Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 350: Where Did the Other Two-Fifths Go?

Chapter 350: Chapter 350: Where Did the Other Two-Fifths Go?

The director mentioned beforehand there would be only about two or three questions regarding the two of them, so Yu Zhi didn’t shy away and answered seriously:

"This character’s personality is quite similar to Mr. Yu himself, but the character appears to have a queenly aura because of her family’s background, whereas she is confident because of her own strengths. Hmm—she’s a very confident person."

Yu Xia accepted this compliment without hesitation.

Other questions about the two of them were filtered out, allowing her to quietly enjoy some hot pot.

By the time the live stream ended, it was already past ten at night. Yu Xia bid farewell to everyone amicably and chatted with the director for a bit about working together again before leisurely getting into the car.

Even though she was a bit anxious to check for Xie Qingci’s response on her phone, the more it was like this, the slower she became, as if this would delay the inevitable facts.

After getting into the car, she took off her mask, lowered the car window to a suitable position, and then took the cup of water He Ci handed her, taking a sip before finally checking her phone.

Xie Qingci had already replied to her with two messages an hour ago.

[Am I only three-fifths of yours? Where did the other two-fifths go?]

[Oh, so it’s just to appease me.]

From these two sentences, she imagined the image of a "gentle and fragile beauty lamenting in her boudoir, looking at the letter from the heartbreaker."

Yu Xia shivered, coughed, and tapped on the seat in front of her.

"Well, you guys can cover your ears now. I’m about to make a love call."

He Ci: "..."

Mei giggled and asked, "Are you explaining the outfit-clashing situation with him? Sis, you’re being kept on a tight leash now."

"What do you mean, ’tight leash’? I call it respecting him and this relationship." She forcefully explained.

Mei made an OK gesture, pretending to believe, and then put on her headphones.

He Ci showed a sour face: "I really want to hear how mushy a phone call between you two can get. It’s just having hot pot with an ex, he... well, he does need some comforting."

Seeing his determination to eavesdrop, Yu Xia didn’t care and directly dialed Xie Qingci’s number.

As the dial tone rang, thoughts wildly flashed through her mind—would he be too busy to answer because of work? What if someone saw the incoming call display?

Finally, she wondered if he would deliberately not answer out of sadness and discouragement?

Without even realizing it, her initial thought of "just accidentally clashing outfits" had gradually turned into "Oh no, wearing matching outfits and laughing with an ex, Xie Qingci must be very upset."

Thus, the few "beep, beep" sounds seemed particularly long.

Then the ringing stopped abruptly as Xie Qingci answered the phone.

"Hello? The live broadcast is over?" His voice was a bit low, with a lazy exhaustion. She didn’t know where he was taking the call from.

Yu Xia’s mouth instinctively curled into a smile: "Yeah, I’m on my way home. Where are you?"

Xie Qingci: "Also in the car, getting ready to catch a flight to another place. There’s a stage rehearsal with the group tomorrow."

"Oh. Didn’t sleep well? Your voice sounds hoarse."

"Couldn’t sleep well without you by my side," he said languidly.

Yu Xia paused, instinctively glanced around the car, realizing no one else could hear, she felt at ease to reply: "You should see a doctor for that symptom."

"..." Xie Qingci was momentarily stunned, "Are you doing this on purpose, ma’am?"

She chuckled, holding back her words: "Who told you to say something like that?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"You asked me first, I just answered truthfully."

He cooperatively exchanged a few pleasantries, then cut straight to the point of her call.

"Is it to explain where the other two-fifths went, or to explain the couple outfit thing, or rather, you missed me?"

The last three words were spoken softly, gently, and ambiguously, making Yu Xia’s heart skip a beat.

She quickly glanced at He Ci in the front, then casually replied in a low voice: "I did miss you."

"I miss you too," he shifted his tone, saying in a wistful voice, "But when I tuned into your live stream and saw you wearing that annoying black outfit, I felt awful."

"..." Here it comes, she knew it would come.

Yu Xia explained: "It’s just a randomly bought black outfit, something I’d normally wear. Today I thought eating hot pot might easily splash oil stains, wearing black wouldn’t show it as easily. Isn’t that reasonable? As for him also wearing black, it’s not something I can control—it’s just an accidental clash in outfits, not a couple’s outfit."

After explaining, she comfortingly added: "Only when I wear the same as you can it be called a couple’s outfit."

Right after, she saw He Ci’s grimace in the rearview mirror from the excessive sweetness.

She felt embarrassed, reflecting on whether her words were too cheesy. But on the other end of the phone, Xie Qingci’s reaction was evidently pleased.

"So later in the video call, can you not wear that outfit? Just fold it and put it at the bottom of your closet."

What a spoiled response; she couldn’t help but laugh.

About to teasingly agree with him, as his words replayed in her mind, she suddenly collected her expression and asked, "When did I agree on a video call with you?"

Xie Qingci: "So you were just going to casually call and then go to sleep, weren’t you? Didn’t you say two hours ago that I’m your heart, I’m your..."

"Stop, stop," she hurriedly interrupted, finding his words genuinely embarrassing and awkward, "Alright, let’s video call, I’ll do it when I get home, okay?"

"You’re so kind, ma’am. When you feel guilty, you’ll agree to anything."

"...Xie Qingci, I advise you to speak nicely. Why should I feel guilty?"

Xie Qingci replied without a moment’s pause, his tone emanating tranquility, ready to hear it all.

"Then who makes up the other two-fifths?"

Yu Xia sighed heavily toward the sky.

"Xie Qingci, you really come off like a resentful wife secluded in the inner chambers." The bossy and petty kind.

Without waiting for his response, she promptly changed her demeanor and said with difficulty, in a serious tone: "Three-fifths is you, two-fifths is also you. It’s all you. My whole world is you."

He Ci: Feeling nauseous.

The car was quiet, as if everyone inside was listening to her sweet talk, making Yu Xia feel uncomfortable, fidgeting as if needles pricked under her seat.

She heard Xie Qingci’s gentle laugh in her ear, evidently pleased with her words.

"You love me that much? I’m truly lucky."

"...As long as you know."

Speaking sweetly on the phone in front of others was not something Yu Xia was used to, so Xie Qingci didn’t say much more afterward, letting her go home first.

And not to forget to video call later.

He was incredibly keen on the daily clinginess, willing to endure the frustration of seeing but not being able to touch, just to seize the chance to see her.

Even if he couldn’t see her in the video, he would be content just listening to her voice.

When asked why, he would calmly say, "I used to look at giant posters of you on the wall enough, but couldn’t see the real person. Now that I can see, why wouldn’t I?"

Yu Xia’s heart softened immediately, once again easily persuaded to promise a "video call every day."