18 – He is Looking for His Sister, His Biological Sister in This Life
Soon, the live broadcast of “Hurricane Moment” arrived again.
Fans had already gathered in the live stream room early, ready to wholeheartedly support their favorite contestants.
“Go, Jinxia! Little Brocade Fans will always support you!”
“Sheng Sheng, Sheng Sheng, the voice of heaven! Sheng Sheng, show us the best and most amazing stage in the first performance too!”
“Yan Ke, my daughter! Show Mom what you’ve got!”
“Can’t see anyone cheering for Yan Qing on the screen, hahaha! It’s just a whole mess of a situation.”
The Hurricane girls gradually gathered in the studio.
The production team had learned their lesson this time and firmly refused to let Yan Qing bring her alpaca along. They gave her a warning call in advance, so Tuo Tuo had no choice but to transform temporarily, looking quite pitiful.
Thus, when Yan Qing walked into the studio,
she had her hair tied up in a bun, with a fluffy alpaca hair clip adorning her head, giving her a playful and casual look.
“Qing Jie!” Yan Ke immediately waved enthusiastically.
If their first meeting had only left her captivated by Yan Qing’s stunning beauty and long legs, leading her to call her “beautiful sister,” after the ice-breaking stage performance, she was completely won over by the Dunhuang dance, prompting an upgrade in her form of address.
Yan Qing blinked her beautiful eyes: wink~
Yan Ke immediately covered her face, feeling as if she were about to faint.
“Qing Mei!” Luo Yi also greeted her proactively.
She had always been outgoing, wearing a deep purple crop top with sequins, paired with wide-leg jeans, and her hair tied up in two perky pigtails with purple ribbons, looking both hot and cute.
Luo Yi gave her a thumbs-up. “The Dunhuang dance was amazing. Let’s have a PK sometime!”
“Qing Qing, don’t mind her,” Keikei quickly dragged her away.
She was the same age as Yan Qing, a sweet and cool girl who loved rap and motorcycles. “She always wants to PK anyone she sees as strong. It’s not a challenge—it’s her way of acknowledging you!”
Luo Yi was reluctantly pulled away by Keikei.
Frowning with displeasure, she said, “Anyway, remember this! We’ll have a PK! If that doesn’t work, we can collaborate too!”
Keikei turned her head and smiled apologetically.
Yan Qing curved her lips, not minding at all. In fact, she found these girls quite adorable. “It’s a deal.”
Luo Yi instantly felt fired up.
At that moment, Su Jinxia also walked into the studio. Unlike their first meeting, where everyone politely greeted her, this time the girls stopped their cheerful chatter when they saw her…
Luo Yi made her feelings very clear.
She didn’t even bother pretending to be polite, turning her gaze away and sitting next to Yan Qing instead. “Qing Mei! Besides Dunhuang dance, what other dance styles do you know?”
Clearly, she intended to exclude Su Jinxia.
“Did I miss some plot?”
“Why does it feel like no one wants to hang out with Jinxia anymore? Are they planning to gang up and exclude my sister?”
“Tsk! What did a certain someone do? Shouldn’t her fans have some self-awareness? Acting hypocritically, saying she’s not targeting anyone, yet deliberately choosing someone to PK—it’s enough to ruin her reputation!”
“My sister is naturally the most popular. If she has the right to choose, she can pick whoever she wants. What’s it to you?”
“A bunch of jealous haters are just sour about my Jinxia.”
Su Jinxia pursed her lips lightly. She clearly sensed the awkward atmosphere in the studio but still approached proactively.
She smiled warmly. “Qing Qing…”
Hearing this, Yan Qing lifted her eyelids and glanced at her, raising an eyebrow slightly when she noticed the seemingly perfect hair.
With a half-smile, she remarked, “The wig looks pretty good.”
Su Jinxia’s face instantly turned pale. She tightly gripped the hem of her clothes, once again putting on a pitiful, tearful expression.”It’s not a wig. I was just staying up too late practicing before, but my hair is fine now.”
Su Jinxia forcefully explained on her own behalf.
But in reality, the company had found many doctors for her, yet no one could figure out why she was going bald!
Now, not only were they at a loss, but they could only watch helplessly as her hair fell out more and more, her hairline receding… Of course, she couldn’t admit it; she was relying on a wig to get by.
“Is that so?” Yan Qing neither confirmed nor denied.
Su Jinxia glanced around her and noticed many girls gathered around Yan Qing—treatment that should have been hers to enjoy, since that’s how it was during the first recording…
But now it was completely reversed.
She didn’t understand why. Was it just because she lost?
Su Jinxia shamelessly sat down beside her. “Qingqing, even though you treated Sister Mei like that, she still cares about you a lot in the hospital. Don’t you plan to visit her?”
“Cares about me?” Yan Qing’s red lips curved slightly.
She propped her chin with one hand, looking at her lazily. “She certainly does care, considering even after being struck by lightning like that, she’s still thinking about how to get back at me. She’s quite skilled at smearing my name during live streams.”
Su Jinxia: “…”
She felt a surge of annoyance from Yan Qing’s retort.
She really didn’t know what was wrong with this little bitch. Ever since that day she went to her apartment, she felt Yan Qing had become completely different—so tough it made her uneasy.
“Of course I’ll visit.”
Yan Qing smiled sweetly. “On the day she gets locked up in prison, I’ll be the first to bring her prison food.”
Hearing this, Su Jinxia’s heart trembled involuntarily.
But the audience, unaware of Orange Blossom Media’s shady tactics, looked confused, not understanding the meaning behind her words.
…
Meanwhile, at Shimo Law Firm.
In the GP office, the soft rustle of a pen on paper filled the air. Yan Shimo, dressed in a suit, sat upright at his desk, writing in rare ancient script—centered strokes forming a strong backbone, elegant and free-spirited.
Until a knock sounded at the door—
Followed by a cold, steady voice, “Come in.”
Yan Shimo’s well-defined hands didn’t pause for a moment as he continued reviewing important documents with lowered eyes.
Assistant Li Qing approached him with a stack of files.
Only then did Yan Shimo slightly raise his gaze. “Any news?”
“Not yet.” Li Qing pursed her red lips lightly. “There are many people named Yan Qing. We’re still checking them one by one…”
“Then keep looking. Use any means necessary.”
He coolly withdrew his gaze. “Li Qing, you should know how important this girl is to me.”
Li Qing nodded. “After all, she is your biological sister.”
Yan Shimo gave a low hum of acknowledgment, slightly lowering his eyes before abruptly tossing aside the documents he had just reviewed.
Papers scattered instantly across his desk…
All of them were personal files—information on every 18-year-old girl in China named Yan Qing!
But not a single one was the person he was looking for.
He was indeed searching for his sister, his biological sister in this lifetime, but their relationship went far beyond just siblings…
“Keep looking.” Yan Shimo tightened his grip on the pen.
Li Qing hesitated as she looked at him. “Understood. But I just received a call from a client who wants to hire you for a case…”
“Not taking it.” He answered almost without hesitation. “Until I find her, I won’t accept any new…”
Li Qing interrupted him, “The client said her name is Yan Qing.”
Yan Shimo abruptly lifted his eyes to meet hers, his fingers gripping the pen tightening involuntarily.
“Yan as in ‘smiling gracefully,’ Qing as in ‘acting rashly.'”Hearing this, the man’s heart suddenly tightened. He stood up, uncharacteristically flustered and nervous.
Li Luo quickly took out her phone. “It’s a female celebrity, she’s live streaming right now. Please see if it’s her.”
Yan Shimo immediately snatched the phone!
What came into view was Yan Qing’s delicate little face. She sat lazily, propping her chin with a melancholy expression. “Ah, I suddenly feel like taking a shit before the recording starts.”
Yan Shimo: “…”
This sentence was exactly like his mother, without a single mistake.
He made a decisive decision. “Give me her contact information.”