Volume 1, Chapter 58: Princess Qing, He Says You're Pretending to Be Young!

Bai Qinghe and Lin Xiaolu felt thoroughly vindicated and pleased inside.

"Little Huanhuan, Shen Qi inviting two men over to drink at home seems rather inappropriate, doesn't it?"

"Countless examples show that once a man starts indulging in alcohol, it becomes extremely dangerous!"

"That's right, that's right. Shen Qi doesn't even have a job. If he turns into a full-blown drunkard..."

"The consequences are simply unimaginable."

The two of them stared at Li Huan'ge with wide, pretty eyes, their faces full of deep concern.

Li Huan'ge let out an "hmm" and said indifferently:

"Since it's unimaginable, then don't imagine it!"

Bai Qinghe and Lin Xiaolu froze slightly, their expressions instantly sinking.

It felt as though they had punched a cotton ball; the frustration was almost enough to drive them to depression.

Just as the two were about to persuade her further, Zhuo Yiyi asked curiously:

"Sister Huan'ge, do you really have no idea what kind of friends Shen Qi has?"

Li Huan'ge shook her head.

She was also puzzled. The contract clearly stated that, barring extraordinary circumstances, Shen Qi was not permitted to bring people over to the house at will.

Because of Li Huan'ge's special status, she had to prevent not only the leakage of a public figure's private belongings and information, but also the breach of company secrets.

Shen Qi had always handled such matters impeccably. Could all of that have been nothing more than an illusion?

Could it be that whenever the Diva was away from home, Shen Qi frequently brought people over?

...

Shen Xiaokun was firmly on Li Huan'ge's side. He refused to budge an inch and flatly opposed Shen Qi bringing people home for drinks.

Helpless and choosing not to argue with Shen Xiaokun, Shen Qi turned around, picked up his phone, and made a call.

"Um... I'm terribly sorry, but tonight's gathering is cancelled."

"Another day, when my wife is away on a business trip and won't be back for the night, I'll find a nice place and treat you properly."

Li Huan'ge watched as Shen Qi wore a somewhat awkward expression. She was moved that Shen Xiaokun was looking out for her, yet she also felt a twinge of pity for Shen Qi.

If he hadn't had to be considerate of her, Shen Qi wouldn't have had to go to such lengths.

He even had to tread carefully just to maintain a social life.

Looking at Shen Xiaokun now, Shen Qi was starting to get annoyed.

Well, you little rascal Shen Xiaokun! Telling your mother behind my back that I can write songs was one thing, but now you're opposing me at every turn!

You still want me to teach you how to play instruments?

No way!

His phone rang once more, indicating a new message.

Shen Qi picked it up and couldn't help a flicker of puzzlement.

Fu Qing?

Naturally, Shen Qi was acquainted with Li Huan'ge's closest best friends. To prevent paparazzi from sneaking photos, their most private gatherings were often hosted right at home.

Shen Qi's culinary skills had long since surpassed the standards of high-end restaurants.

Having once accidentally obtained Fu Qing's contact information, she never contacted Shen Qi except for things like coming over to pick up documents for Li Huan'ge.

Moreover, even when Shen Qi cooked meals for them without intruding on their work discussions and gossip sessions, he had heard Fu Qing disparage him on more than one occasion.

Shen Qi crinkled his nose and began mimicking her voice in a high-pitched tone.

"Oh, my dear Huan'ge, it's one thing that you didn't marry someone from the entertainment industry, but at least find someone of equal social standing!"

"I admit Shen Qi has some talent in the kitchen, but cooking can't pay the bills... Oh, my, oh, my..."

"Apart from being handsome, Shen Qi is utterly useless!"

Shen Xiaokun stared blankly at Shen Qi's exaggerated performance, his forehead furrowed in utter confusion.

"Shouldn't you go get your head checked at a hospital?"

The viewers in the livestream broadcast were equally baffled.

Li Huan'ge bit back a smile, feeling simultaneously amused and slightly embarrassed, so she decided to explain:

"What Shen Qi is mimicking should be Fu Qing. We occasionally gather at home to hang out or discuss work, and every time, Shen Qi cooks for everyone."

"Fu Qing, she... she really did think Shen Qi was living off a woman at first..."

[Pfft, hahaha! Do you think Fu Qing is watching this livestream right now?]

[Of course she is! As Diva Huan'ge's best friend and practically the second-in-command at Huan'ge Entertainment, Fu Qing is definitely watching.]

[I bet Fu Qing is screaming wildly right now, "I'm so angry my chest hurts!"]

[Huh? Should I massage it for her?]

Sitting in her car, Fu Qing stared at the screen as Shen Qi mocked her, gritting her teeth in fury.

"Well, if it isn't Shen Qi! I never knew you had such deep opinions about me!"

"So what if I said a few bad things about you? I'm Huan'ge's good sister, is it a crime to speak up righteously on her behalf?"

"I was just starting to change my view of you..."

Fu Qing puffed out her cheeks.

You just wait!

...

"Xiaokun, your mother had someone send your instruments over. They should be here in about ten minutes."

"Really?!"

Unable to contain his excitement any longer, Shen Xiaokun bolted toward the door to wait outside.

Shen Qi quickly grabbed him by the collar, glancing exaggeratedly around as if afraid someone might overhear.

"Let me tell you something. The woman delivering those instruments has a terrible temper, so you'd better watch your tongue."

Shen Xiaokun paused, his little face instantly sinking.

"You're talking about Princess Qing, right?"

"Princess... Qing?" Shen Qi looked bewildered. "You know her?"

"Yeah!" Shen Xiaokun explained with a dark expression. "Every time Mom came to see me in the past, she was always with Princess Qing. She's the one who made me call her Princess Qing."

Shen Qi scoffed.

"Trying to act young!"

[Fu Qing's beauty blogger handle is literally Princess Qing.]

[Princess Qing is naturally youthful, how is she acting young?]

[Princess Qing's temper is notoriously fierce. Since Shen Qi is just a kept man, his status in Diva Huan'ge's heart probably doesn't even match Princess Qing's.]

[Well, obviously! A woman ranks the people in her heart: parents, younger brother, best friends, male best friends, the dog... and only after all that comes the useless husband.]

Shen Xiaokun immediately glared and roared in anger:

"You're not allowed to talk about Princess Qing that way! Aside from my mom, Princess Qing is the nicest person to me in the entire world!"

Shen Qi was completely dumbfounded.

"Well, aren't you a fine little ungrateful brat? I feed you, water you, and take care of you day in and day out, cleaning up after you, and in your eyes, I'm still not as good as Fu Qing?!"

"Not as good! Not as good at all!"

Shen Xiaokun glared at Shen Qi, pushed the door open, and ran out.

Shen Qi stomped his feet in frustration.

A moment later, the sound of a car parking echoed from outside, followed by Shen Xiaokun's joyful, excited shout.

"Princess Qing!"

"Oh, my little Xiaokun, did you miss me?"

"I did!"

Inside the house, Shen Qi rolled his eyes.

Fu Qing's wine-red wavy hair fluttered in the breeze. On her upper body, she wore a white button-down shirt that looked on the verge of bursting open. Beneath her professional pencil skirt, her long, slender legs were encased in black silk stockings, and her feet were propped up in exquisite red high heels.

This was her signature, most distinctive style of dress.

[Hiss... The beauty Fu Qing is seriously too sexy!]

[I could admire those legs for three years!]

[Right now, there are only four words running through my mind—a total femme fatale!]

When Shen Qi pushed open the door, he had already switched back to a gentle and polite demeanor, immediately calling out:

"Oh my, thank you for making a special trip here, Director Fu. I'm so sorry to put you through this."

"If you had just given a word, I could have driven over to pick them up myself."

Fu Qing's expression was noticeably unpleasant as she replied coldly:

"Heh... I don't have the audacity to order the Diva's husband around."

Shen Qi blinked, thinking to himself: Is it that time of the month for her?

Shen Xiaokun hugged Fu Qing's thigh, looked up with an indignant expression, and pointed an accusing finger at Shen Qi.

"Princess Qing, just now he said you were trying to act young!"