The Villainous Celebrity Wife of the CEO - Chapter 183.1

Finale (Part 1)
The two sisters have already made up their minds. Even though Fang Xie had worn out his lips, he couldn’t change their minds.

Fang Xie thought they were too impulsive and idealistic. They wanted to be honest with their fans, but did they really need this honesty? After they confessed, scores of fans would definitely trample on them to the pit!

Su Jishi rhetorically asked, “If I go to a bar now, smoke, drink and dance, there will be people who will come out of the pit to step back in.

Fang Xie: “How can this be the same thing!”

He wanted to seek outside help, but after looking around, Xiao Xia and Lin Yan were standing behind the two sisters. As for that guy Ashan, he looked robust and heroic, but in fact, he was the one who had the least deciding power. When Xiao Xia glared at him, he immediately defected to the camp of the Su sisters.

Fang Xie rolled his eyes in anger. The mere thought of the breach of contract letters that would fly from the brands they advertised into his hands like snowflakes gave him a throbbing headache.

“I can’t control you guys anymore!” He said in anger, “I am an agent, not Doraemon!”

He flung these words behind, directly slammed the door open and left.

Su Jinqing and Fang Xie had been working together for many years, but this was the first time Su Jinqing saw him so furious. She looked at the door frame, which was still trembling, and opened her mouth to say something, but finally swallowed it.

Su Jishi seemed to have read her inner concerns. She gripped her hand and asked, “Do you regret it?”

“…No.” Su Jinqing shook her head, sounding despondent, “I just feel … sorry for all of you. If I hadn’t left, all of us wouldn’t have been in the dilemma we are in today.”

But Su Jishi disagreed with her self-blame.

“Then with your logic, mom shouldn’t have gotten sick; pushing backward, mom and dad shouldn’t have separated; further back, mom and dad should have been safe; what marry and what have children, ah. If two people are no longer happy, they should break up!” Su Jishi waved her hand domineeringly. “When something happens, we should find a way to solve it; when a problem occurs, we should try our best to remedy it. A brief introspection is necessary, but there is no need to stay trapped in it. You’d better leave all the sorrys until you meet with your fans and say them.”

……

With loads of concerns deep inside, both the sisters tossed and turned all night.

The two of them slept together, and after waking up, their complexions were worse than the other.

Su Jinqing had a strange dream. In the dream, all kinds of monsters with teeth and claws pounced on her. Those monsters, both investors holding large sums of money, as well as the media holding cameras, and even fans with glow sticks and banners, chased after her, screaming that they loved her.

It was said that thoughts during the day turned into dreams at night. For both of them, the decision was truly too difficult.

Later that afternoon, Mu Xiulun’s private jet landed —— He had put off his work in Europe and hurried home.

Su Jishi received a phone call from Mu Xiulun, and she felt a little surprised and a little touched.

A rare gentleness graced her voice: “You’re so busy with work. Why did you return, ah?”

Mu Xiulun smiled: “I came back to pay you thirty billion ah.”

He used a double entendre. The atmosphere that was clearly warm and affectionate was instantly destroyed clean by him.

“…” Su Jishi was speechless, thinking, This man looks dignified. How come all he thinks about are these things?

But then she thought, Mu Hulun is in the non-ferrous rare earth business. It’s justifiable that his head is always thinking about the non-ferrous scrap.

After Mu Xiulun got off the plane, he came straight to meet up with them. He was dusty, and because of the journey, his suit was slightly wrinkled, with a scruff on his chin.

But for some reason, Su Jishi felt that he was now sexy as hell.

The moment he entered the house, the man’s eyes fell on Su Jishi precisely, and Su Jishi also opened her arms to welcome him at the same time.

She threw herself into his arms.

And he wrapped his arms around her waist.

He and she were like two magnets destined to attract each other, fitting and embracing and melting into one.

The man buried his nose in the woman’s hair and breathed in the rose scent of her hair. His hot nostrils sprayed air on the top of Su Jishi’s head, making her feel almost scalded by him.

Su Jishi had lost count of how long it’s been since they’ve seen each other.

Mu Xiulun’s company was in a rapid expansion phase, and he always had to travel. Su Jishi, on the other hand, stayed in the lab, writing theses. Between them, there was a 12-hour time difference, an ocean, two plates, and half a globe.

Su Jishi once thought that they could relieve their longing through the daily video calls, but when she really fell into the man’s embrace and felt the heat and strength in his arms, she realized that her heart’s longing had already roamed out of the bottom.

“I missed you so much,” Mu Xiulun whispered in her ear.

Su Jishi replied by tightening her arms and burying herself in his shirt.

……

A clear cough brought back the sanity of these two lovebirds.

Su Jishi stood on tiptoe and crossed Mu Xiulun’s shoulder to take a look, only to see Secretary Gao, who had to work 365 days in a year, standing there in the entranceway with embarrassment.

Gao Ling said: “…Boss, Lady Boss, shouldn’t you two find a room? Can you stop exchanging loving glances in front of a single dog?”

A visible blush rose on Su Jishi’s cheeks: “How could this be called ‘exchanging loving glances’?”

Gao Ling: “Then what is it called?”

“It’s clearly eye f*cking,” she replied with a straight face.

Gao Ling: “…”

Regardless of whether the two were eye-f*cking or flirting, it was time to get down to business.

And the business was simply put in one sentence —— What method should the Su sisters use to reveal the truth about what happened?

Su Jishi suggested holding a conference, inviting all the media over and having a live broadcast for a synchronized online and offline announcement.

Su Jinqing wanted to gather core fans on a small scale and confess her mistake to the fans first before gradually disclosing it to the media.

Lin Yan and Gao Ling, on the other hand, believed that their first priority was to communicate with the endorsed brands, not to sit around and wait for them to send claim letters.

Each had their own reasons. In fact, it was better to synchronize these three, so as to avoid the news being out of sync and creating errors in miscommunications.

Just when the crowd was racking their brains to think of what could be done to bring the media, fans and advertisers together, a familiar footstep came from the door.

Everyone looked at the sound, only to see an unexpected figure appearing there.

“Ahem.” Fang Xie pushed his glasses awkwardly and said hi to the crowd.

Su Jishi arched her eyebrows and asked with a smile, “Doraemon, you’re back?”

Fang Xie sighed helplessly: “…Who made you my artists? If I don’t worry about you, who else can I worry about, huh?”

He was born to labor. His position was obviously on the opposite side of the Su family sisters, but he failed to sleep well these nights. When he lay in bed, he closed his eyes and tossed and turned, brainstorming on what to use to help them through the difficult times.

Su Jin was a good seedling that he discovered single-handedly. A few years ago, he could still recall how Su Jinqing pushed the door of the agency. Her young face was nothing but haggard, but the passion in her eyes was incomparable; he also remembered that he dared to tie Su Jishi into the entertainment industry. She was dazzling, shrouded with brilliance, which caused sidelong glances…

Su Jin was a fake, but Su Jishi and Su Jinqing were real.

As a manager, as a guide, as a friend… Fang Xie couldn’t stand by and watch this pair of twin stars fade away.

Even if Su Jin’s contract was about to expire, and she would soon retire from the circle, he also hoped that they would leave clean as pins and cloaked in colors.

Instead of being accused by thousands of people and leaving with bruises.

So, Fang Xie came back and returned between them and decided to personally help them through this PR crisis.

As for the method…

“Sister Su, Jinqing.” Fang Xie pulled out the business plan he made overnight from his briefcase, “Since it’s your birthday in a few days. I think you’d better hold a birthday party.”

Li Juan had been a little edgy recently.

As a “Jin Imperial Guard” who had been in the circle for a year, she would go to Su Jin’s Chaohua for a scroll every day before going to bed. She dubbed it a sleeping aid, but more often than not, scrolling was for spiritual calming. Although Su Jin wasn’t active on Weibo, her Chaohua would always be in the top three of the artist list, and she would rise to the first if there were signs of trouble.

In Chaohua, the little sisters would share Jinjin’s beautiful pictures, videos, fan-fiction creations and strive to make it on the list. They lived a full and lively life every day.

The happiness of star chasing dogs was beyond the cognition of people who had never pursued stars.

Sometimes when she was walking on the road and thought of her idol, she would suddenly spin happily; once, when she was going to sleep in meditation class, she thought of her idol and suddenly woke up with a smile; when she was passing by the road and found that someone was wearing the same style as Su Jin and was hanging around Su Jin, they would look at each other and smile. No words were needed…

However, from another point of view, the trouble of star chasing dogs couldn’t be imagined by people who hadn’t pursued stars.

She wanted to hit the charts; she wanted to say f*ck the data; she wanted to buy endorsements; she wanted to sell the endorsed products, she wanted output…More importantly, when haters splashed dirty water, she should organize her manpower and methodically control hater comments.

And in recent days, an inexplicable black material emerged from some nook or cranny and spread beneath the surface.

—— According to an insider, Su Jin had a double!

The said body double wasn’t a stunt double for films, martial arts, light, nudes, but a person who looked exactly like Su Jin and directly replaced Su Jin in the entertainment industry!

When Su Jin’s fans first heard this news, they suspected that the informer’s head was kicked by a donkey. Was this the Arabian Nights, a fairytale, or Strange Tales[1]? Even if his evidence was made up, he should also make it appear a bit professional, okay? In addition to twins in this world, who had identical appearances, and could replace someone without betraying herself? To top it all, with Su Jin’s face as a whole, it would be difficult to do so flawlessly, right?