15 – Is Su Jinxia There? Recently, Someone Has Been Stealing Pigs
Xiao Bei walked into the foyer in a daze.
This was the most luxurious duplex standalone villa in Yushui Bay. The opulent European-style decor greeted her eyes, with intricately carved ceilings and a spiral staircase that stretched the visual experience.
A crystal chandelier, both artistically designed and atmospherically captivating.
Artistic paintings adorned the details of the decor, and vases showcasing floral arrangements were placed on the tables…
Everywhere screamed extravagance to an outrageous degree.
Yet the white and gold color scheme carried a fresh, elegant classical beauty, making it clear at a glance that the villa’s owner was no nouveau riche, but someone of profound depth and refined taste.
“Sister Yan, is… is this really yours?”
Xiao Bei was utterly stunned. She admitted she hadn’t seen much of the world—such a luxurious villa existed only in novels for her. Even high-budget TV dramas couldn’t capture this kind of scene.
Yan Qing replied lazily, “Yeah.”
Xiao Bei still couldn’t believe it. She was so nervous she didn’t know where to step. Even after changing into clean slippers, she felt a sense of guilt walking on this floor…
“But when did you buy a villa?”
Xiao Bei frowned in confusion. “Sister Mei has been withholding your money. I remember you only had a few dozen yuan left in your account. But this is Yushui Bay! Yushui Bay, for crying out loud!”
Any villa in Yushui Bay cost hundreds of millions.
And Yan Qing’s was the top-tier model, the kind with a natural hot spring pool in the backyard!
“Is it expensive?” Yan Qing blinked her clear eyes.
She genuinely wasn’t sure about the price, after all, she’d gotten it for free from the alpaca system.
Xiao Bei: “…”
She was once again left speechless by her.
Xiao Bei pinched the spot between her nose and upper lip, staring intently at Yan Qing. After a long moment, she said seriously, “I get it!”
Yan Qing glanced at her sideways, nonchalant.
Xiao Bei stuck close behind her. “It’s the research institute, right! This must be a house gifted to you by the state! To honor your contributions to China’s scientific research!”
Yan Qing: “…”
She really wanted to defend researchers—after all, those truly dedicated to their work poured their energy into their projects. Most cared little for fame or fortune and were as poor as dogs.
Yan Qing looked at her with clear eyes. “What if I told you this villa was a gift from a grass-mud horse? Would you believe me?”
Tuo Tuo smugly stuck out its butt.
Xiao Bei: “…”
She gave Yan Qing a complicated look, her face clearly spelling out seven words—do you think I’d believe that?
Yan Qing, of course, didn’t expect her to believe it.
But Xiao Bei had another flash of insight. “I get it again! The research institute gifting you a villa must be a state secret!”
That’s why her Sister Yan didn’t dare admit it openly.
She immediately covered her mouth, thought for a moment, then uncovered it to add, “I’ll never tell this secret to anyone else!”
After saying this, she covered her mouth again.
Only her sincere eyes remained visible, fixed on Yan Qing.
Yan Qing: “…”
She really couldn’t explain the system, so she could only sigh like a heartbreaker. “If that’s what you want to believe, I can’t help it.”
…
Bai Mei spent half a week lying in a hospital bed.
Her hair was singed and frizzy like instant noodle curls, and a severely injured spot on her cheek had scabbed over like a large mole. Her limbs were wrapped in bandages.
But her energy for messing with Yan Qing remained undiminished!
“Hurricane Moment” officially began airing, with three days of full-scale live broadcasts each week. Fridays and Saturdays featured daily practice room routines, while Sunday nights showcased the highly anticipated live performance stage.
Other times were left for contestants to voluntarily stream and build their popularity.Yan Qing had no such self-awareness. Recently, she had been idling away her time in a luxurious villa, plotting how to leave Orange Blossom Media…
“Sis Yan, it’s time for you to start streaming.”
Xiao Bei pleaded earnestly, “Look at Yan Ke, Luo Yi, and Yu Shengsheng—they’re all active! They’ve gained a lot of popularity through streaming! And then there’s you, who only knows how to poop all day!”
Yan Qing: “…”
“I also know how to eat,” she corrected seriously.
Besides, there was a reason why she had been faithfully visiting the toilet every morning after waking up lately.
It all started on the first day she moved into the villa. Just as she sat on the toilet to clear her system, a voice rang in her head—
[Ding! System assessment: The host feels refreshed after using the toilet! Reward: 100,000 yuan in pocket money!]
Indeed, even pooping could earn money. The system hadn’t lied to her.
Xiao Bei: “…”
She rolled her eyes in exasperation, having long since realized that she couldn’t expect Yan Qing to be active. She gave up trying to persuade her.
Yan Qing poked Xiao Bei’s waist with her fingertip. “Hey, about that Yan Shimo you mentioned last time, is there any way to contact him?”
By her calculations, Bai Mei, who had been struck by lightning, should be waking up soon.
Xiao Bei blinked. “I only know the phone number of his law firm online, but I’ve heard that Attorney Yan doesn’t take cases easily. Contacting him probably won’t do much good…”
Yan Qing remained calm. “Just try contacting him anyway. Also, remember to tell him my name is Yan Qing.”
Aside from genuinely needing a lawyer, she also wanted to test Yan Shimo’s identity—
He might just be her dear son!
Xiao Bei nodded blankly. “Alright.”
She added this task to her to-do list and continued scrolling through Weibo to keep up with the other Hurricane Girls.
Yan Qing lounged lazily on the sofa, wearing a face mask.
Suddenly, she heard a scream. “Ah—”
Immediately after, Xiao Bei lunged toward her, causing the face mask to slip off and fall to the floor with a plop!
Xiao Bei panicked. “Something’s happened, Sis Yan!”
“What?” Yan Qing could only sit up lazily and pick up her phone to check the trending topic Xiao Bei was looking at.
Then she discovered that Su Jinxia had started a live stream!
Her stream was set in a hospital, and all her fans were worried about what had happened to her, while also expressing concern about her hair loss.
“Don’t worry, my little fans. My hair is fine. It’s just that I stayed up too late practicing recently. I’m not the one hospitalized—it’s my manager, Sister Mei…”
Su Jinxia bit her lip guiltily. “It’s all my fault. This was originally just my personal issue, but I never expected it to involve Sister Mei.”
She briefly shifted the camera toward Bai Mei.
“What happened? She looks seriously injured! So many parts of her body are wrapped in bandages!”
“Yan Qing? I can’t think of anyone else but that jinx!”
Su Jinxia quickly waved her hands. “No, no, please don’t misunderstand Qingqing. She didn’t mean it… I mean, this matter has nothing to do with her.”
“What a white lotus!” Xiao Bei clenched her fists in anger.
She wished she could punch through the screen and teach that white lotus a lesson about the harsh realities of the world!
Su Jinxia continued to spill everything in the live stream.
“Sigh, it’s just a violation of company rules. After all, she engaged in malicious competition during a live stream for a variety show. Sister Mei was only following the rules by reclaiming the apartment the company had arranged for her.”
“But who would have thought she’d be so impulsive? To snatch the keys, she pushed Sister Mei under a utility pole! As everyone knows, it was stormy that day, and then…””But with her low appearance fees and lavish spending habits, once her apartment gets repossessed, she’ll be left homeless. So I can totally understand why she’d do something like this.”
Yan Qing blinked, staring at the luxurious villa in silence, beginning to question the definition of “homeless.”
“What! It’s actually like that? Yan Qing is so vicious! How could she do that to her manager?”
“Desperate times breed desperate people! Of course she’d resort to anything to avoid being homeless! Shouldn’t someone like her get kicked out of the entertainment industry? She’s practically asking for jail time—just lock her up and throw away the key!”
“That D-list nobody should really start accumulating some good karma!”
Yan Qing simply logged into Weibo and casually tagged a hater, “Good karma? Looks like your brain is just accumulating water!”
Xiao Bei instantly jolted and tried to snatch the phone away.
But Yan Qing was already a pro at this. She dodged swiftly and dove right back into her mode of clapping back at haters!
“Jail time indeed—the rumor-mongers are really setting themselves up for a future behind bars. This kind of opportunity is truly ‘imprisonable but not detainable.'”
“Some little white lotuses, lacking brains yet trying to imitate others’ ugliness, not smart yet trying to copy others’ baldness.”
“@Su Jinxia, you there? Someone’s been stealing pigs lately, and I’m worried about you.”
Xiao Bei: !!!
Help, help, help—this woman is about to go off the rails! The primordial force of clapping back at haters is about to break loose again!