Chapter 2: Reversal

The next day, Qi Xingchen woke up after ten o'clock.

He fumed for a moment at the gift boxes that had nowhere to go, skipped over them, washed up and changed into a simple t-shirt, and pulled open the door to look toward the first-floor dining room.

The Qi family residence was typical Chinese architecture, with most of the furniture handmade by artisans. The dining table was no different, cut from a single piece of phoenix-tailed giltwood to the right size, large enough to accommodate seven to ten people dining at the same table.

On the table was a row of bone china dinner plates, covered with a heat preservation cover, so it was hard to see the color of the dishes. Qi Yuji, the sister of the original owner, was on the phone at the table, and the others should have finished their meals and gone out individually.

Qi Xingchen walks down the edge of the stairs, saving her from leaving footprints and bothering the babysitter to scrub them again.

Just as he walked into the dining room, he heard Qi Yuji's voice with a hint of pettiness:

"I got an invitation from the brand and don't want to go."

"Why? Because there's nothing I'm interested in for this year's High Fashion Week."

"And my brother just got out of the hospital yesterday and I wanted to spend time with him."

"I knew you were going to complain, forget it, I'll accompany you to Milan then ...... You're awake!"

See Qi Xingchen down, Qi Yuji quickly waved his hand to signal him to come over for dinner, to the microphone crackling out a string: "I let the hotel housekeeper choose your favorite door number, you arrive directly over, do not have to pick me up. Let's not chat, I'll call you back tonight!"

After saying that, Qi Yuji quickly hung up the phone and shouted at the cook to remove the breakfast and redo it.

"Don't bother, I'll just make do." Qi Xingchen stopped her.

"No, you already have a bad stomach, you can't eat cold food, and besides, I haven't eaten yet."

Seeing that Qi Xingchen seemed to be curious about why she didn't eat, Qi Yuji explained with a smile, "I was afraid that you would be bored eating by yourself, so I waited for you for a while."

Qi Xingchen doesn't have a habit of staying in bed, so I woke up late this morning because I wasn't used to it.

He was in an orphanage until he was four years old, and was adopted by a couple for just one year and then thrown into a circus. Wherever he went, everyone went up to grab the food, fearing that they wouldn't be able to fill their stomachs.

No one had ever, ever waited for him in order to get a ride to dinner with him.

He didn't know how to answer, and after the chef brought up the new pastries, he asked, with his head down as he ate, "Was that Zhou Yu on the phone just now?"

Zhou Yu was also a Noah Entertainment artist, barely counting as a seventeenth line - having appeared on a modeling talent show, he was slightly better than the one hundred and eighty lines that had not been traced.

He is also Qi Yuji's lover. They meet at a dinner party and Qi Yuji is overwhelmed by his tenderness and falls madly in love with him.

Unfortunately, Qi Yuji is not the right person for her, and Zhou Yu only treats her as an ATM machine and often complains about her big boobs in front of his friends.

The original owner was so angry at hearing this that she got into a scuffle with Zhou Yu and accidentally fell on the back of her head and died.

To make matters worse, half a month later, Zhou Yu will fall for the female lead in a variety show. Qi Yuji, who heard the rumor, confronted Zhou Yu, but was finally crushed by the sentence "You can't even compare to a single strand of her hair".

Angry sister from this non-stop to find the heroine trouble, extremely vicious cannon fodder of all things. Qi family officially into the male line of sight, the countdown to death officially began.

Seeing that his brother guessed it, Qi Yuji didn't hide it, "It's him, he asked me to go to Milan with him to watch the show, and he will bring you the latest clothes. By the way Xingchen, how did you fall on your head?"

Qi Xingchen said, "Zhou Yu pushed it."

"...... Don't tease me," Qi Yuji laughed extra hard as if he heard a joke, "No way, Yuji is super nice!"

Qi Xingchen : "......"

As expected, the setting for Qi Yuji in "Peach of the Night" is that of a brain-dead cannon fodder woman - so brain-dead that even though Zhou Yu has shown that he loves the female lead, Qi Yuji still tries to win him back by crying, fussing, and hanging herself.

If you want her to see the true face of the scum, you have to take advantage of her disciple control attribute. And it's useless to just talk, you have to get some substantial evidence like videos.

Qi Xingchen casually blurted out a few sentences to change the subject, thinking about how to get evidence while eating.

Seeing that he looked distracted, Qi Yuji pushed aside the dishes and took out an exquisite gift box from the side: "This is a discharge gift from sister for you, it's definitely more adorable than the one from dad. Xingchen, you must pay attention in the future and not let sister worry anymore, okay?"

Qi Yuji opened the gift box and inside lay a men's wristwatch with RICHARD MILLE engraved on the top of the dial. Qi Xingchen didn't recognize any of the major brands, but from the design, he knew it must be expensive.

The original owner's family members really loved the original owner.

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Since this body has changed its core, Qi Xingchen must not let what happened half a month later happen.

After breakfast, he said hello to his family and took the bus to Noah's Entertainment.

In Peaches of the Night, Noah's Entertainment is one of the three giants of the media industry, producing so many outstanding artists that the wall of honor is so densely packed with photos that it can barely fit.

Qi Xingchen stood in front of the Wall of Honor, looking at Bai Ye's photo at the top, and for a moment he had the feeling that he didn't know where he was going.

"Xingchen, why haven't you been around the last couple days?"

Someone called to him from the far end of the corridor, and Qi Xingchen turned around to see a boy his age smiling and waving at him.

The boy's name is Han Qing, and he is the only friend of the original owner in Noah. The reason for their acquaintance is simple - the same "poverty".

The family spoiled the original owner too hard, causing the original owner to always feel that his family restricted him and confined him, and became more and more rebellious.

After getting bad grades in the college entrance exam, he refused his family's offer to go abroad and enrolled in a local art college. Soon after enrollment, he was discovered by his agent and signed into Noah.

In order to prove to his family that he could survive without relying on the QI family, the original owner fabricated a false identity of being born in a working family. Until now, everyone up and down Noah thought he was just a kid from an ordinary background.

In fact, this is just convenient Qi Xingchen, Qi family's identity can not be exposed is best not exposed, either too easy to incur the hatred of the protagonist.

And he hasn't lived that lavishly to act the way a rich kid should.

"Sick, took two days off," Qi Xingchen said vaguely, "Isn't it dance practice this afternoon, why are you out?"

"Said it was something important, the agents were called to a meeting and no one cared about me."

"Another new project for the company?"

"I don't think so, I think it has something to do with Bai Ye, I'm not sure. You know, it's not our place to know."

Han Qing smiled bitterly, obviously not wanting to continue the discussion, and changed the topic, "Xingchen, have you been home in the past two days?"

Going home?

Qi Xingchen lowered her eyes, "I don't have a home."

That's the original owner's house, not his.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry!" Han Qing thought she had touched his sadness and hurriedly apologized.

"That's okay, come on, let's go to the practice room."

As the two of them talked and walked in the direction of the practice room, Qi Xingchen heard the word "Bai Ye" from other people's mouths, and the feeling of unreality that he felt just now became even stronger, and he gradually realized one thing: the original owner was in the same company as Bai Ye, so maybe he had the chance to see the fake Ai Dou up close.

Unfortunately, he didn't wait to see the fake Ai Dou, he saw another one first.

When I passed by the piano room, through the glass window, Zhou Yu was pointing at his wrist watch and chatting with a few people across the street.

Judging from the appearance of the watch, it should have been purchased by Qi Yuji together with his piece in a package. Qi Xingchen's eyes darkened as he gripped the door handle of the piano room. Han Qing immediately stopped him, "Xingchen, Zhou Yu, they're inside!"

"See."

"See you still going in, forgetting when we were taunted?"

The original owner had ordered the Qi family not to reveal their identity to anyone, so Zhou Yu did not know that Qi Xingchen was his girlfriend's brother, and taunted him and Han Qing about their cheap and poor clothes.

Qi Xingchen raised his eyebrows, ignored Han Qing, and pushed the door straight towards Zhou Yu. He couldn't wait to fight with Zhou Yu in a place with surveillance.

As we got closer, we could vaguely hear words like "Milan, high fashion, show", Qi Xingchen cleared his throat, "Yu, what a coincidence."

Zhou Yu realized that there was a big living person beside him, and he was not too happy to be interrupted, "Can't you see that we are using the piano room, you can come back later."

"Yu," Qi Xingchen didn't move, "just now you said you're going to Milan to see the show?"

Zhou Yu couldn't help but be surprised, he thought Qi Xingchen hadn't beaten him a few days ago and wanted to take revenge, but he was actually respectfully called "Brother Yu" and pretended to look reluctant: "Yes, the brand asked me to watch the show the day after tomorrow, and every time I go there, I have to take a lot of photos, which is very tiring. It's very tiring."

"What about your girlfriend?"

"It's so annoying to be pestered to go with me," Zhou Yu sighed, "and to have to buy me this and that."

Unlike actresses, Qi Yuji is a celebrity, and being able to find such a girlfriend is indirect proof of a man's charm. Especially when this celebrity is also crazy about him and clangs against the wall for him, a circle of people around him showed envious glances.

"Bothered," Qi Xingchen nudged his wrist with his chin, "I thought I liked the new watch."

Zhou Yu froze.

"There's another way to say people are annoying when you take their stuff, what's it called ......"

A boy wondered, "What?"

"Come to think of it," Qi Xingchen laughed, "When you're a whore, you're still standing up."

Zhou Yu: "......"

His face swished down, and a few of his friends across the street realized that Zhou Yu had been scolded and stood up, surrounding Qi Xingchen in the middle.

At that moment, Han Qing, who had been waiting outside the door, realized that the atmosphere had changed, and fearing that Qi Xingchen would lose out, she gritted her teeth and ran in: "What are you doing? There's a video in the piano room, don't fight!"

Hearing the video, the guys calmed down.

Qi Xingchen secretly realized that it was not a good idea, he signaled Han Qing with his eyes to keep his mouth shut, and continued to irritate Zhou Yu: "I'm sorry, brother Yu, I said the wrong thing just now, you're a generous person, don't be so mean to me. By the way, where is your invitation to the fashion week, show it to me."

Zhou Yu looks even worse, he's going to rub Qi Yuji's face in the show, take some red carpet photos and tweet them, pretending he's invited.

Where does he get the fashion resources?

Being poked in the face, Zhou Yu's face turned red, and his handsome face was distorted like a clown with an oily face.

But he can't fight Qi Xingchen when his friends are around. Doesn't that mean he really doesn't have an invitation?

"I left the invitation at home," Zhou Yu suppressed his anger, "Who carries around this stuff."

Qi Xingchen let out an "oh" and turned around with great disappointment to take Han Qing away.

Before going out, he lightly said, "Brother Yu, I haven't seen an invitation to the High Definition Week, bring it to us tomorrow to open our eyes."

Zhou Yu: "......"

The veins on Zhou Yu's forehead nearly exploded as he watched his friends' half-hearted stares.

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From Zhou Yu's reaction, anyone in their right mind could tell there was something fishy about the invitation.

After completely leaving the confines of the piano room, Han Qing leaned over to Qi Xingchen's ear and excitedly said, "Wow, Xingchen, you were so smart back there!"

Qi Xingchen shook his head and didn't say anything. Han Qing continued to mutter, "It's kind of revenge for the last time he made fun of my low clothes. ...... By the way Xingchen, how do you know he doesn't have an invitation?"

"I made that up."

"Well," Han Qing shrugged and shot a sideways glance at Qi Xingchen, "Xingchen, I've noticed how much you've changed after these past two days."

"...... Where?"

"I can't tell you, but I just think you're different from before. Eyes brighter than before, temperament also ...... How can I describe it, more heavy, not as impetuous as before."

As long as there were no substantial differences, Qi Xingchen was secretly relieved.

"Ahhhh so handsome so handsome really handsome!"

"Brother - brother please look at me!"

"Bai Ye I love you, I'm your eternal night sky!"

"Damn I see the living Night Brother, I have no regrets in dying!"

As they were talking, there was a sudden commotion from the front door of the lobby, accompanied by the girls' frantic shouts and the sound of "click, click, click" of the shutter.

"Wow, it can't be Seonbae Bai Ye coming!"

Han Qing's attention was instantly attracted, pulling Qi Xingchen to run towards the main entrance with quick steps.

Unfortunately, they were still too late, and they had just reached the lobby when they saw several bodyguards escorting a man past them quickly.

The man had an angular sideways face, wore sunglasses and a duck hat, had a narrow and stern jawline, broad shoulders and long legs, and exuded a powerful aggression throughout.

As if sensing someone observing him, the man glanced this way.

The moment the eyes met, like a huge pie falling from the sky, Qi Xingchen felt like he was about to be knocked out. What tombstones, what broken families all disappeared, only one thought remained in the sea:

--Wearing a book is a damn good thing!