Leaving Elder Zheng’s private room, Bi Xia was just about to go see Xia Shi when ng Chi hurriedly ca upstairs to find her. ng Chi handed his phone to Bi Xia, "Boss, look!"
Bi Xia took the phone and looked down. It was filled with the latest hot news.
"Qing City’s Sumr Cuisine Surprise: Beautiful Boss is Chef Elder Xia’s Daughter"
"Xu Renfei Volunteers to Endorse, Fully Supports Friend Bi Xia’s ’Sumr Cuisine’"
Among these miscellaneous news reports, one had already beco a hot topic: "Heartless Father Fakes Death After Plastic Surgery to Abandon Wife, He’s Actually Bi Xia’s Father!"
Frowning slightly, Bi Xia opened the article. Most of it detailed the events that had just happened, specifically what Bi Xue had revealed about Bi Qingyun. There was nothing negative about "Sumr Cuisine" or her relationship with Xia Shi.
Instead, it heavily criticized Bi Qingyun for his ill intentions, noting how he wanted to profit now that she had achieved success and Xia Shi was rebuilding "Sumr Cuisine." It harshly condemned Bi Qingyun.
ng Chi stood beside her. After Bi Xia finished reading, he said, "The original hot topic was a different article, completely opposite to this one, but it was deleted within a minute. This one, however, stayed up and beca popular."
"Oh, and look at this." ng Chi took the phone back and clicked a few tis. Another page appeared, displaying all of Bi Qingyun’s information, including when he got together with Xu Liren, when he contacted Xia Shi, when he had plastic surgery, and proof of his faked death—even who he hired to create the fake death proof was clearly written.
"This was just posted. The click rate is rapidly increasing, and more people are condemning Bi Qingyun. When your mom divorces Bi Qingyun, it will likely get a lot of attention," ng Chi paused, "Mainly you though, Boss. Aren’t you helping Brother Fei with that program? Will this affect you?"
After reading through Bi Qingyun’s information, Bi Xia returned the phone to ng Chi and shook her head, saying, "It’s fine, don’t worry. By the way, how’s my mom doing?"
ng Chi replied, "Don’t worry, I talked to her earlier, so she’s handling her emotions well. She’s currently playing with Bi Xiaoyuan."
"Got it," Bi Xia nodded, "It’ll be hard on you guys for a while."
"No worries, the sooner this is handled, the sooner you and your mom won’t have to deal with that man anymore. As your brothers, we’re more than happy!" ng Chi patted Bi Xia, "Boss, to us, that man is not worthy of being your father."
Bi Xia smiled and bumped fists with ng Chi. As ng Chi turned to go see Xia Shi, Bi Xia walked up to the third floor.
She gently pushed open the office door. Before she could look up, a large hand grabbed her arm and pulled her inside firmly. The door locked behind her, and a strong, broad embrace enveloped her tightly, leaving no room for escape.
Wrapping her arms around that waist, she hugged back tightly. After a long silence, she murmured, "I will make Bi Qingyun pay for this."
"Alright."
"I will make them repay our family for everything!"
"Alright."
Lips pressed together, she murmured, "The news thing was you, right... Fourth Brother... thank you."
"..." His phoenix eyes darkened, and he gently kissed her soft hair, "Little Nine, as your lover, I want you to know, whatever you want to do, just go ahead and do it. As for your safety, I’ve got your back..."
"Fourth Brother..." Her red lips parted slightly as she rubbed her head against the youth’s chin, "I’m leaving my back to you... You better guard it well..."
Qin Zhan paused, then slowly smiled, "Alright."
Laughing softly, Bi Xia looked up at Qin Zhan. The anger that had been festering because of Bi Qingyun dissipated, and her usually cold face broke into a smile.
Her eyes sparkled like stars, highlighting the handso face of the young man in front of her. Suddenly, she lifted his chin with her finger, her starry eyes curving, "Wow, which family’s young master is so handso?"
Standing on tiptoe, she kissed his thin lips. Looking up again at his deep phoenix eyes, the youth grinned mischievously, "Young master, I’ve kissed you. From now on, you’re mine, no backsies."
Qin Zhan raised an eyebrow at the mischievous youth, then chuckled softly, "Then this young master must be responsible for . What I want is... a lifeti."
Bi Xia paused, a light smile on her lips, and said softly, "...A lifeti it is. After all, you’re mine."
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