HEIFEIGU -Chapter 104

All eyes turned to Qian Shuyun.

Among them, Song Chu and Zhu Qian looked very unfriendly.

Song Chu’s gaze was cold and scrutinizing, as if to say, “So unfaithful, and you still want to flirt with my brother?”

Zhu Qian’s look was a straightforward threat: “Dare to stir trouble in front of my big brother, and I’ll kill you.”

Xie Jixing felt a strange sourness in his chest, his teeth itched—he wanted to bite someone.

The sensation was surprisingly new.

But with cameras around, he couldn’t really bite Boss Qian to vent.

Under the long table, his foot quietly stretched over and pressed on Qian Shuyun’s foot, twisting it twice.

His eyes squinted in a smile, a small red mole puffed up, and his tone was teasingly sarcastic, “Boss Qian, you’re so popular.”

【Three?!】

【Boss Qian, so popular~ (distorted fangirl face)】

【LOL, why are you typing out Xie Jixing’s tone?】

【I’ll take a big bite! The rice is so fragrant. (cat stretches chopsticks, hi, I’ll take a bit)】

【(cat grabs chopsticks, hi, I’ll take a bit more)】

【(leaning against wall, sneaking a laugh) After the ‘so popular~’ incident, our Xingyun super topic might break into the top 15!】

【Be bold, girls! Xie Jixing’s giving candy, we’re aiming for top 10.】

Since the show started, the Xingyun CP super topic had already reached the top 20.

The North Pole Circle finally welcomed its spring.

Every daily live broadcast now was a massive group event for Sister Xingyun.

【But why does the Emperor of Film have three invitations?】

【Probably veteran artists’ tickets of respect, a form of tribute.】

【LOL, upstairs abstract fangirls, you should’ve added a dog head emoji. No turning back now, bury it thick.】

【I’m just here to roast him, he hasn’t shown up for so long, I came for the star.】

【Yes, most of our wealthy fans have switched sides; old men can’t compete with the star’s charm.】

Xie Jixing looked adorably angry. Qian Shuyun wanted to laugh but restrained himself.

He sat upright, smiling politely, and said calmly, “I only accept Teacher Xie’s invitation. I decline the other two.”

The atmosphere quieted for a moment. Song Chu and Zhu Qian withdrew their gazes and resumed eating.

Xie Jixing twisted his foot again, and as he pulled it back, a pair of slender hands secretly touched his knee.

He opened his eyes wide, staring at Qian Shuyun: “Taking advantage of me?”

Qian Shuyun returned a gentlemanly look, raising an eyebrow. “After stepping on so many feet, can’t I charge a little?”

Xie Jixing’s ears turned red. He lowered his head and poked a piece of celery.

He was the only guest to decline any invitation.

The camera zoomed in closely, capturing microexpressions on the guests’ faces.

But several of them had their heads down; it was hard to tell who was who.

Xie Jixing was a bit curious.

Later, back in his room, he hesitated but finally took out his phone and messaged Qian Shuyun:

【Who was it?】

A chill ran down Qian Shuyun’s back—so fierce, no emojis.

He immediately confessed one:

【Jiang Tutu (yellow bean points at finger)】

【Why ask, Teacher Xie? (yellow bean pushes sunglasses)】

【Why step on me at dinner?】

So cheeky!

Xie Jixing thought he had been too gentle before. Next time, he would be more ruthless.

【I stepped on you because your skin was itchy, speak if you want (yellow bean grins)】

Thinking of Xie Jixing’s little cat-like flaring, Qian Shuyun smiled gently.

The other inviter was a bit embarrassing to reveal.

He hesitated but then confessed honestly:

【The other one was Wei Junyuan. They’re probably after resources.】

【No more teasing. Tomorrow’s date, I’ve actually been preparing for a long time. Planning a surprise for you, Teacher Xie. Look forward to it (little cat sends heart)】

The next day, Xie Jixing looked at the vast wasteland before him, feeling complicated. “This is your surprise?”

“From here to there,” Qian Shuyun pointed toward the boundary of the wasteland, “How’s this surprise?”

Xie Jixing scrunched his nose, thinking how to phrase it, “Hmm… pretty big.”

“Pfft.” Qian Shuyun looked at his complicated expression and earnestly explained, “I plan to develop a film and TV base here.”

“Earlier you said, Yin Wenshan disliked the H City film base because it didn’t fully replicate his old home. We could build a street here according to his memories.”

“Screening halls, wonton stalls, everything can be arranged. When not filming, it opens to tourists.”

“I also want to rebuild a memorial hall for him.”

Xie Jixing hadn’t expected Qian Shuyun to remember casually mentioned ideas and take them seriously.

He was planning and implementing them seriously, leaving Xie Jixing’s feelings complicated.

“There’s also Yue Qinyao. She didn’t like the big house in C City. From what you said, her hometown is in S City, we could replicate it. The buildings there have unique charm.”

“Although they follow you now, if they ever want to visit home, they can stay here.”

After speaking, Qian Shuyun paused. “But most importantly, your Shan Cai Sect—where do you want to rebuild it?”

Xie Jixing looked up sharply, very surprised. “You want to help me rebuild my sect?”

“Not help,” Qian Shuyun shook his head.

He focused on Xie Jixing with a serious tone, “Xingxing, this is earned by your own abilities. I’m just paying you your due reward.”

Xie Jixing lowered his head, feelings complex.

Boss Qian was being a bit unfair—making one want to…

Kiss him!

Xie Jixing’s ears turned completely red, shocked by the thought popping into his head.

“Xingxing?” Seeing no movement, Qian Shuyun teased, “Don’t tell me you’re about to cry from being touched.”

Still teasing.

Xie Jixing slapped his hand on Qian Shuyun’s back, looked up at the distant mountains, and very unromantically said, “The Shan Cai Sect was originally built halfway up the mountain.”

“Is that mountain behind yours too?”

Just mentioning it made Boss Qian grit his teeth.

“No,” he remembered angrily, “we were planning to buy it together, but some fool—”

Qian Shuyun took a deep breath and adjusted his words.

“A competitor used a little trick to buy it ahead of us.”

“I raised the price several times, but he wouldn’t sell. He’s not building a sect, doesn’t know what he wants the mountain for?!”

Xie Jixing, “Pfft.”

It was clear that Boss Qian was very angry.

He grabbed Qian Shuyun’s wrist. “It’s okay, let’s build it at the foot of the mountain. Come, show me around.”

“I’ll try harder,” Qian Shuyun looked at the mountain behind, “I haven’t heard about any development. Maybe there’s still a chance.”

What was supposed to be just a casual purchase now required buying if Xie Jixing wanted the sect halfway up the mountain.

The wasteland was huge. By the time they finished touring, Xie Jixing’s legs felt like they were about to break.

But thinking that all these plans could really be implemented made him excited.

This date was pretty good, just a little exhausting for the legs.

The villa they rented from the production team was at the opposite corner of the city, so by the time they got back, it was already dark.

Chen Mengyu sat in the small living room with her arm raised, a few suspicious bruises visible. Song Chu stood beside her holding a bottle of medicinal wine, looking a bit awkward.

“What happened?” Xie Jixing quickly walked over, looked at Chen Mengyu, and then glared at Song Chu.

Could it be that his senior brother actually got this poor lady hurt?

“It’s nothing,” Chen Mengyu said as she took the medicinal wine, poured some into her palm, and rubbed her bruises herself. “I accidentally bumped into something.”

Song Chu, rare for him, looked a little embarrassed. To deflect attention, he put on a stern face and asked his younger brother, “Where did you go today?”

Xie Jixing, used to being under control, straightened his back immediately and reported today’s schedule to Song Chu.

But as he talked about the upcoming reconstruction of the sect, he got more and more excited, speaking faster than his brain could keep up.

“However, Boss Qian said we need to try harder to buy that mountain from that foolish… competitor.”

Song Chu’s face remained expressionless. He squinted slightly, looking past Xie Jixing at Qian Shuyun, who was walking in carrying fruits and soft drinks.

He asked flatly, “Are you talking about the Bicuifeng Mountain in the southern suburbs?”

“How did senior brother know?” Xie Jixing’s eyes widened.

“Because I am that so-called foolish… competitor,” Song Chu pushed up his glasses. “I bought that mountain. The foundation for the sect is already set up halfway up the hill. By the time the show is done filming, it might even be finished.”

Xie Jixing: …

Darn it, not only did he fail to gain any favor points, he also sold out Boss Qian.

Now Qian Shuyun also knew the relationship between Song Chu and Xie Jixing. Three ghosts were one thing, but now there was an even harder-to-deal-with brother-in-law.

He set the fruit tray and soft drinks on the table, took a deep breath, and looked at Song Chu. “Mr. Song, can we talk?”

Song Chu looked at him calmly and gave a slight smile. “I’d be happy to accompany you.”

“Xingxing!”

After the two of them left, Chen Mengyu cheerfully invited Cyber Goose to sit with her.

But her smile faltered, and her energy began to drain.

The battery was running low—being sweet just wasn’t working anymore.

“How did this happen?” Xie Jixing asked, looking at the bruises on her arm.

Since today’s date was pre-recorded and there were no cameras in the villa at night…

Chen Mengyu pouted cutely and complained, “Today, Teacher Song took me to a high-end, fashionable sports and lifestyle mountain resort.”

“Wow!” Xie Jixing was impressed. “This place sounds perfect for a date!”

Much better than his wasteland!

“Sounds great, right?” Chen Mengyu rubbed her arm and moved her gaze wistfully. “That’s what I thought at first.”

“Then we rode horses, shot arrows, played golf and tennis, and finally went skiing.”

Whoa, did they really pack a month’s worth of exercise into a single day?

Chen Mengyu raised her arm in front of Xie Jixing. “I was too tired while skiing, couldn’t control myself, and fell.”

Xie Jixing’s expression softened with sympathy.

No wonder his senior brother was a workaholic everywhere he went.

Harming others without benefit to oneself—truly detestable.

“Thanks for your hard work!” He opened a soda for Chen Mengyu.

“And what about you?” Chen Mengyu looked at the film emperor expectantly, wondering if he could produce some new “sweet moments.”

Xie Jixing poured a bit of medicinal oil into his hand and rubbed his own calf.

“Inspecting the wasteland.”

Chen Mengyu: …

“It was huge, full of weeds, not easy to walk.”

“After inspecting the wasteland, we climbed half a small mountain.”

After hearing that, Chen Mengyu somehow felt balanced again.

“I don’t think the film emperor is very impressive,” Chen Mengyu concluded.

Not quite what she expected—she couldn’t just hand over Cyber Son so easily.

“Xingxing, why don’t you consider me instead?”

Xie Jixing smiled and took a sip of his drink. “Okay, I think my senior brother isn’t very impressive either.”

“Full of pretense and workaholic, you have to think carefully.”

The two of them were laughing and joking happily, when Xie Jixing suddenly saw an angry ghost swiftly float past him through the wall.

Huh, what’s wrong with A-Ji?

Wasn’t he with Zhu Qian?

Why is he this angry?