TDLWTAHATD CHAPTER 19

Chapter 19 When Did You Figure It Out

So what kind of man was Xie Chengyu, really?

Xu Ruoxin’s eyes narrowed, her thoughts racing.

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The next morning, Xu Ruoxin arrived at the set early with her assistant Fangfang, a chubby girl with round glasses, arms laden with over a dozen cups of milk tea. She looked exhausted.

Taking off her sunglasses, Xu Ruoxin said generously, “Thank you all for taking care of me yesterday. My husband said he wanted to treat everyone to milk tea, so please, come get some.”

“Wow, President Xie is so thoughtful—he even bought us milk tea!”

“He really spoils Sister Ruoxin. Even the people who help her get remembered.”

The staff cheered as they rushed to grab drinks. In an instant, Nan Xiao found herself alone, clutching her script, body trembling faintly.

She had told herself yesterday not to get upset over these things. But feelings were one thing, reason another.

Hearing Xu Ruoxin publicly call Xie Chengyu “husband” again made her ache unbearably inside.

She felt Xu Ruoxin’s mocking gaze sweep across her, sharp as needles against her skin. Instinctively, she wanted to flee.

But then—

“Miss Xu, you and President Xie are married?”

A lazy, magnetic voice cut through the chatter.

Xu Ruoxin turned. It was Xiao Zekai.

Handsome and striking, though not quite as polished as Xie Chengyu, he was still dazzling. Smiling lightly, she replied, “Not yet, but soon.”

“Heh.”

Xiao Zekai chuckled, and everyone could hear the ridicule laced in it. Xu Ruoxin frowned, puzzled at his reaction.

“So you’re his girlfriend then?” Xiao Zekai’s tone was cool. “Funny. I heard President Xie already has a wife. So that makes you the mistress, doesn’t it?”

“……”

Every eye turned toward Xu Ruoxin, shock flickering across the crew.

If anyone else had said it, they might’ve dismissed it as gossip. But this was Xiao Zekai—heir to a vast fortune, who had chosen instead to carve out his own path in showbiz and risen to the very top. His reputation was golden.

If he said it, people believed it.

“You’re wrong!”

Color rushed to Xu Ruoxin’s cheeks. She slipped, showing a crack in her composure.

But she hadn’t clawed her way up from nothing without cunning. Within moments, she steadied herself. She didn’t know why Xiao Zekai had turned on her, but she knew she couldn’t let this drag out.

“Xiao-ge, you’re so good at joking.” She forced a smile and tried to walk away.

“Wait.”

She stopped. “What else, Xiao-ge?”

Xiao Zekai’s lips curved lazily. “If I remember right, you’re older than me. How do you have the face to call me ‘ge’? Shouldn’t it be ‘big sister’?”

“……”

“Pfft—hahaha!”

Laughter erupted all around. Some staff bent double. Even Nan Xiao couldn’t help laughing.

Xiao Zekai hadn’t changed—sharp-tongued and merciless, man or woman, he spared no one he disliked.

Xu Ruoxin trembled with fury but forced out a strained smile.
“I only said it because you’re a senior in the industry. Nothing else. If you don’t like it, I won’t call you that again.”

But the stares of gossiping, amused colleagues were too much. She fled the set.

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Nan Xiao’s stomach twisted uncomfortably. She decided to head back to the lounge to rest. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Xiao Zekai follow and then slam the door shut, standing at the entrance with furrowed brows.

His gaze on her made her uneasy. She opened her mouth, but he spoke first.

“You’re still such a pushover. Another woman called your man ‘husband’ in front of everyone, and you just took it?”

Nan Xiao lowered her eyes. “I’m divorcing Xie Chengyu.”

The words stunned him.

Divorcing? Already? It had only been three years… though truthfully, he’d never thought they’d last that long.

He strode over, clapped her shoulder, grinning with delight.
“Little Bun, congrats on escaping hell. When did you figure it out?”

Nan Xiao shot him a glance. It wasn’t that she’d figured it out—Xie Chengyu had been the one to initiate the divorce.

But she didn’t tell Xiao Zekai that. Sharing a room with him still made her uneasy; she couldn’t forget their last explosive fallout.

So she stiffened her face deliberately. “That has nothing to do with you. Go back to your business.”