Chapter 64
As soon as the Golden Horse Awards ceremony ended, Meng Jiang’s blatant confession to her lover during her acceptance speech directly caused the three words “Qi Sijia” to explode in the entertainment industry tonight.
The popularity of the two of them soared, and almost all the topic squares were filled with Meng Jiang’s line of sight at the awards ceremony.
“How much must she like her for the goddess to publicly announce her lover in front of everyone? Did you guys notice, the title she used was ‘lover,’ not ‘partner’ or ‘girlfriend.’ You should know that in a same-sex relationship, using the term ‘lover’ represents a deeper level of intimacy.”
“From now on, I believe in same-sex love again.”
“If my sister-in-law looks like this, then career fans will accept my sister’s relationship.”
“Wuwuwu, beautiful women should be with beautiful women. From now on, I’m a member of the Jia-Jiang CP fandom.”
“CP fans upstairs, get out. Isn’t it good for the two young ladies to be beautiful on their own? You’ve been arguing like this until now, do you have any solid evidence to show? It’s hilarious. Just based on a few words tonight and the direction of Jiang Jiang’s gaze, you’re already in a mess and have concluded that the two of them are a married couple?”
“Did the goddess personally admit that she and Jia are already married?”
“Three people make a tiger. How would I know? Evidence? Did she say that her marriage partner is Jia?”
“And who can prove that the person under the stage at the awards ceremony tonight is Jia?”
“The organizer just certified it. Among the participants, that person is Jia. Some people don’t have eyes and should go watch the video themselves. Jia appeared in the front row, and many big shots from the capital circle stood up to give her a seat. In the entertainment industry, who has such a big presence? You can count them on one hand.”
“Everyone, stop arguing. You’re just adding to the organizer’s popularity for no reason. The organizer of this year’s Golden Horse Awards has won big. With the famous actress Meng’s self-revelation, the awards ceremony video has almost reached ten billion views.”
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“Am I the only one who thinks this whole thing is just a publicity stunt from beginning to end? Whether the person at the scene is Jia or not, from the marriage certificate on New Year’s Eve to the high-profile official announcement now, I think it’s just an entertainment industry publicity stunt.”
A Sherlock Holmes-esque netizen began to summarize the cause of the whole incident.
The cause was that Meng Jiang had sent a large bouquet of roses to someone abroad, and then on New Year’s Eve, Meng Jiang had posted two marriage certificates.
A netizen pointed out that the sister-in-law was the famous screenwriter Jia.
But the problem was, from beginning to end, Jia had never shown her face, nor had any intimate or suspicious photos with Meng Jiang been leaked. A newly married couple, and then living in two different places, was not scientific at all.
Therefore, for a period of time, Meng Jiang was suspected by the paparazzi of having a fake marriage. Flies don’t bite a seamless egg.
After the netizens listed the reasons for their doubts with reason and evidence, they brought up the matter of Meng Jiang personally admitting her marriage today.
The movie Wasteland was scheduled to be released in China in the next month, and the main investor was Meng Luo, and the follow-up screenwriter was Jia.
Connecting these two people, it’s easy to imagine something. Imagine a crew screenwriter and a main actor falling in love and getting married, and the behind-the-scenes footage of the crew’s moonlight script.
With this as a gimmick, the popularity that came out could be said to have attracted a great deal of attention, and it directly heated up the movie’s popularity.
“Ah, this, sister is amazing. It seems that the organizer of this Golden Horse Awards is also Meng Luo.”
“Too many coincidences. It’s definitely a publicity stunt. Friends, don’t forget, my sister personally admitted that she doesn’t like players. She has emotional cleanliness, which has already risen to a psychological level. No matter how outstanding or good-looking Jia is, as long as her love life is complicated and she is a player who has had N relationships, she is not worthy of being with my sister.”
“Even if Jiang Jiang is married, I don’t think the other person is Jia. Everyone, don’t forget, Fang Nuan was also there tonight, sitting right next to Jia.”
“Who can be sure that Meng Jiang’s words were not directed at Fang Nuan?”
“It’s very likely a feint. No celebrity in the entertainment industry is really willing to expose their lover to the spotlight, unless they’re crazy in love. Meng Jiang blatantly guided public opinion towards Jia, and even disregarded her many ex-girlfriend scandals. Who is she trying to protect?”
“You can’t just exclude her from being my sister-in-law because Fang Nuan is not as good-looking as that person.”
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The netizens were arguing endlessly, with all sorts of opinions. At first, everyone was saying how sweet it was and wishing them a happy life together.
But later, I don’t know who led the topic astray, and Meng Jiang’s lover fell on the head of the A-list starlet Fang Nuan.
A netizen spent a huge amount of text to summarize Meng Jiang’s view on love. Later, she directly excluded Jia. It was still the same sentence: Meng Jiang doesn’t like promiscuous women.
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On the night when the online rumors were rampant, Qi Sijia and Meng Jiang had no time to look.
The reporters waiting outside the awards ceremony had almost blocked the road. Later, the traffic police came to clear it. Qi Sijia was sitting in Meng Jiang’s RV. She hadn’t even eaten. They had led the paparazzi on a wild goose chase on the overpass for several rounds, and only after shaking them off did they get home.
They went to the Lakeside Villa, a property of Meng Jiang’s in Beicheng whose address was not public.
She had agreed with Meng Jiang before that when it came to whose place to stay at, whoever’s was more convenient, they would stay there.
The answer was that she had many properties and was willful.
Qi Sijia had just returned to the country this afternoon. Her suitcase was at Meng Jiang’s house, and she had no intention of going back to her own home.
Walking into the house, everything was in pairs, in a couple’s style.
You could tell that Meng Jiang had put a lot of thought into it and had prepared all this in advance. She took out a pair of same-style, same-color slippers for Qi Sijia from the shoe cabinet.
Qi Sijia raised an eyebrow and asked, “Why did you buy the same color?”
“I wanted to,” Meng Jiang lowered her eyes.
“Aren’t you afraid of wearing the wrong one?”
She refused to admit that when she had bought them, it was to satisfy a fetish. To show off their love, she had never even thought that she might wear the wrong one. Meng Jiang raised an eyebrow and said, “Do you mind if you don’t wear them?”
Qi Sijia laughed and walked straight into the living room in her slippers.
There weren’t many vegetables in the fridge. Qi Sijia took out a bottle of water and took a sip.
Outside the door, Chen Cheng had also wanted to come in and look at the online public opinion with Meng Jiang, but before her foot had even crossed the threshold, she was pushed out by Meng Jiang.
“It’s not convenient tonight. We’ll talk on the phone later.”
Chen Cheng couldn’t stand her breaking character and flirty behavior. Before she left, she patted Meng Jiang’s shoulder and said in a meaningful tone, “Young people, take it easy.”
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The two of them cooked dinner together. Meng Jiang suggested it and took the initiative to go into the kitchen, but she only knew how to beat eggs. After doing this, she washed her hands beautifully.
Under the warm yellow light, Qi Sijia changed into a set of loungewear that was the same style and color as Meng Jiang’s. She had just taken a shower, and her long hair was half-wet, draped over her straight back like satin.
Below her waist were all legs, occupying two-thirds of her height.
Meng Jiang lifted her body slightly, wrapped her arms around Qi Sijia from behind, and rested her head on her shoulder, looking at the fried rice tumbling in the pot.
Suddenly, she was a little jealous of the rice grains tumbling in the pot. She looked at the black and white kitchen counter.
I don’t know what she was thinking.
“You’re feeding me this?” Meng Jiang said with a picky and absent-minded tone.
Qi Sijia glanced at her and answered honestly, “This is all there is.”
“Sigh, no wonder people say that once you get it, you don’t cherish it,” Meng Jiang said with curved eyes, blowing on Qi Sijia’s chest, her gaze suggestively looking into Qi Sijia’s collar.
The loungewear was loose, and inside was just a round-necked short-sleeved shirt. Her collarbone was clearly visible, and below it was a faint semi-circular arc.
Meng Jiang’s shower gel was the same as Qi Sijia’s, a rose and honey scent. It smelled very sweet, and most people couldn’t stand it. But she insisted on pressing her lips against Qi Sijia’s collarbone, her breath probing inside.
It was impossible to say she had no reaction. Qi Sijia called out to her helplessly, “Meng Jiang.”
“Mmm,” Meng Jiang looked up and pretended, “Why is your egg fried rice taking so long?”
“I’m not eating anymore,” Qi Sijia said, throwing away the wooden spatula.
Meng Jiang looked up. “Mmm?”
“I’ll give you five minutes to take a shower,” Qi Sijia turned off the stove. The bowl of egg liquid that Meng Jiang had just beaten on the glass counter was left there quietly. Qi Sijia had no intention of touching it again.
Without another word, she took off her apron and turned to push Meng Jiang towards the bathroom.
Meng Jiang was stunned. Realizing it, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles. She held Qi Sijia’s elbow with her backhand and said directly, “Anyway, you’re going to cry later. Let’s wash together.”
This was a provocation.
Qi Sijia’s eyes narrowed slightly. She turned on the overhead shower, stood under the water, and a head of long, waterfall-like hair was scattered on her back.
Her back was as straight as jade. Meng Jiang stood there, stunned.
Qi Sijia held up three fingers. “There are still three minutes left.”
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Five minutes were up, and not a single second was left for Meng Jiang.
Meng Jiang still had shower gel on her. Qi Sijia held her round shoulders with her palm, pushed her against the wall, and kissed her.
After the shower, her clothes were in a messy pile on the floor.
Meng Jiang narrowed her eyes slightly, her mind blank. She had no time to think about why her cleanliness obsession was not working with Qi Sijia.
That night, Qi Sijia cried again, her face expressionless as she shed tears. It was particularly moving.
So much so that when everything was settled, Meng Jiang’s feet were arched so much that they couldn’t be controlled. When she sank into the quilt, she couldn’t stretch out completely.
Qi Sijia was afraid that she would be pressed. She got up and put a soft Pikachu under her feet, arranging her in a side-lying, leg-raised position. Only then did Meng Jiang feel a little better.
When she looked up, she found Meng Jiang looking at her phone.
Qi Sijia said, “Go to sleep.”
“I was wrong. Give me another five minutes.”
Qi Sijia glanced at her. Meng Jiang covered her mouth, her face a little red. The word “five minutes” was too flirty to be said after what they had just done.
Meng Jiang buried her hot face in Qi Sijia’s neck and smelled her scent.
She also made a call back to Chen Cheng.
“Just so you know, don’t blow up when you see the hot search tonight. Jiang, I beg you, don’t talk nonsense again. The speech you gave at the awards ceremony tonight not only didn’t achieve the goal of announcing your relationship with Teacher Qi, but now the whole internet is saying that you’re deflecting the disaster and taking the opportunity to protect your true lover.”
Meng Jiang’s phone almost slipped from her hand. After a long while, she squeezed out a curse, “Fuck!”
At the same time, Qi Sijia’s side also received a call from her assistant. A foreign studio was going to open a branch in China, and a Greater China management team had come over a month in advance. Qi Sijia had her own exclusive assistant to handle her social media accounts.
The assistant said, “Teacher Qi, something’s wrong.”
“Go on.”
“The frontal photos of you that were secretly taken at the Golden Horse Awards and the airport tonight have been exposed. There are several short essays online, saying that they are your ex-girlfriends. Should we clarify?”
Qi Sijia was not surprised by this. Last time at the Wasteland press conference, Meng Jiang had been censored. She had not originally shown her face in China.
And for the author account of Ji Liu, she had only met a few of her ex-girlfriends, let alone understood her online persona.
So no ex-girlfriend had ever come looking for her.
Tonight was different. A frontal photo had come out. Even if ninety percent of her past relationships were online relationships with people she had met in games and had never met, there were still a few people she had met.
It was not strange to be recognized.
Now that her ex-girlfriend had jumped out to cash in on the hot topic, the assistant asked her if she wanted to look at the short essays first.
Qi Sijia said directly that there was no need.
First, she had not cheated. Second, from beginning to end, she had been the one who was dumped and cheated on.
Finally, among so many exes, she had only met four of them. The rest were all online chats.
The marketing accounts that were gossiping about her and her ex’s relationship couldn’t make any waves at all. There was no need to care about these rumors. After a period of time, the groundless rumors would pass, and Qi Sijia didn’t care about her own reputation.
After calmly listening to the assistant’s report, she said faintly, “Find a way to take down the hot search.”
After hanging up the phone, Meng Jiang was staring at Qi Sijia without blinking.
“If you want to say something, just say it.”
Meng Jiang hesitated to speak. After a long while, she finally said to her, “Do you think I’m too high-profile?”
“I don’t think so,” Qi Sijia said. “It’s good to be a little high-profile.”
Meng Jiang’s mood was still not high. She was annoyed by the netizens’ ability to distort the facts and turn black into white, to say that a true love was a publicity stunt, while the short essays of Qi Sijia’s exes were praised by the marketing accounts as true love.
Meng Jiang had a stomach full of anger. She turned off the wall lamp.
She lay on the bed, her back to Qi Sijia.
Qi Sijia was a little helpless. She wrapped her arms around her waist and brought her into her arms. “Are you angry?”
“Otherwise?” Meng Jiang said. “Teacher Qi, what were you thinking at that time, dating so many exes…”
Meng Jiang trailed off, suddenly stopping. She knew that saying this was not appropriate. This was poking at Qi Sijia’s sore spot.
At that time, Qi Sijia was sick. Perhaps she had subconsciously realized that she needed to develop social skills and get over the shadow that her first love had brought her.
No one stipulated that after a breakup, you had to be a virgin for someone. But Meng Jiang was really a little unhappy.
Whether you called it her emotional cleanliness or her pickiness, it was her personality. But if she said this directly and poked at Qi Sijia’s sore spot, she couldn’t bear to.
Unable to get angry, Meng Jiang turned over, faced Qi Sijia, and held her. The two of them looked at each other in the darkness for a few seconds. Meng Jiang admitted defeat and scratched Qi Sijia’s palm.
Qi Sijia saw all her emotions.
The past matters, when laid bare, were just those.
Qi Sijia couldn’t possibly gloss over the past that had already happened, but the facts were different from what Meng Jiang had thought.
In the past, she didn’t care about her reputation. But Teacher Meng cared, so she had to clear her name.
Qi Sijia asked her faintly, “Then how can you be happy?”
This made Meng Jiang embarrassed. She was stunned for a moment. “Actually, I’m not unhappy about your exes. Those you had with them, it’s not even a relationship. A relationship where you haven’t even held hands or met, what kind of relationship is that? I’m just angry that the netizens don’t believe that I’m married to you. I’ve clearly posted the marriage certificate and announced it in person. But in the end, I, the main person, was compared to a group of people who haven’t even held your hand. How can I not be angry?”
In the end, she was jealous.
And she was so flamboyant, with reason and evidence, and could be arrogant.
Qi Sijia was amused. She hummed in agreement and coaxed, “You should be angry.”
This made Meng Jiang even more energetic. She was not at all embarrassed. “I just want everyone to know, to tell others that Qi Sijia is Meng Jiang’s, and Meng Jiang is Qi Sijia’s. Is that so difficult?”
The last sentence’s momentum was gone. The wall lamp was warm and like a duck egg yolk, and the light in Meng Jiang’s eyes was sparkling.
Qi Sijia couldn’t help but touch her eyes. She went over and whispered in Meng Jiang’s ear, “Alright, I know you really want it.”
“In a few days, come with me to a variety show. Actually, I was just thinking of mentioning it to you in the RV. The Qi Group is investing in a ‘best friends and wives’ variety show this year. I’ll have someone call all those ex-girlfriends who wrote short essays over to clear your name, okay?”
Meng Jiang was stunned. Realizing it, a smile appeared on her lips. She looked straight into Qi Sijia’s smiling eyes. “Alright, Teacher Qi. You had a premeditated plan.”
Qi Sijia did not deny it. She met her gaze and curled her lips. “There’s no reason to let Teacher Meng be angry with me over this.”
