lerbook Chapter 442 I'm coming clean, I'm not pretending anymore.
Chapter 442 I'm coming clean, I'm not pretending anymore.
Chapter 442 I'm coming clean, I'm not pretending anymore.
Wang Xianjiao leaned against the wall, her ears constantly listening to the sounds coming from inside the door; she looked slightly tired.
While waiting, a crucial piece of information suddenly flashed through her mind, as if struck by lightning.
It was during a team-building trip to a farmhouse. Aunt Yu was always accompanied by a short-haired girl, whom she called "Mengmeng".
Wang Xianjiao searched her memory; did Brother Yu call out "Ji Meng"?
Perhaps it's 'Ji Meng'?
The two surnames are ambiguous, so this should be the full name.
Once the thought took root, it spread like wildfire, and Wang Xianjiao couldn't help but think of Sister Meng, the administrator in the Xingcheng Little Tree Seedlings group.
She is Su Su's number one fan site admin, and it is said that she is also a very good friend of Su Su since childhood.
"Hiss..." Wang Xianjiao gasped.
At this moment, all the scattered clues pointed to a direction she never dared to even imagine.
Could this "husband fan" of Brother Yu be Su Su's real husband?!
As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Wang Xianjiao felt her heart suddenly race and decisively pulled her phone out of her pocket.
With fingers tapping eagerly on the screen, Mengjie's avatar was quickly found in the group member list.
Open the chat window, ready to send a private message.
After a moment's thought, she typed, "Sister Meng, is your name Ji Meng?" but her fingertip hovered over the send button, hesitant.
She frowned slightly, pondering to herself.
Every time Mengjie appears in public, she either covers her face with a scarf or wears a mask, and she has never shown her face.
In the group, most of the conversations revolved around Susu, and few people inquired about each other's privacy. At most, they would inadvertently reveal a few words during casual conversations.
Asking this so abruptly, especially since it involves real names, is rather presumptuous.
If I accidentally cross Mengjie's bottom line and upset her, that would be bad.
Right now, Wang Xianjiao is filled with curiosity and wants to unravel the intricate mystery between Susu and Aunt Yu.
In short, we can't be so rash; we need to find a more tactful way.
Wang Xianjiao pondered and revised the message repeatedly, eventually crafting what she considered a much more tactful one.
"Sister Meng! Just wondering, is your surname Ji? Or is it Ji (季)?"
To make the message seem more friendly, she then added two smiling emojis before clicking send.
The moment the message was sent, Wang Xianjiao felt her heart leap into her throat.
She had to keep an eye on the closed door while also glancing at her phone screen every now and then, hoping for Mengjie's reply.
She considered to herself that she was always active in the group and had interacted with Mengjie quite a bit on a regular basis. Although this question was a bit sensitive, she thought that Mengjie wouldn't just ignore her message, right?
Time passed second by second, each second seemingly stretched out infinitely.
Wang Xianjiao had been standing for a long time, and her legs, which were already as heavy as lead, gradually became weak, as if they could no longer support the weight of her body.
She moved her feet, leaning against the wall, and before she knew it, her phone screen lit up.
Why would you ask that?
Upon seeing this reply, Wang Xianjiao was taken aback.
To her utter surprise, Mengjie directly threw the question back at her.
Wang Xianjiao scratched her head and began to think.
She recalled that during the peak of The Voice of China's popularity, when Mengjie was still frequently active in the group chat, she seemed to have mentioned that she was working at a photography studio.
This fleeting memory sparked a sudden inspiration in her somewhat muddled mind.
She quickly typed out a long paragraph, carefully choosing each word, and replied in detail:
"Sister Meng, it's like this, I've been thinking about getting a photoshoot lately, so I'm looking for a reliable photography studio. I suddenly remembered you mentioning before that you work at a photography studio, and I vaguely remember your last name being Ji, but I'm not sure if I'm mistaken, so I was just asking."
After clicking send, Wang Xianjiao looked at the screen and couldn't help but silently slap herself in the face.
I was extremely annoyed.
I should have started this way!
Wang Xianjiao's mind became increasingly active, her fingers flying across the screen as she added, "Most importantly, seeing Susu's promotional photos for 'I Am a Singer' was absolutely stunning! I was thinking, if I could capture even half of that feeling in my own photoshoot, I'd be secretly thrilled."
It's not too late to make up for it.
That makes even more sense, doesn't it?
After sending the message, Wang Xianjiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Mengjie responded quickly, replying with two messages in quick succession:
"Jiaojiao, if you want to have a photoshoot, I can give you my landline number. You can contact me directly after the New Year."
'And my surname is indeed Ji.'
Having received a definite answer, Wang Xianjiao's gaze fell on the last word, and she swallowed hard.
isn't it...
No wonder in the group photos that 'Xiao Gang' posted, Brother Yu and Su Su looked so intimate, shoulder to shoulder, and in a particularly relaxed posture.
This doesn't seem like what Brother Yu described as the first time the two met.
Who knows, the woman she's had close contact with several times... could very well be Su Su?
No wonder, no wonder Aunt Yu gave her a feeling of familiarity that she couldn't quite explain!
Wang Xianjiao's hand trembled slightly, and she almost dropped her phone.
If this gets out, it'll cause an uproar in the fan groups!
Do not!
This will probably be on the news headlines for several days in a row!
The thought sent chills down Wang Xianjiao's spine. On one hand, she was excited to have uncovered such a juicy story, but on the other hand, she knew the matter was of great importance.
To be fair, although Susu is her idol whom she truly admires and who is the most perfect in her heart, upon deeper reflection, it seems that Brother Yu is not entirely unworthy of her...
He was, after all, a "leader" in a department-level public institution, favored by the boss, supported by the public, and with an excellent personal image; his future seemed bright.
Just as Xiaogang said in the group chat before, this pairing isn't necessarily something you can't ship...
She took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, and leaned against the wall, replied, "Okay, okay, Sister Meng, thank you so much!"
"Don't mention it. If you're happy with the photos, please help me promote them."
When Wang Xianjiao saw this message, she thought to herself, since Sister Meng makes a living from this, could it be that she's embarrassed to promote herself in Su Su's group and wants Sister Meng to help her get some business indirectly?
But that's only natural. She quickly tapped on the screen, 'No problem,' and added two grinning bean-shaped emojis.
Hearing the slight sound of the doorknob turning, Wang Xianjiao hurriedly clicked send and put her phone in her pocket.
The door was opened.
Chen Yaoyao, carrying a thick stack of folders, strolled out of the room at a leisurely pace.
She glanced up and saw Wang Xianjiao standing beside her. She paused for a moment, then stopped and greeted her, "Jiao'er, why aren't you going to the cafeteria to eat? Are you here to see Brother Yu about something?" Wang Xianjiao immediately smiled and replied, "Brother Yu is going to record a program on Hunan TV later, and I have something I want to ask him about."
"Oh." Chen Yaoyao nodded.
Her gaze lingered on Wang Xianjiao's face as she asked with concern, "You don't look too well. Have you been working too hard lately?"
"Hey!" Wang Xianjiao waved her hand lightly, pretending to be relaxed, "I've had a bit of insomnia these past two days, but it's nothing serious. There's only half a day left before the long holiday, so I just need to rest."
Chen Yaoyao has been so busy these past few days that she's practically splitting herself in two, so she doesn't have any time to observe everyone's morale.
Hearing Wang Xianjiao say this, she took a step forward and joked with a smile, "You probably have pre-holiday syndrome."
"It might actually be true." Wang Xianjiao casually agreed and followed suit, taking a step forward.
The two went their separate ways.
Wang Xianjiao pushed open the door and saw Yu Huan standing up, picking up the coat hanging on the back of the chair.
She gently closed the door behind her and called out, "Brother Yu!"
Yu Huan, who had just finished handing over her work to Chen Yaoyao, was about to head to the cafeteria for lunch and then go directly to Hunan TV.
He turned his head and saw Wang Xianjiao come in. She was putting on her coat at a leisurely pace, and said with a smile, "Wang Xianjiao, why aren't you taking a nap during your lunch break? What brings you here?"
Wang Xianjiao paused slightly, looking at Yu Huan's warm smile. For some reason, in this situation, a strange hesitation welled up in her heart.
However, the startling clues he had just pieced together were like a fishbone stuck in his throat, something he had to get out.
Hesitated again and again.
Wang Xianjiao forced a smile, trying her best to appear nonchalant, and said, "Brother Yu, I have a question that's been bothering me all morning. I just want to ask you, did you and Susu know each other before?"
"Before?" Yu Huan asked instinctively, her hand paused slightly as she put on her clothes.
"It was before you had dinner and took a picture with Susu last time."
Yu Huan noticed Wang Xianjiao staring at her expectantly and immediately became alert.
However, he still smiled and said calmly, "Didn't I tell you? Last time it was just a coincidence. A friend organized a gathering, and that's how I met Susu. I never had any chance to get to know her before."
He buttoned his shirt as he spoke, his movements unhurried and deliberate.
Wang Xianjiao knew perfectly well that Brother Yu was just trying to dodge the question.
So, her smile grew even brighter as she stared intently at Yu Huan's expression, not missing a single subtle change.
He then said in a joking tone:
"Brother Yu, stop teasing me! I've discovered some really interesting things these past few days. Look, my sister-in-law and Susu have so many identical features—the same hairstyle, the same bracelet, even their eye shapes seem the same. And they both have a short-haired girl named Ji Meng by their side. Isn't that a coincidence? And as far as I know, Susu is an only child; she doesn't have any sisters at all!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan noticed the slightly scrutinizing look in her eyes.
In short, like a clever little devil, he was clearly testing his reaction.
Yu Huan paused for a moment, then smiled and teased, "Wang Xianjiao, you have quite the imagination!"
"Brother Yu, I'm just curious! If you really knew Su Su a long time ago, that would be so cool! It's like having a big star's family member lurking around you! Brother Yu, please don't hide it from me! At least give me a little hint. Don't worry, I swear I won't say a word. I'm the most discreet person!" Wang Xianjiao said, clasping her hands together in a pleading manner.
Yu Huan smiled brightly and said, "Haven't you already solved the problem? Do you still need me to reveal anything?"
"Huh?" Wang Xianjiao swallowed hard, swallowing a mouthful of saliva that wasn't actually there. She unconsciously took a small step forward, her voice rising several decibels. "Is Sister-in-law really Susu?"
“That’s right,” Yu Huan shrugged, “I’m coming clean, I’m not pretending anymore.”
"No—Brother Yu!"
Wang Xianjiao was completely stunned, as if struck by lightning.
Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened uncontrollably, forming a perfect "O" shape, her face filled with disbelief.
Even her cheeks, already flushed with excitement, turned even redder, like ripe tomatoes.
"Shouldn't you have argued back fiercely? How could you just... just admit it like that?"
Seeing her overreaction, Yu Huan remained calm and said leisurely, "You've already figured it out, what else do I have to say?"
Wang Xianjiao subconsciously took a step back, frantically waving her hands in front of her as if trying to dispel the sudden surprise, while muttering incoherently.
"No—Brother Yu, did I really play mahjong with Susu before and lose more than a hundred yuan to her?"
She became more and more agitated as she spoke, her voice unconsciously rising several octaves, the last syllable trembling violently, each word seeming to be spat out from between her teeth: "Brother Yu... Brother Yu, if this... if this gets out, it'll be terrible!"
Yu Huan's smile deepened: "Why don't you just not tell anyone?"
"Huh?" Wang Xianjiao thought for a moment, then nodded vigorously, replying hastily, "Okay! Brother Yu, I promise, it definitely won't get out!"
Yu Huan suddenly coughed slightly, then said, "You know she opened her own studio, and right now she's in need of manpower, especially in operations. Why don't you consider it?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Xianjiao's eyes, which had been narrowed, widened instantly.
"Clam?"
The topic changed so abruptly, so convolutedly, that her brain could hardly keep up.
At this moment, she was no longer sleepy at all. Her eyes darted around, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally shook her head with a slight hesitation, her lips trembling as she whispered, "This... if I tell my dad that I'm quitting my job at the newspaper and going to Susu's studio, he'll be furious and skin me alive..."
Yu Huan was fully aware of her concerns.
With her job at the newspaper about to be secured, her parents, who are now permanent staff members of a provincial newspaper, always feel incredibly proud and elated when they chat with others about their daughter's work.
If, at this critical juncture, someone were to quit their job and go to work for a celebrity's studio simply because of a momentary impulse to follow a star, putting aside whether the job would be stable or respectable, they probably wouldn't be able to get past their family's approval.
However, Yu Huan had already set his sights on her.
If Wang Xianjiao could join the studio, she would definitely be a valuable asset, which would be a great boost to my wife's career development.
Seeing her conflicted expression, Yu Huan smiled gently and said, "I guarantee you, the salary and benefits will be much better, even double. And the studio is just starting out. If you join now, you'll be getting real 'initial shares'. Of course, I'm just saying this casually. If you're really having trouble, just pretend I didn't say anything."
Wang Xianjiao pursed her lips, her heart already wavering.
Who is Susu?
That was her idol whom she had been chasing for a long time!
Having the opportunity to delve into the behind-the-scenes world of idol careers and personally participate in its operation is a dream come true for any sapling.
But she wasn't a rich second-generation heiress with no worries about food or clothing. The heavy weight of reality on her mind seemed to prevent her from taking this risky step.
"Brother Yu, I still need to be careful. My dad has a terrible temper. If I suddenly say I want to quit my job and go to Su Su's studio, he'll definitely think I'm out of my mind. He'll break my legs, you know how they see things in their generation—"
"I understand. How about this, don't rush into a decision. Take this time to think it over carefully, and we can discuss it again after the Spring Festival. If you encounter any problems during this period, feel free to contact me, okay?"
Wang Xianjiao nodded slightly and replied, "Okay."
(End of this chapter)