She Wants to Divorce Me

Chapter 63

Ji Yaoguang's eyes lost their gentleness, even showing a hint of aggressive fierceness, like a small beast baring its teeth. Chang Yu remained silent, lowering her eyelashes in embarrassment, her face flushed as she whispered, "Then it's up to you." This whisper was undoubtedly a pardon, meaning that whatever Ji Yaoguang did next would be free from Chang Yu's reproach. As she lowered her gaze, seemingly afraid of others' eyes, Ji Yaoguang originally didn't want to put Chang Yu in a difficult position, but when she saw Chang Yu's submissiveness, the surging emotions in her heart suddenly became uncontrollable. An Muyu was still watching something nearby, and Ji Yaoguang raised an eyebrow, her gaze frivolous and dangerous.

She held Chang Yu tightly in her arms, a fierce kiss full of aggression. A faint taste of blood spread between their lips, yet from it emerged a sense of pleasure. Somewhat dissatisfied with Chang Yu's constant yielding, her lips and tongue, after briefly parting, came again like another wave driven by the sea breeze, overwhelming and engulfing Chang Yu. Only when Chang Yu started to counterattack did a satisfied smile flash across Ji Yaoguang's brow.

Gasps and tsk-tsks suddenly erupted from the lively crowd, with almost everyone's gaze focused on Chang Yu and Ji Yaoguang. Unlike An Muyu's trembling loss of composure, they showed an expression of familiarity, with teasing smiles at the corners of their mouths and eyebrows. The couple's intimacy was only natural, but they couldn't help but tease.

"Hey hey, you two beauties, consider us single dogs here, okay?"

Ji Yaoguang released Chang Yu, her index finger slowly tracing Chang Yu's lips. She turned her head and gave Bo Yu an ambiguous smile: "You can go find someone to solve your single status."

Bo Yu replied with a laugh: "Teacher Ji, you make it sound so easy. Why don't you introduce someone to me?"

"I see many singles here," Ji Yaoguang shrugged, her eyes slightly tipsy, her smile tinged with drunkenness. "There's a wealthy young lady who doesn't work, a mature man who knows how to take care of himself with goji berries, and a gentle woman who's good both in the living room and the kitchen. Take your pick?"

Bo Yu rested his chin on one hand, pretending to think, and after a moment's pondering, replied: "These people are all good, but I think none of them compare to you, Teacher Ji. How about—"

"Impossible," Chang Yu suddenly interrupted Bo Yu, frowning and glaring at her coldly. She gripped Ji Yaoguang's hand tightly and snorted, "It's best not to have such thoughts, even as a joke."

"Little Yu, Teacher Chang is not happy. Don't tease them anymore, especially after drinking—" Jiang Zhaozhi took over and laughed, "It's been a pleasure working with you all this time. I hope we'll have the chance to work together again soon. Manager An, you're new to the circle, right? Acting requires both talent and effort. As for other things, you can ask your agent when you get back, she'll teach you." He sighed with some regret as he spoke.

In a playful setting, there's no need to say too much, especially under the influence of lights and alcohol. The lively atmosphere infected one person after another. Words carelessly let slip revealed true selves, while more were the graceful movements behind masks. Ji Yaoguang and Chang Yu left early, indulging in intimacy in their small world without disturbance.

Online rumors grew more intense. People often mistook silence for cowardice and acceptance of facts. The waiting time was usually anxious, and before the moment of truth was revealed, they began to sway like grass in the wind.

Dream World Elementary Student: [Image][Image], I saw Teacher Ji write this with my own eyes. Of course, Teacher Chang made a copy. The content was specified by me. If it were the production team, how could they prepare so much?

—Like and support, I believe in Ji Baby! She's a top student from Z University! She can compose impromptu, okay!

—Little student, go back and do your homework, okay? Don't come out to be a shill. How much did the production team pay you? I want to go too.

—Eating melon seeds while waiting for a twist.

There were essentially three types of voices. This time, the entertainment big Vs learned their lesson and didn't easily express their own opinions, only reposting. In some people's eyes, this became the Ji family using their power and wealth to suppress the truth.

The journey home was calm. It wasn't until they were almost at their door that they received a call from Su Ci, saying that many paparazzi were staking out at the entrance of their community. She suggested returning to the company to temporarily avoid the storm, but Ji Yaoguang calmly refused. Now she had almost no connection with Sheng Tang Era, and the contract's annulment was just a matter of time. No one's sense of smell could compare to the paparazzi. As soon as the car door opened, they saw a group of people in black desperately pushing forward with microphones, accompanied by the sound of clicking cameras, an array of long and short lenses.

"It's said online that the show has scripts and lines. Is this true or false?"

"Some say Miss Ji, you were faking in the show. Is this true?"

"Are you two divorced? Is showing affection in front of the audience just to create buzz?"

"Miss Ji, do you have prejudice against Miss An Muyu?"

......

Eager to magnify others' privacy a hundredfold in front of everyone, especially the most indecent and filthy things, the paparazzi's eyes almost all focused on places that could expose the dark side. Even if such things didn't exist, many who had lost their conscience were good at turning black into white. The men in black from the car cleared the way in front, while Chang Yu shielded Ji Yaoguang, who was holding Siren, behind her. She said in a deep voice: "We are not divorced. Our relationship is very good now. Please stop asking about our private matters. As for those rumors online, there will be a press conference at 9 AM tomorrow in Room 201A of Huahan Building. We will clarify everything and reserve the right to hold people accountable. See you then." After saying this, Chang Yu was unwilling to say more. She passed through the crowded group, ignoring the clicking sounds of camera shutters.

Ji Yaoguang gazed at Chang Yu's calm face and chuckled softly: "Looks like you've made preparations."

Chang Yu nodded lightly and smiled faintly: "Yes, you should know what I'm going to do."

"When did you contact Cheng Henian?" After putting Siren down, Ji Yaoguang reached out to brush her hair, saying, "If it wasn't for her accidentally letting it slip when we were talking, I really wouldn't have known you've been in contact with her so much recently. She said she was looking for a quiet place to compose, but why specifically at the Spring Banquet owner's place? It's nothing more than looking for some recipes and evidence, right? As An Muyu herself said, her parents are both chefs, so her cooking skills are indeed not bad, but far from being as good as others praise. She doesn't have the gift of creation, nor the patience to look through old recipes and study them bit by bit. She's just become an apprentice of the Spring Banquet owner, stealing her ideas and opening a shop right across the street, as if to show defiance or declare war. She's counting on the owner's gentle and quiet personality."

Chang Yu thought for a moment and replied: "Before the show started filming, I guess. Didn't you mention once that even her recipes might not be original? She can't possibly have a foothold in the entertainment industry."

"Even with Lu Yusheng's help?" Ji Yaoguang leaned back on the soft cushion, blinking and smiling lightly. If it weren't for Lu Yusheng, she wouldn't have been able to gather so many fans in such a short time. You can't judge a person's true character just by their words; that person needs to open her eyes. Because of An Muyu's existence, even the goodwill towards Lu Yusheng kept decreasing. The more she thought about it, the angrier she felt. She said irritably, "You'd better not listen to Lu Yusheng's random introductions anymore. In her mind, anyone who's good at cooking can be considered a good person."

"I know," Chang Yu nodded, her smile like a spring breeze.

*

The next day, at Huahan Building. Even before 8 AM, it was already crowded with people. The stage in the conference hall seemed to have been hastily set up, but the reporters didn't care about these details. They sat in their assigned seats with their work passes, eager to make a name for themselves here. After the news of the couple's divorce broke out, this was their first appearance at a press conference, directly facing the reporters' questioning.

Earlier, many people had doubted Ji Yaoguang's academic credentials, but after being slapped hard by reality, they started looking for problems from another angle, as if they couldn't believe that heaven had given this young lady such preferential treatment—an almost perfect public image. Was it a false image deliberately created by capitalists or was she naturally like this? Unable to contain their eagerness, they had already listed a long outline of questions in their hearts.

Without the accompaniment of agents or the presence of Huahan Entertainment's upper management, only two seats were left on the large podium for Ji Yaoguang and Chang Yu. Staff members came and went below, maintaining order in the hall. As the clock struck 9, someone could barely contain their excitement, wanting to step forward and ask questions loudly.

The two people on the podium were heaven's darlings, two stars constantly pursued by the media world. Wherever they were, there was never a lack of topics. The clicking sounds of cameras preceded the sound of microphones. Chang Yu's expression was gentle, while Ji Yaoguang's posture was rather casual, her hands folded on the table, with a hint of nonchalance and playfulness at the corner of her lips.

—It's rumored online that your poems, Miss Ji, are all plagiarized. Is that true?

—Miss Ji, "The Treacherous Courtier" has been released. How do you view your own performance?

—Miss Ji, some say you deliberately targeted Miss An Muyu in the show. Is this true or false?

—Miss Chang, you've established your own studio. What are your plans next? Are you retiring behind the scenes?

Ji Yaoguang chuckled softly, leaning closer to the microphone: "So many questions, which one should we answer? This press conference is mainly aimed at some online rumors. I need to make some explanations and clarifications. That 'Isatis Root on the Throne', that's what they're called, right? They questioned me, and if I don't respond, it would be seen as an admission. From then on, Ji Yaoguang would be tainted with the label of 'plagiarist'—in fact, the moment such unrealistic rumors spread, it already damaged my reputation." Ji Yaoguang's unhurried pace of speech was like claws gently scratching at the hearts of the group, never getting to the point.

"Miss Ji, there are screenshots online as evidence. How do you explain this? Are you saying those screenshots are also fake?" A reporter rushed to the front, impatiently asking in a loud voice.