The moment Wang Ling posted on Weibo, it was destined to become a feast for gossip-loving netizens! The hashtag #Yu Shiqing beating up Qi Taihua in the parking lot trended online for an entire day and was still on the hot search list.
Even though Huaze officially released a so-called clarification statement, and even though Qi Taihua himself reposted it trying to label the “beating” as a misunderstanding, to angry fans, this kind of statement was like pouring water on boiling oil it only made things worse.
To make matters worse, news broke in the evening that Yu Shiqing had terminated his contract with Huaze. Since the official side wasn’t doing anything proper, netizens decided to uncover the truth themselves.
Half an hour after Wang Ling’s post, there were still clueless fans spamming the #Yu Shiqing get out of showbiz hashtag. But just half an hour later, two new topics shot up the trending list, pushing their battlefield down from first place to third.
#Qi Taihua sexual harassment
#Wang Ling clarifies
Qi Taihua, the idol actor and award-winning TV king known for guaranteed viewership, was being accused of sexual harassment??
Oh my! Live long enough, and you’ll really see every kind of drama out there!
People who hadn’t taken sides before finally witnessed a dramatic reversal. Seeing that no one came out to explain even such a shocking scandal, they guessed it was probably true. Many flooded the fans’ posts with comments:
- “Yu Shiqing didn’t beat up a person. He beat up a creep. That’s standing up for justice~”
- “Open your eyes. Huaze wasn’t covering for Yu Shiqing they were protecting that dog, Qi Taihua.”
- “LOL. I’d love to interview Qi’s fans right now. Bet you didn’t expect your idol to be the real criminal.”
But the fans still didn’t buy it.
If Yu Shiqing didn’t beat someone, why was his contract terminated?
If Huaze had nothing to hide, why didn’t they release a termination announcement?
And who even is Wang Ling? A new artist with no real name. Trying to ruin someone’s reputation with just words? If you’ve got the guts, show some proof!
However, ever since Wang Ling posted that Weibo, Huaze had urgently taken control of him. He couldn’t provide any evidence he didn’t even have access to his phone anymore.
But even though Wang Ling was under control, everyone at Huaze was in a panic, like ants on a hot pan. This ticking time bomb no one saw coming had blown up their entire world.
The moment Liu Mingguang saw the Weibo post, he flipped his desk in fury.
To suppress this issue, he had even agreed to terminate Yu Shiqing’s contract. That was the price to keep Yu from releasing the surveillance video.
And now? A little-known artist he didn’t even take seriously had exposed everything.
What did this mean? All his efforts were for nothing?
No. It was worse than that.
Thinking about the chain reaction Wang Ling’s revelation could set off, Liu Mingguang broke into a cold sweat.
He had only one thought now. Whatever happens, this must not affect the sale of the new drama.
That night, the Huaze PR department didn’t sleep a wink.
Everyone racked their brains, and finally came up with one united strategy: shift the blame onto Wang Ling.
If everything was staged by Wang Ling from meeting Qi Taihua and Yu Shiqing, to leaking the surveillance video, to playing the victim then the situation could still be salvaged.
They worked at lightning speed, hoping to post the new statement before the online buzz exploded completely.
But just when they were halfway through writing the statement—
another post appeared in the topic thread.
Xia Qi V:
“Maybe not many people remember me. Let me introduce myself. I’m Xia Qi, a former signed artist of Huaze. Two years ago, I played a supporting role Little Cotton in a drama starring Qi Taihua. That experience is still a nightmare for me.
At that time, I was a nobody at Huaze. I was shy, and honestly, a bit cowardly. So, when Qi Taihua sexually harassed me on set, I chose to endure it silently and left the industry after filming ended.
Just now, a friend told me someone else had the same experience.
Thank you to that person for giving me the courage to speak up.”
#Qi Taihua sexual harassment
Unlike Wang Ling’s “empty words,” Xia Qi’s post came with twelve images screenshots of messages and voice recordings from Qi Taihua on WeChat. The texts alone were filthy beyond belief.
Netizens were shocked and fired up!
- “Didn’t fans want evidence? Here’s your evidence!!”
- “OMG, so Qi Taihua started doing this stuff two years ago?!”
- “Poor Yu Shiqing. He stood up for justice and got called a violent maniac by brain-dead fans all day.”
- “So, Yu Shiqing got cursed out all day for nothing. Aren’t Qi’s fans going to apologize?”
Compared to Wang Ling’s statement, Xia Qi’s post was far more credible.
In Huaze’s office building, the entire PR department stared at Xia Qi’s post in dead silence.
One Wang Ling was still manageable. But now there was another one.
Were they supposed to blame Xia Qi too?
Even if they tried, would anyone believe it?
Liu Mingguang slumped onto the sofa.
Netizens might still doubt the truth, but he knew it was real.
Only a small number of Qi Taihua’s fans were still stubbornly resisting, claiming someone was framing him. They swarmed Wang Ling and Xia Qi’s posts, accusing them of taking money to smear Qi’s name.
But just like a line of falling dominoes, after Xia Qi came the third, the fourth…
In just an hour, more victims came forward.
They shared many similarities:
Omega.
Shy.
Once signed to Huaze.
Appeared briefly in the entertainment industry.
The continuous stream of accusations stirred both outrage and disgust online.
Before, Qi Taihua’s fans were calling Yu Shiqing a “law-abiding nerd.” Now, it seemed the real law-abiding nerd was Qi Taihua he didn’t belong in entertainment, he belonged in prison!
No one knew who started it, but the comment section was soon full of people tagging the internet police.
At this point, Huaze had completely given up on damage control.
Anyone could see this mess only got worse the more you tried to fix it.
All the employees looked at the pale-faced Liu Mingguang with a trace of sympathy.
Because everyone understood—
With this kind of shocking, irreversible scandal exposed, the drama starring Qi Taihua wouldn’t just fail to sell it might not even be aired.
The company’s investment in the show? It had completely gone down the drain.
While the internet was boiling over, Yu Shiqing had just finished dinner.
Ren Bai had cooked personally today. Even though there were only three people, he made a whole table of delicious food.
But after the meal, most of the dishes remained untouched, and they had finished an entire bottle of red wine.
Ren Bai drank the most. He laughed, cried, and even wanted to sleep on the table. Yu Shiqing helped him lie down on the single bed in the study.
When he came back out, the living room was empty.
Then he felt a chill in the air.
Taking a few steps forward, Yu Shiqing saw Jiang Yu’s silhouette on the balcony.
He grabbed a coat from the sofa and walked over.
Just as he approached, a warm weight gently landed on Jiang Yu’s shoulders. He turned his head and Yu Shiqing said:
“Not cold?”
Jiang Yu looked down at the coat. “I’m fine.”
Then, seeing that Yu Shiqing was only wearing a sweater, he asked, “Aren’t you cold?”
Yu Shiqing replied, “It’s alright.”
Maybe it was the alcohol.
Jiang Yu looked at him. Tonight, Yu Shiqing seemed a little different than usual.
Suddenly—
Yu Shiqing’s gaze fell to the side of Jiang Yu’s face, then he reached out.
Jiang Yu froze in place, unsure whether to dodge. “What are you doing?”
At the same time, Yu Shiqing said, “It’s snowing.”
Jiang Yu felt the cold touch of Yu Shiqing’s pinky slide across his cheek. Then the hand returned in front of him, palm up a tiny, half-melted snowflake resting there.
He held back the tingling feeling from the touch and twitched his fingers.
“The first snow I’ve seen this year,” Yu Shiqing said, glancing at the snowflake. Then he looked up at Jiang Yu with a smile. “Want to make a wish?”
Jiang Yu saw the smile in his eyes and felt his heart skip a beat. He looked down at Yu Shiqing’s hand. “How old are you? You still believe in that stuff?”
Yu Shiqing chuckled and slowly closed his hand around the melting snowflake. “You’re right.”
Seeing this, Jiang Yu pressed his lips together and casually said, “Wait. I want to try.”
Yu Shiqing looked at him.
Jiang Yu reached out and pried open Yu Shiqing’s fingers only to be stopped by his icy-cold hand. Jiang Yu frowned. “And you said you’re not cold?”
The warmth of someone else’s hand seeped into Yu Shiqing’s veins. He paused, feeling as if it was almost burning.
In the quiet night.
This was the first time they’d been alone since the variety show shoot.
Yu Shiqing’s silence reminded Jiang Yu of the accidental moment during filming. He awkwardly pulled back his hand, held Yu Shiqing’s, closed his eyes, and said:
“I made a wish.”
Yu Shiqing asked, “What did you wish for?”
Jiang Yu countered, “If I say it out loud, won’t it not come true?”
Yu Shiqing looked at him, smiling. “Not saying it won’t make it come true either.”
Jiang Yu: “…”
Yu Shiqing added, “If you’re lucky, it still might happen.”
Jiang Yu asked, “You’ve never been lucky?”
Yu Shiqing didn’t answer right away. Then he turned to him and said softly:
“Meeting you might be my greatest stroke of luck.”
Jiang Yu was stunned.
Yu Shiqing looked away and turned toward the balcony.
Jiang Yu pressed his lips together, then calmly changed the subject. “Let’s go back inside.”
Outside, snow and wind swirled. The open-air balcony was freezing.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yu looked at Yu Shiqing.
He had brought him a coat but forgotten to wear one himself.
He had bundled up like a bear for the variety show, but now he was standing out here in the cold again.
Why was someone so afraid of the cold out here freezing?
After returning from the balcony, Jiang Yu checked the time.
Yu Shiqing closed the sliding door and saw him looking at his watch.
“It’s late,” he said. “And it’s snowing. You should stay here tonight.”
But there were only two beds in this place.
Jiang Yu asked, “And where will you sleep?”
Yu Shiqing said, “I’ll sleep on the couch.”
Jiang Yu frowned.
Yu Shiqing had only stood on the balcony for a few seconds and already had ice-cold hands. Sleeping on the couch all night? He might not even get up the next morning.
He thought about Yu Shiqing’s double bed in the bedroom. It should be big enough.
“You sure?”
Because it was Jiang Yu who suggested they sleep together, when Yu Shiqing came out from washing up and got into bed, he asked again:
“You’re sure?”
Jiang Yu answered, “Cut the nonsense.”
Two alphas sleeping together what’s the big deal?
