News spreads fast online, and in these few days, negative news about the Yan family has sprung up like mushrooms after rain, truly fulfilling the saying, “When the wall falls, everyone pushes,” and “When the drum is broken, thousands beat it.”
Yan Kui lay in the hospital, watching his company’s stock plummet, feeling utterly distressed.
He had no choice but to divert public opinion toward Yan Shiqing, launching a relentless smear campaign against her. The rumors claimed that Yan Shiqing was originally just an orphanage child who pretended to be the Yan family’s daughter for money. The Yan family provided her with an affluent lifestyle, even treating her leg and nurturing her into adulthood. Yet, she was now biting the hand that fed her—a true ingrate!
Such reports flooded the media. If not for desperation, Father Yan would never have aired this dirty laundry. After all, he orchestrated the entire situation, and Yan Shiqing might have evidence against him.
Fortunately, Yan Shiqing did not respond and had already joined a production group with Shen Qiaoyu, ignoring everything outside.
Master Yan monitored online developments constantly.
He was stunned to find that the repeated stories backfired. Yan Shiqing had strong public support, with fans and bystanders arguing that she had contributed significantly to the Yan family’s success. They believed she had repaid any debts and that it was Master Yan who first severed ties, now shamelessly attacking his own daughter.
Seeing the growing negative press, Father Yan nearly fainted from anger.
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He didn’t ask for much, just not to hold back his children, working tirelessly towards that goal.
On another front, Shen Qiaoyu’s time in the production group was fulfilling.
Yan Shiqing often teased her, “How come you acted so well when you deceived me? Now you act like a wooden stick?”
Shen Qiaoyu had no retort, unable to empathize with her role.
Acting opposite Yan Shiqing always left her feeling inadequate and outmatched.
Thus, she immersed herself in absorbing all useful knowledge and skills, seeking advice from the director and constantly pestering Yan Shiqing for acting lessons.
Their nightly antics turned into acting sessions and skill discussions.
Yan Shiqing was delighted, finally able to assert herself, playfully assuming the role of a strict teacher with a ruler in hand, smacking Shen Qiaoyu’s palms whenever her performance faltered.
“Can’t even squeeze out a tear? Have to resort to eye drops?”
She would laugh, “Look at you, acting so fake, it’s embarrassing.”
“Think of something sad. We need genuine emotions.”
At such moments, Shen Qiaoyu would tackle her, burying her face in her chest, whining, “Can’t think of anything sad…”
“Hey, speak properly, no biting!” Yan Shiqing would scold, ears red, but soon they would end up tangled together.
Despite the many bruises, there were still unharmed spots Shen Qiaoyu would make use of, kissing her.
Yan Shiqing would lecture her while blushing, “My wounds hurts!”
“I’ll be careful,” Shen Qiaoyu would reply with a grin.
Even when avoiding the wounds, just kissing the unaffected areas, Yan Shiqing would quickly relent.
“No more of this! We have scenes to rehearse, and tomorrow’s schedule is packed…”
“Alright, alright.” Shen Qiaoyu would gaze at her intently.
She loved Yan Shiqing’s bullied look, eyes moist, cheeks flushed, playfully hitting her shoulder, urging, “Hurry up!”
“Got it,” Shen Qiaoyu would say, carrying her to the bathroom.
Underneath, the floor was soaked, and each time, she’d carry Yan Shiqing there to clean up.
Yan Shiqing’s lips were chapped, usually unnoticeable but painful to the touch.
Whenever they tried to kiss, they had to be careful, gently licking each other’s tongue outside their lips.
Before sleeping, Shen Qiaoyu would integrate what she’d learned, then hold Yan Shiqing tightly, drifting into a deep sleep.
The woman nestled in her arms, their long hair entwined, embracing each other, legs intertwined, seemingly unwilling to let go even in slumber.
After some time, Shen Qiaoyu gained new insights into acting.
Initially, her performances were indeed awkward, but with intensive one-on-one training, her skills steadily improved.
Everything was moving in a positive direction.
To further enhance herself, she even enrolled in various training courses.
On the last day of filming, Shen Qiaoyu feigned drunkenness to elicit sympathy, then coaxed Yan Shiqing into wearing a teacher’s outfit.
Yan Shiqing knew she was pretending but went along, as it had been a while since they fully indulged themselves.
…
She wore a shirt and a pencil skirt directly without any undergarments.
Every button on her white shirt was fastened, and it seemed like the shirt was a size too small. The buttons near her chest were almost bursting, accentuating her curves and making her skin appear as fair as snow.
She tucked the hem of her shirt into her black pencil skirt, put on black stockings, and paired them with black high heels.
Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she wore glasses, maintaining a stern expression. Holding a ruler, she sternly questioned Shen Qiaoyu, “Good student, are you drinking?”
Shen Qiaoyu chuckled, having stood by watching her change. Now that she was dressed, she found it distracting and drunkenly embraced her, burying her face in her chest, and whispered, “Teacher, please support me, I can’t stand straight…”
She claimed she couldn’t stand, yet her hands were busy pulling at the distracting elements, pushing her towards the desk.
Yan Shiqing’s face flushed instantly as if out of anger, tapping her shoulder with the ruler and quickly saying, “You’re drunk and acting out, aren’t you? I need to call your parents!”
“Go ahead, the parents are right here~” Shen Qiaoyu laughed, looking at her, then suddenly reached out to pinch her chin, tilting her head slightly to kiss her lips, softly calling, “Wife…”
Yan Shiqing’s ears tingled at the sound, and before she realized it, she was lifted onto the desk, lying on it.
Shen Qiaoyu embraced her from behind, her hand brushing against her intimate part, lightly tracing it before showing her hand.
Her fingertips were glistening, even smudging some on her face, as she leaned to her ear, chuckling softly, “What’s this? You like being called that so much you’ve already reacted this way~”
Her warm breath tickled her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.
Yan Shiqing quickly turned her head, seemingly quite angry, her face entirely red, but her words came out soft and coy, “Go away…”
Obviously, Shen Qiaoyu wasn’t going anywhere. She took the dldo from the drawer, sterilized it, and swiftly injected it into her pssy.
“Treating you, teacher~” she murmured, then began to embrace Yan Shiqing, pushing the d*ldo forward repeatedly.
Yan Shiqing indeed seemed affected, her hands pressing on the desk, trembling all over, a flush spreading across her face, and m*aning sounds escaping her lips, “Oh…”
“Ah, too so much!”
“Nonsense.” Shen Qiaoyu supported her legs, grasping the stockings, pushing the d*ldo forward aggressively, saying, “As an educator, you shouldn’t lie~”
Yan Shiqing opened her mouth to retort, but only m*aning sounds came out.
She could only catch her breath, cursing, “You’re overstepping, what have I always taught you! Let go of me!”
At this moment, her long hair draped over her shoulders, two buttons of her shirt undone, revealing subtle waves beneath.
She seemed flushed, her hands firmly pressing on the desk, panting, “If you continue like this, I’ll resign and never come here again!”
Her glasses fogged up gradually, tears shimmering in her eyes.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qiaoyu said darkly, “Teacher, wherever you go, I’ll bring you back…”
At that moment, Yan Shiqing seemed frightened, trembling all over, as Shen Qiaoyu gently licked her cheek, pinched her chin, forcing her to turn her head, then kissed her lips.
They kissed fervently, sharing each other’s breath, their lips intertwined passionately.
Shen Qiaoyu pried open her teeth, her tongue entering her mouth, wildly entangling with her tongue.
Yan Shiqing struggled slightly, their tongues dancing together, whispering, “Let go of me!”
“Let go of me!”
She quivered slightly, her legs wrapped in stockings, kicking at her.
But Shen Qiaoyu didn’t let up, kissing her even more fiercely, murmuring, “Teacher, stop resisting, see, you’re already like this~”
Her hand moved down, touching Yan Shiqing’s overflowing w*tness, covering her hand instantly, showing it to Yan Shiqing with a smile.
Yan Shiqing struggled more fiercely, her face flushed with anger, cursing her, “Ah, let go!”
“Bastard!”
Though Yan Shiqing cursed, she was still entwined with her, their tongues swirling madly, endlessly kissing each other.
Shen Qiaoyu began to softly call her, “Wife…”
“Shiqing…”
Her heart raced, continuously dripping sound could be held as her w*tness fell on the ground, unable to resist responding, “Qiaoqiao…”
On the surface, her clothing remained fairly intact, but no one knew the dldo repeatedly pierced her pssy.
A mixture of liquid continuously dripping from the d*ldo’s edge to the ground.
Before long, Shen Qiaoyu c*m.
Suddenly, both mixtures poured together, merging in the d*ldo, then she lick it into her mouth.
She couldn’t swallow it all, so it spilled out, dripping to the ground.
That day, she didn’t leave the ground, indulging in her role as a teacher.
From the desk to the bathroom, to the sofa, to the bed.
Until finally, after a bath, she lay refreshed in the woman’s arms, falling into a deep sleep.
Shen Qiaoyu kissed her forehead, smiling as she too fell asleep.
……
In the following time, both were busy.
Shen Qiaoyu was eager to hone her acting skills, taking on many films.
Even audiences could see her acting steadily improving.
The Shen family’s business thrived more and more.
In contrast, the Yan family, despite all efforts, remained lukewarm, gradually declining from its once-dominant position.
Yan Shiqing’s parents seemed to age ten years, leaving the business to Yan Yi, hoping for a new turning point.
The feedback from Shen Qiaoyu’s previous police report finally came in. Hongsen Entertainment paid the price it deserved, and Xu Bing and others were completely sidelined, facing public disdain whenever they went out.
At this point, she finally understood a truth.
Popularity is akin to truth; once you have it, even those who used to ignore you will quickly flock to your side.
Moreover, everyone outside believed that the Shen family had a close relationship with the old man, which is why her report received a response. Even though the old man had never spoken for them, acting as a master of ceremonies for them once made their future path much smoother.
She never lost her true self and knew the importance of gratitude, working tirelessly to repay everyone who treated her well.
She and Yan Shiqing seemed to be perpetually in love, never growing tired of each other. They progressed together, carving out their own path.
Their popularity soared, often joining projects as a pair, spending several months at a time on set.
When their work aired, it was a celebration for fans who created countless fan videos, with even the main parties themselves sharing sweet moments.
Everything was moving in a positive direction.
Whenever Shen Qiaoyu had time, she would visit the orphanage with Yan Shiqing.
The friends they once played with at the orphanage, thanks to the Yan family’s support, had become notable figures in various fields.
But Father Yan had always exploited them under the guise of gratitude, making it hard for them to resist due to Yan Shiqing.
Now, everyone was free, gathering in this warm little courtyard.
They shed their cold facades, playing freely with the children, indulging in games like hide-and-seek and tag.
Their laughter mingled with the children’s innocent giggles and the adults’ deeper chuckles, creating a warm current that filled everyone’s hearts.
The warm sunset once again enveloped the courtyard, reminiscent of countless evenings past, where the old man, bent with age, laughed and played with the children, softly reminding them, “Oh, don’t fall…”
Yan Shiqing, exhausted from playing, sat on the steps, gazing at the sunset as if she could still see the old man’s kind smile and recall how she missed seeing him one last time…
Shen Qiaoyu sat beside her, noticing the tears in her eyes, and instinctively pulled her into a comforting embrace, gently caressing her cheek and looking at her tenderly.
Yan Shiqing looked up, and the moment their eyes met, they both smiled in unison.
She leaned her head against her, filled with warmth, and together they watched the setting sun.
At that moment, the dazzling sunlight shone on their faces, surrounded by the sounds of joyful laughter. Yan Shiqing seemed to see the old man smiling at her, kindly asking, “Ning Ning, have you found your happiness?”
Yes, I have…
Tears filled Yan Shiqing’s eyes as she smiled with immense happiness.
…
Chapter 83: Epilogue Two
September 26, Clear skies.
Today was a big day for Shen Qiaoyu and her partner.
In the morning, she received the Best Actress Award, marking the final grand slam award of her career.
Now, she could proudly say that she could stand shoulder to shoulder with Yan Shiqing, reaching the highest point and gazing at the stars together.
In the afternoon, it was her wedding with Yan Shiqing.
This year marked their seventh anniversary, and she finally fulfilled her promise, giving her a perfect, grand wedding.
Before the wedding, there was a minor incident. Master Yan unexpectedly attended with the Yan family, this time actively seeking to mend ties.
In these seven years, the Yan family had declined significantly, now relying on connections to sustain themselves.
For the prideful Master Yan, this was perhaps more painful than bankruptcy.
His hair had turned gray, and he looked weary.
Madam Yan and Yan Yi didn’t fare much better, both wearing sullen expressions.
After a few words, Yan Yi left hastily, likely feeling embarrassed.
For the past seven years, Master and Madam Yan had maliciously slandered Yan Shiqing, though their efforts were in vain.
Yet Madam Yan still spoke arrogantly to Yan Shiqing, “We treated you well in the past, and you really have no regard for that?”
“You’re getting married today, let your father walk you down the aisle, okay?”
In response, Yan Shiqing simply took Shen Qiaoyu’s father’s hand and quietly said to them, “Sorry, in my heart, there’s only one father.”
She turned and walked away, feeling a deep sense of relief.
Some might call her ungrateful.
But none of that mattered anymore. She no longer cared. She now had the happiest family, with loving relatives, and wanted no part in past disputes, severing ties completely…
…
The wedding began on time, and Yan Shiqing, in a white wedding dress, walked out holding Shen Qiaoyu’s father’s hand under everyone’s gaze.
Time hadn’t altered her beauty but had only made her more mature and graceful.
Compared to seven years ago, she was still stunningly beautiful, and with every step closer, Shen Qiaoyu’s heart raced faster.
A little girl, eyes full of smiles, followed behind with a flower basket.
That was their adopted daughter, the little girl who once wore a hearing aid on a reality show.
Shen Qiaoyu stood on stage, watching the three approach with gentle eyes.
Blushing, she stepped forward to take Yan Shiqing’s hand from her father, finally able to lead her beloved onto the stage and announce to the world, “Although today isn’t our first wedding, it’s the first time I say this in public…”
“Yan Shiqing, I love you…”
Her voice was tender, touching people’s hearts.
The audience erupted with playful shouts, “Kiss! Kiss!”
Shen Qiaoyu smiled instantly.
Yan Shiqing lowered her gaze, took a step back, her cheeks flushed, as she was about to ask her not to…
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