips coated with lip gloss, she couldn’t help but secretly swallow her saliva.

But the next second, Shen Qiaoyu suddenly stretched out her hand and poked her finger on her forehead, then shouted in the direction of the crowd that had just spoken: “I touched her, so what, if you have the guts, call the police!”

Yan Shiqing: “…”

Everyone: “…”

The shining flashes of the camera seemed to stop for a few seconds, but then quickly flashed again.

The fan in the crowd was unconvinced and shouted angrily at her: “Do you have any shame left?! This is the Starlight Awards!”

Normal stars wouldn’t act like this, they would always show their best side in front of the cameras, let alone quarrel with other fans.

Everyone thought that Shen Qiaoyu would definitely not speak again this time, and would leave in disgrace.

However, they only saw her withdraw her hand, her eyes colder, and retorted: “What does it matter to you whether I have any shame or not, did I eat your rice? Do you live in the sea? Mind your own business.”

The surroundings instantly quieted down, the fan was choked and her face turned red, she couldn’t say a word for a while: “You, you!”

“What do you mean by ‘you’.” Shen Qiaoyu glanced at her empty neck lightly.

“You don’t even have a ticket, did you sneak in? Is it so easy to get into the Starlight Awards?”

This sentence seemed to instantly stir up a huge wave, and the few fans holding cameras around her saw that she really had no sign, and they couldn’t help but drag her and shout: “You are a fake fan, right?! You sneaked in!”

They had never seen a fan who would yell and scream at the red carpet scene and ruin their idol’s reputation.

And what about the “mistress can’t touch”, can these kinds of words be said in front of everyone?!

Several fans were indignant, this person must have been hired by someone else to make trouble. They can’t let one bad apple spoil the whole bunch!

They quickly called the staff.

Soon, the staff cleared the person out, but the person was still shouting loudly as she left.

“She is a mistress, and you won’t let me say it?!”

“Why can she touch Shiqing! Why?!”

…

In response to this, Yan Shiqing, who was on the red carpet, suddenly reached out and held Shen Qiaoyu’s arm.

The two had a huge difference in skin temperature, and Shen Qiaoyu was startled, lowering her eyes to look at her.

The other’s deep eyes were smiling, like the sun scattering light on the calm lake surface, a small mole dotted on her nose bridge, her lips as delicate as roses were slightly hooked, lazy and elegant, like a goddess from the Dunhuang Mogao Caves, captivating the soul.

Yan Shiqing smiled at the crowd and said: “Now you can ask whatever you want to ask. I grew up with Qiaoyu, I understand her, I’m afraid there might be some misunderstanding.”

As soon as she said this, the crowd was in an uproar.

Even Shen Qiaoyu was shocked.

Did she understand her? Trusted her?

But before she could think more, the reporters who felt there was something to dig rushed up like a swarm of bees, holding their long guns and short cannons, constantly pressing the shutter, and competing to ask questions.

“What exactly is going on between you and Xu Bing?”

“What did you go to do in the same apartment?”

“What were you doing with him in the elevator?”

“Why did you do this when you knew he had a wife?”

…

The reporters’ incessant questions made Shen Qiaoyu forget to push away Yan Shiqing’s hand.

Their arms were intertwined, and Yan Shiqing held a proper smile, even though she had seen countless big scenes, her palms were full of sweat at this moment, just because their arms were pressed together.

The other’s skin was cold, and it contrasted sharply with her hot skin as if burning her heart, making her heart beat faster and faster.

Yan Shiqing couldn’t help but lower her eyes, hiding the traces of strangeness in them.

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