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Xia Siyu:

In the air was an atmosphere filled with awkwardness. Holding her phone with his selfie on it, Xia Siyu and Bo Yan looked at each other, neither speaking a word.

Unexpectedly, it was Wei Jingjing who broke the silence. In the middle of the night, she made a WeChat call to her. Due to the poor signal during the flight, Wei Jingjing’s voice was choppy: “Xia Sister, do you think my heart has been too strong lately and you’re worried my emergency heart pills are going to waste, needing a little stimulation?”

Xia Siyu was stupefied for a moment: “What’s going on?”

“Did you log into your Weibo main account? Go look at what you’ve done!”

Only then did Xia Siyu lower her head and see the like she had just accidentally given. Remembering an incident with a female artist from her former company, she hastily explained: “It’s a misunderstanding! Really, I just slipped.”

She quickly unliked the post. At this time of night—four in the morning—a time meant for the deepest sleep, there would always be some oddballs stalking Weibo. She was delayed for a moment in unliking the post, and now it had already been screenshotted and not only posted in her super topic but also in Bo Yan’s and Fable CP’s, creating quite the commotion.

Without a doubt, this message, if not suppressed, would definitely hit the trending searches in half an hour.

A top-tier female celebrity, instead of sleeping late at night, goes on to like another top idol’s selfie of his eight-pack abs, especially when there were rumors about them having a flirtatious vibe and conflicts…

“Misunderstanding, it really is a misunderstanding. I just slipped, I really did!” This was now beyond explanation.

Finally, Xia Siyu understood that feeling of unspeakable suffering of the female artist from her previous company. At least she liked Bo Yan’s photo, and fortunately, this wasn’t considered a scandal. Otherwise, when she woke up the next morning, her fans and the fans of the person she liked would likely be tearing each other apart!

“Xia Sister, your plane will land in a few hours, and I was preparing to pick you up. Couldn’t you let me rest well tonight? At this rate, you’re really going to give me a heart attack!” Wei Jingjing said helplessly, “You should be thankful, thankful that Qin Ge doesn’t know about this yet. An assistant told me, I am rushing to suppress the trending heat, and it should still be manageable.”

After making a mistake, Xia Siyu was especially receptive to advice; Wei Jingjing said something, and she would respond obediently with a “Hmm” from this end. Wei Jingjing added another line: “You and Bo Yan…”

“Really, there’s nothing! I just purely slipped, that’s all.”

“That’s good…” Wei Jingjing had just let out a sigh of relief when suddenly, from the phone, came a man’s faint sneer: “Sharing the same bed, under the same blanket also counts as ‘nothing’?”

Wait, that voice, if she wasn’t mistaken—Bo Yan?!

Wei Jingjing wanted to ask, but the signal was bad and the call got cut off. She couldn’t get through despite trying to call back. Holding her phone and clutching her chest, Wei Jingjing’s face was a picture of tumultuous confusion.

On this end, after Xia Siyu’s call got disconnected, she turned around.

Bo Yan was sitting right beside her, a mocking expression on his face: “So someone sneaks a peek at my selfies late at night and gives me a like. Do you find my selfies good-looking? Would you like a live demonstration?”