novelraw Chapter 979: Ji Qingwei's Mental Collapse (2)
Chapter 979: Ji Qingwei's Mental Collapse (2)
Chapter 979: Ji Qingwei’s Mental Collapse (2)
She quickly hung up the phone and had to return to the restroom to vomit more blood.
Mrs. Ji asked with concern, “Qingwei, why have you been looking so unwell lately? You’ve even started getting pimples.”
Ji Qingwei’s face turned pale. She hurriedly checked the mirror and found that the skin on her left cheek was rough and had several pimples.
“We’ll visit the beauty salon later,” Mrs. Ji instructed. “For a girl, the most important thing is her face. You must take good care of it.”
A medium-rare steak was brought to the table, but Ji Qingwei had lost her appetite.
**
Various social media forums were in an uproar.
#SiFuqing, NINEthe God
#TheBattleoftheGods
Source: novgo.co
#OPLChampion#
#DimensionalBarrierBroken
[Who would have thought Si Fuqing is NINE? If someone told me this before, I would have slapped them.]
[My wife looks so cool in eSports attire! Please star in an eSports drama; the material is already perfect!]
[This dimensional barrier being broken is too unbelievable. A voice acting god Homeward Deer in Oracle, an eSports god as NINE the God, Si Fuqing, how many identities do you have? Reveal them all if you can handle it.]
[No wonder Si Fuqing’s acting skills are so strong; she’s good at everything.]
Of course, there were still haters jumping in.
[Si Fuqing fans, are you all calm? Your sister’s getting a boyfriend, and you’re not trying to persuade her?]
[Nineteen years old and not in college but already dating? Today’s girls really don’t learn well.]
[Si Fuqing hasn’t forgotten she started as a popularity-based str, has she? Female celebrities dating during their rise are courting death.]
Her fans were long calm.
[Sorry, our Qingqing is an actress, not jealous, spend your time doing something productive.]
[They’re a perfect match, both talented and beautiful, who are you to object?]
[I watched Jiu the God’s match again, dammit! That man looks handsome even with a mask.]
[Don’t think he’s shy; he just doesn’t want anyone else to see his face.]
Meanwhile, Si Fuqing’s studio was still incredibly busy.
Sang Yanqing had received numerous calls from brands wanting to collaborate with Si Fuqing.
Sang Yanqing: “...”
She kept wondering if she was holding back a professional eSports player.
Her assistant seemed to read her thoughts and reminded her, “Sister Sang, you might also be holding back a national research institute’s star, or maybe a classical Chinese master, or...”
“Stop, stop!” Sang Yanqing interrupted in time. “I can’t handle it; it’s too much.”
“Deal,” Si Fuqing extended her hand, “If I mess up your clothes, you can’t scold me.”
Yu Xiheng’s eyebrows rose higher, his voice gentle, “You’re quite the bully now. When have I ever scolded you?”
Their fingers intertwined in a pinky swear, “Besides, you’re quite well-behaved when you’re drunk.”
Si Fuqing looked at him, “Really?”
“Knock, knock, knock.”
“Qingqing, everyone’s looking for you,” Yu Tang knocked on the door. “Hey, Uncle Nine, you’ll have plenty of time later. Don’t hog her now. I want to take Qingqing out for a bit.”
She pulled Si Fuqing away, making a face at Yu Xiheng.
Yu Xiheng gave Yu Tang a cool glance.
Yu Tang quickly shut the door and took Si Fuqing to the eSports players’ gathering.
At first, the eSports players were intimidated by her top celebrity status and being NINE the God, but seeing her friendliness, they all gathered around.
“NINE the God!”
“Goddess, you’re amazing! You scared that imposter to death with your live match.”
“NINE the God, I toast to you,” a young man raised a glass of wine, “You’re truly on par with Nuwa’s masterpiece!”
Si Fuqing: “...”
Was there really such a metaphor?
“This is a famous Kinto wine,” the young man added, “It’s not very strong and tastes great.”
Si Fuqing couldn’t reveal her true reason for not drinking publicly.
She blinked, unhurriedly, “I lost a bet with Jiu the God. No drinking today. I’ll toast with juice instead.”
She clinked her orange juice glass with several eSports players and downed it in one go.
The crowd: “...”
They fell silent, contemplating whether Jiu the God was a henpecked husband or if NINE the God was the one afraid of her partner.
Well, perhaps there wasn’t much difference between the two.
In a few minutes, Si Fuqing had drunk six glasses of orange juice and was ready to take a break.
“NINE the God!”
Someone called her from behind.
Si Fuqing turned around.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, recognizing the captain of the Galaxy team.
Behind him stood another person.
“NINE the God, this is Young Master Yu Yao,” the Galaxy captain bowed slightly, showing great respect, “I heard you two knew each other abroad.”
Yu Yao stepped forward, “NINE the God, I’m Yu Yao. I’ve watched your performances before.”
He looked at Si Fuqing with a mixture of eagerness and expectation, awaiting her response.