She Wants to Divorce Me

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Huahua Entertainment V: A certain artist surnamed J parachuted into “The Treacherous Courtier” production, clashed with a rising starlet, and threatened to force her out of the cast. [Video] [Image]

@LiYaoyaoTrueFan: It’s Ji Yaoguang again, haunting us.

@I’llSayItEvenIfYouHitMe: Support Yaoyao, Ji vase get out of showbiz, my Goddess Chang must be blind!

@HorizontallyVerticallyBothTwo: Depraved private life, casting couch, poor acting, all chest no brains, uncultured, low character… let me think, what other flaws does Ji have? Like if you agree.

@MailedToYouthfulFish: Doesn’t that long list describe Li Yaoyao?

@MoXiaoqiao: I’m not a fan of Ji or Li, but that secretly filmed video is blurry. Ji grabbed Li Yaoyao’s wrist, but wasn’t Li trying to hit someone?

@AreYouAllCrazy: They’re wearing costumes, aren’t they acting? Why blow this trivial matter out of proportion?

Just one day in the production and already trending. Ji Yaoguang rubbed her eyes, looking down at her phone screen, sighing inwardly. Li Yaoyao had been taken away by her manager. In the distance, Chang Yu and the Prince of Xiang were filming their final scene. Those immersed in the performance were oblivious to the outside world’s complexities.

Su Ci: What’s going on? My goodness, how did you stir up trouble so quickly? I’m at my wit’s end with you. Someone’s buying trending topics, this keeps getting pushed up. The company doesn’t want to deal with you anymore. What do you suggest we do? [Crying face]

Su Ci sent a WeChat message. Other managers would have already sprung into action, but her own manager was still dithering and nagging. Ji Yaoguang grumbled internally, her fingers tapping on the screen: “Handle it as you see fit.” She had already let it go, no longer caring about these matters. Being above reproach was simply impossible in this wretched circle.

Ji Yaoguang didn’t hear the director call “cut.” She clutched her phone tightly, her pursed lips betraying her displeasure. A “Sister Ji” reached her ears, and she looked up to see Jiang Huai’s radiant smile. They were from the same company, with Ji Yaoguang debuting slightly earlier than Jiang Huai, so being called senior sister wasn’t inappropriate. Though from the same company, they rarely interacted. Ji Yaoguang didn’t speak, merely questioning with her eyes this suddenly attentive sunshine boy.

“Sister Ji, I think you’d be perfect for Princess Pingyang. Why play an insignificant extra?” Jiang Huai sensed Ji Yaoguang’s coldness and distance. He didn’t dare sit beside her, instead standing casually a meter away, hands in his pockets. It wasn’t just Jiang Huai who was curious; likely everyone in the production wondered. Ji Yaoguang was, after all, a star with her own massive following. If even Li Yaoyao could play Princess Pingyang, it wouldn’t be too much for her to do so.

Ji Yaoguang replied coolly, “I like it.” She had no desire to chat with Jiang Huai. In the past, to anger Chang Yu, she might have feigned intimacy with some male or female stars, but now she wanted to keep her distance, fearing some careless media report might hinder her wife-chasing mission. Chang Yu was no longer visible on set, only Qiao Xi sat idly to the side. Not hearing Jiang Huai ask anything further, Ji Yaoguang sprang up and strode towards Qiao Xi, asking softly, “Where’s Chang Yu?” This was usually when Chang Yu returned home or to the hotel, but with Qiao Xi still here, it meant Chang Yu hadn’t gone far.

Qiao Xi glanced at Ji Yaoguang. She had seen the trending topic on Weibo, realizing it was Li Yaoyao’s mischief. But why did this one seem so unbothered? Not rushing to clarify? And what about Su Ci? Why was she also being foolish? Being from the same company, Qiao Xi had heard some things. The company was profit-driven, and Ji Yaoguang had pushed aside various engagements to come here and play an extra, which had already displeased the company internally. With this incident, they might be eager for Ji Yaoguang to leave the production. “She’s probably discussing the script with Director Li,” she finally replied languidly, seeing the anxiety on Ji Yaoguang’s face. Young people’s thoughts were hard to fathom. This one could only fret anxiously, while the other kept everything bottled up inside. Clearly unable to let go, otherwise why would she bring medicine for Ji Yaoguang? The two had truly gone too far this time, but divorce? That seemed impossible. With one stubbornly holding on, the other would have no choice but to yield.

“Why is she always discussing the script with him?” Ji Yaoguang grumbled dissatisfiedly.

Qiao Xi heard her words, glared at Ji Yaoguang, and forced a smile, changing the subject, “Aren’t you going to address the smear campaign against you on Weibo?”

Ji Yaoguang replied carelessly, “Isn’t that the production’s responsibility?”

Well, this one had her own ideas and clearly didn’t need her input. Qiao Xi shifted, making room for Ji Yaoguang. The two sat there, staring ahead expectantly.

At Chang Yu’s level, she hardly needed the director to explain scenes separately; her comprehension was top-tier. When Chang Yu approached him, the originally irritable Li Ou’s face showed a bitter smile. Ji Yaoguang had inexplicably been slapped by Li Yaoyao, and it seemed Chang Yu had come to demand justice. Chang Yu just stood to the side, lips pursed, her aura alone enough to make others tremble. Li Ou rubbed his arm and spoke first, “Li Yaoyao can’t stay in the production. We’ll clarify to the public and give Ji Yaoguang justice. As you suggested, having Ji Yaoguang play the role, I’ve considered it. Using this opportunity to promote her would capitalize on the current buzz. However—” Li Ou suddenly paused.

Chang Yu asked flatly, “However what?”

Li Ou took a deep breath and said, “However, I have conditions. You know Cheng Henian, right? She’s playing a small extra role in the production, but with her talent, it’s a waste. I want her and Ji Yaoguang to sing a duet for ‘The Treacherous Courtier’s’ theme song and promotional MV. Your little Ji’s singing is much better than her acting.”

Chang Yu frowned slightly. She had heard of Cheng Henian but wasn’t familiar with her. She didn’t understand why Li Ou thought she could invite Cheng Henian. After pondering for a moment, she asked, “What about having Lu Yusheng sing?” Lu Yusheng was a legendary figure in China’s music scene, an insurmountable peak. However, at her thirtieth birthday party last year, she announced her retirement, disappearing from the entertainment circle. No one knew where she had gone.

Li Ou’s eyes lit up at the mention of Lu Yusheng. His voice rose several octaves, filled with incredulous delight, “You can get Lu Yusheng to come out of retirement? If so, let her collaborate with Cheng Henian.”

“Director Li, do you have something against Cheng Henian? I have no connection with her,” Chang Yu said helplessly.

Li Ou smiled mysteriously and replied, “It’s fine. I’ve seen Ji Yaoguang chatting quite well with her. The two of them together, who knows what mischief they might be up to.”

Chang Yu: …

Ji Yaoguang sat idly with Qiao Xi for a while, waiting for Chang Yu’s return. Some unfamiliar actors nearby seemed to want to approach Ji Yaoguang but were discouraged by her cold expression. Her fingers tapped aimlessly on her thigh. When Chang Yu emerged, Ji Yaoguang was the first to see her. She stood up abruptly, the joy on her face freezing under Chang Yu’s gloomy expression. Chang Yu didn’t even walk in their direction, while Qiao Xi unhurriedly adjusted her sleeves, shooting Ji Yaoguang a glare.

The hotel booked by the production wasn’t far from the set, just a short walk away. Ji Yaoguang watched Chang Yu and Qiao Xi’s figures gradually disappear. She mumbled, wanting to call their names, but finally hung her head dejectedly, clenched her fists, and quickly walked in the same direction. The hotel arrangements were based on the importance of roles in the drama. Given Ji Yaoguang’s role, she would have been roomed with other extras, but how could she accept that? She had gone to great lengths to get the room opposite Chang Yu’s. Back in her room, instead of resting, she pressed her ear against the door, listening for movement across the hall. Qiao Xi’s voice fluctuated in volume before gradually fading away. A moderate door closing sound came, and Ji Yaoguang took a deep breath, leaning back against the cold door, lost in thought.

The ointment Chang Yu had brought was still in her pocket. She closed her eyes, repeatedly recalling the scene of Chang Yu applying the medicine, trying to reimagine that moment and the possible thoughts behind it. What was she thinking? Her approach lacked the usual warmth, instead carrying a cold undertone. “Go find her, ask her,” a voice in her heart kept urging. Ji Yaoguang mustered her courage and opened the door. The hallway lights came on, and she could almost see herself being shut out by Chang Yu. As she hesitated, a faint sound came from the opposite door. It opened slightly, and a familiar head peeked out.

Ji Yaoguang: …

Meeting Chang Yu’s gaze, Ji Yaoguang couldn’t bring herself to retreat to her room at this point. Chang Yu didn’t immediately slam the door, giving her a glimmer of hope. With a heart full of trepidation, she moved like a snail, those few steps feeling like a hundred meters.

Chang Yu had already returned to her room, but the door remained open.