She tilted her head slightly. Her sunglasses slipped a little down the bridge of her nose, revealing a pair of exquisite, upturned peach-blossom eyes.
Her gaze was cool and distant, as though covered in a thin layer of ice, as it swept over the reporter who had asked the question.
The reporter’s heart gave a faint jolt.
The next second, Fu Niansheng smiled sweetly at the camera.
“Not close.”
“Uh… not close? You were classmates in high school and college. You’re still not close?”
The reporter was clearly stunned. He hadn’t expected her to answer that way, but he stubbornly pressed on.
At that, Fu Niansheng curled her lips into a half-smile and said in a languid voice, “I have a condition—I can’t stand idiots. I don’t pay attention to men who are all brawn and no brains.”
The reporter was dumbfounded. “What?”
Fu Niansheng’s eyes curved as she continued, “If you happen to see him, please pass on a message. Tell him I know a very famous ophthalmologist and can introduce them.”
“Uh…”
The reporter was left speechless.
As expected of Actress Fu!
She really dared to say anything!
But… who would dare pass that message along? They didn’t want to die!
“If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving. I’ve just spent more than ten hours on a flight, and I’m exhausted. Bye-bye.”
The dazzling beauty gave the camera a coquettish smile and waved.
In an instant, all the reporters’ minds went blank. They had prepared a whole stack of tricky questions, but now they could only stare stupidly as Fu Niansheng climbed into her motorhome.
Only after the vehicle drove away did they finally come back to their senses.
Several cries of astonishment rose from the crowd.
“As expected of the only international movie star in Huaguo!”
“She’s the only one in the domestic entertainment industry with that kind of poise and beauty.”
“Huh? Who’s that? Quick, look!”
Someone suddenly widened their eyes and pointed toward the exit in shock.
A tall, imposing figure emerged from the VIP exit.
Qiao Yuci was dressed in a black suit, the cut crisp and stylish. He wore the same black sunglasses as Fu Niansheng. With his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and cold, commanding aura, he looked strikingly formidable.
He was Fu Niansheng’s manager and also one of the shareholders of the film company.
Elegant and gentlemanly.
More importantly, he was the man behind Fu Niansheng’s rise to fame.
In the entertainment industry, he was known as the “golden manager.”
But what shocked everyone at that moment wasn’t Qiao Yuci himself.
It was the fact that he was carrying a little girl who looked like a delicate doll.
The little one wore a fluffy pink princess dress and glittering white ankle boots. Her jet-black hair was tied into two little buns, each decorated with a pearl hair clip.
Her large, round eyes were like black grapes soaked in water, turning curiously as she surveyed the bustling crowd without the slightest hint of fear.
“Who is she? I’ve never heard that Qiao Yuci has a child.”
“My God, she’s so adorable! Are we sure she isn’t a child model filming with them?”
“Wait… why does she look a little familiar? Her eyes and brows…”
The sharp-eyed reporters quickly turned their cameras toward her.
“Mr. Qiao, can we take a photo of the two of you?”
“Please respect the child’s privacy.”
Qiao Yuci coldly refused. He instinctively pressed Fu Xiaonian’s face against his chest to keep the media from photographing her.
“Uncle Qiao, is there really such a thing as privacy in your line of work?”
“…”
Qiao Yuci pressed one large hand firmly against the back of the little girl’s head. “Stop squirming.”
“Honestly, I don’t really care about privacy.”
As she spoke, she wriggled out of Qiao Yuci’s arms.
With a beaming smile, she waved at the cameras.
Her babyish voice was sweet as honey.
“Good afternoon, uncles and aunties!”
“Brother in the baseball cap, you look so handsome holding that camera!”
“Miss in the white dress, the butterfly hair clip on your head is so pretty!”
“Wow!”
Little dumpling… what color body bag would you like?
The reporters’ hearts melted instantly.
Their shutters began clicking nonstop.
“!!”
Qiao Yuci was covered in black lines and hurriedly pressed her back into his arms.
“You little tyrant, I’m begging you, please be quiet for a minute!”
Fu Xiaonian blinked her big eyes and leaned toward his ear, asking in a soft voice, “Uncle Qiao, now that we’re back in the country, does that mean I can find my daddy?”
Qiao Yuci’s face darkened. “Your daddy was buried a long time ago. Where would you find him?”
Instead of feeling sad, Fu Xiaonian broke into a smug smile.
She looked as though she had just confirmed something she already knew.
Her two short legs swung leisurely.
“But I know who my daddy is.”
She looked so much like her father. If she showed her face in front of the media a few more times, maybe her daddy would come looking for her himself.
Qiao Yuci was rendered speechless by her. All he could do was keep a grim expression and quicken his pace.
But the reporters had no intention of letting him off so easily.
The more Qiao Yuci tried to hide the child, the more convinced they became that her identity was suspicious.
The reporters swarmed over and began snapping photos of Fu Xiaonian.
“…”
Fu Niansheng had already settled into the motorhome.
Through the window, she saw her daughter tilting her head at the cameras, flashing a peace sign, and striking all kinds of adorable poses.
She helplessly pressed a hand to her forehead.
She really was determined to stir up trouble wherever she went.
Who on earth had she inherited this personality from?
Fu Niansheng immediately pulled her phone from her handbag and called Qiao Yuci.
“Don’t let her reveal herself in front of the media. Take her to the hotel right away.”
“Got it.”
Qiao Yuci hung up, scooped Fu Xiaonian firmly into his arms, and strode toward the parking lot.
“You little tyrant, stop talking. We’re leaving.”
Fu Xiaonian wrapped her arms around his neck and took the opportunity to make a demand.
“Uncle Qiao, I want fried chicken. And I want cola.”
“No. You already have cavities.”
“Then I’ll call you Daddy!”
“…”
Qiao Yuci stopped so abruptly that the veins on his forehead twitched.
He took a deep breath and ground out through clenched teeth, “Fine! I’ll buy them for you!”
“Uncle Qiao, I’m very obedient.”
Fu Xiaonian immediately lay obediently against his shoulder.
No one saw the sly smile that curled across her little face as she buried it in the crook of Qiao Yuci’s neck.
If you won’t take me to find Daddy, then Xiaonian can go find him herself.
At the same time, someone uploaded the interview online.
Fu Niansheng’s comment—“I know a very famous ophthalmologist and can introduce them to him”—instantly sent the trending topic soaring to new heights.
The meaning behind those words was impossible to miss.
Was the actress secretly implying that Zhou Sui'an had bad taste for falling for someone like Su Wan?
In an instant, the entire internet began watching Zhou Sui'an and Su Wan’s drama unfold, laughing at them.
Zhou Sui'an stared at the trending story on his phone.
When he met the smile the woman had thrown toward the camera, the veins at his temples began to throb faintly.
After all these years, that woman was still just as vicious with her words.
What a waste of such a beautiful mouth.
As if remembering something, Zhou Sui'an reined in his emotions. His eyes turned icy as he quickly typed on the screen.
He sent Su Wan a text message:
“Stop encouraging your fans to cyberbully my sister. Cutting ties with you was my own decision. It has nothing to do with my sister.”
“Remember this: my sister is my bottom line.”
When Su Wan received the message, she was discussing how to respond with Wang Zhen.
The moment she read it, her hand shook with rage, and her phone slammed onto the table.
“Zhou Sui'an! Zhou Suisui!”
She clenched her back teeth, her voice sharp and vicious.
“I won’t let either of you off! I’ll never forget today’s humiliation!”
