CHAPTER 203: CHAPTER 205: SHE ACTUALLY KNOWS A SUPERSTAR

"Ah—!" Su Xingqi screamed, heart pounding, desperately trying to crawl to the side, but her legs were weak, and she fell to the ground along with her drum.

The red stallion reared up, letting out a long neigh—at the critical moment, the rider controlled it, and its front hooves gracefully landed just half a step away from Su Xingqi.

Su Xingqi was so frightened her face turned pale, trembling like a leaf, she burst into tears with a "Wah!".

"You’re so noisy!" The girl on the horse dismounted, looking impatient, "Hey, are you stupid? Standing in my way! Stop crying already, you’re annoying me!" Her voice was clear and pure, like the finest pearls falling onto a jade plate, even speaking such arrogant and rude words seemed natural, as if everyone should naturally yield to her.

The crowd scattered by the horse rushed back together.

Looking at the girl in front of them, they showed expressions of disbelief—

It was not just because she was so beautiful that words like "breathtaking" and "outshining even the moon" seemed inadequate, but also because of her identity...

"Oh my, Xia Ling... it’s Xia Ling!"

A gasp rose from the crowd, and a female photographer covered her mouth in excitement, oh heavens, she got to see the top diva of the entertainment world, the legendary singer Xia Ling, so closely! She was so beautiful... what a stroke of luck to see her! The goddess who appeared only in countless dreams!

"Goddess Xia Ling!" A young man called out in a trembling voice, she’s the dream girl of countless men!

Even Su Xingyu was filled with disbelief, or rather, stunned...

How could Xiaoling be here?

She never expected to meet Xia Ling while coming out to shoot some photos.

Over there, Xia Ling worriedly checked the front hooves of her fiery red stallion, still angry, then turned to scold Su Xingqi, who was kneeling on the ground from fright, "You’re lucky you didn’t break Qingge’s leg, otherwise selling you wouldn’t cover it!" She then raised her head to sweep a glance at the surrounding crowd, "What are you looking at? Never seen a big star? Get lost!"

Su Xingyu: "..."

Usually, when she saw Xiaoling, it was in her family’s villa area, where the girl was innocent and smiling like a blooming flower; she had never seen Xia Ling in public, and didn’t know she cursed so vigorously.

The photographers and models around didn’t find it strange though, Xia Ling’s bad temper was well-known, even if people hadn’t met her, they’d heard many arrogant tales about her. They awkwardly prepared to disperse, only to hear Xia Ling call out again, "Hey, why are you just leaving? Get rid of this mess for me!" She pointed her riding whip at Su Xingqi, "She’s blocking my horse!"

The crowd was speechless, silently complaining in their hearts, Miss, couldn’t you just move your precious horse a bit and take a couple steps around? Was there any need to go to such lengths to drive people away? And calling the girlfriend of the Qin Family’s second young master a "pile of trash"? Honestly, only you dare to insult her like that, after all, you’re Emperor Mr. Pei’s pampered darling; if it were someone else? Click click.

Complaints aside, no one dared defy Xia Ling’s orders, reluctantly returning to move Su Xingqi.

"Miss Su Xingqi, get up," one of the models said, "Don’t block Miss Xia’s way."

Su Xingqi cried until her makeup was ruined, still shaken, but recognized who nearly ran into her. Xia Ling’s unreasonable behavior and her reputation were equally famous, so no one dared challenge her from being audacious enough to argue, so Su Xingqi could only swallow her grievances silently. She wiped her tears, stood up with the help of a companion, and fiercely glared at Su Xingyu.

Following her gaze, Xia Ling suddenly noticed Su Xingyu among the crowd.

Her originally angry face blossomed into surprise, waving energetically at Su Xingyu, "Xingyu, Xingyu! Why are you here too?"

In an instant, all eyes fell on Su Xingyu like X-rays, eager to inspect her thoroughly. What, did Xia Ling, that little demon, just call her "Xingyu"? Dropping the surname so intimately?

This Su Xingyu, how did she know Xia Ling?

And Su Xingyu, under everyone’s watchful gaze, couldn’t pretend not to know her, so she greeted Xia Ling, "What a coincidence, Xiaoling."

The crowd’s jaws dropped again—it’s understandable for Xia Ling to affectionately call Su Xingyu, since many of noble status do so to show their affability, lowering themselves to directly call the humble by their pet names. But if the humble dared call the noble by their pet names, it was a grave disrespect, unless they truly were close!

Off to the side, Zhuang Heng’s expression changed as well, even she had to call Xia Ling "Miss Xia," yet Su Xingyu was so familiar in using her pet name!

Xiaoling...?

In her memory, only a few people close to Xia Ling, like Emperor’s big boss Pei Ziheng, Pei Ziheng’s confidant Chu Chen, and Emperor’s chief music producer Feng Kun had the privilege of addressing her like this!

Amidst everyone’s inner turmoil, over there, Xia Ling bounced over to Su Xingyu, cheerfully hugging her neck, "Wow, Xingyu, you’re here too, I’m so happy! What are you doing? Come hang out with me? Chu Chen and his gang are such bores, always telling me not to do this, not to do that, I’m about to go mad!"

Su Xingyu smiled and patted her.

Looking across, she saw the few black horses that had burst out of the woods with her also stopped, with some men dismounting. The one leading them looked familiar, Su Xingyu recalled seeing him on TV, he seemed to be Xia Ling’s exclusive agent, Pei Ziheng’s confidant, Emperor’s administrator Chu Chen.

Chu Chen navigated through the crowd to their side, smiling as he spoke to Xia Ling, "Xiaoling, there you go talking bad about me again, I’m just following the boss’s orders to take care of you, otherwise he’d skin me alive."

He paused, then turned to Su Xingyu, "Hello, Miss Su."

You...?

Miss... Su?

The surrounding crowd was stunned into stone once more, today’s shocks were too many, leaving them numb, what was Chu Chen’s status? Emperor’s man second only to one, above thousands! A high-level figure among the management! Holding business of half Emperor in his hands! If he sneezed, the entire entertainment circle would shiver! Such a big-shot actually addressed Su Xingyu with "You"!

Even Zhuang Heng’s mouth twitched slightly, she clearly remembered in other settings she’d met Chu Chen, and he had used just "you."

Su Xingyu slightly nodded to Chu Chen, replying, "Hello, Mr. Chu."

Only then did Zhuang Heng and everyone else’s hearts settle a little, after all, Su Xingyu replied with "You" too! Otherwise, they’d really doubt if their worldview was shattered.

Holding onto Su Xingyu’s neck, Xia Ling was dissatisfied: "Xingyu, why are you being so polite, just call Chu Chen by his name! Let him pick a horse for you later, let’s go have fun!"