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If it weren’t for “The Birth of an Employee,” even fewer people in the country would know about this exhibition.

However, since Ji Qingwei was a contestant, Yu Yao had always remembered it.

He stared at the words on the red banner, pausing for a moment, unable to react immediately.

“Let me check,” Xie Che, having some impression of the exhibition due to Yu Yao’s mention, said. “Hey, isn’t this the exhibition your childhood sweetheart participated in? Wow, Si Fuqing actually won first place. What about her?”

“I remember the Ji family has been promoting it. They even sent an invitation to my grandfather,” Xie Che continued.

Yu Yao pressed his lips together, saying nothing.

He looked somewhat dazed, finding everything before him quite surreal.

A few seconds later, Yu Yao finally looked away, his voice sounding cold. “It’s just hype, a common tactic in the entertainment industry.”

“You really don’t understand the entertainment industry. Such hype would be counterproductive if it were fake.” Xie Che logged into Weibo. “Look, she really is first. Her fans visited the exhibition and took pictures. First place, impressive.”

The exhibition was open to public at Glenn in the afternoon. At this time in the Great Xia Empire, it was already evening, and there were already photos in Si Fuqing’s forum.

Evidently, there were Mousses everywhere internationally, with her fanbase steadily growing.

Yet, Si Fuqing winning an award at the International Youth Cultural Exhibition shocked her fans.

Her super topic was filled with bewilderment.

[?! When did this woman participate in an art competition?]

[It’s one thing to participate, but she won an award. Does she even remember she’s a celebrity?]

[Mom, what kind of goddess did I become a fan of!!!]

[Just first place, Si Fuqing, you’re truly remarkable.]

[I’m booking a ticket to Glenn. I have to see this exhibition with my own eyes.]

Yu Yao found himself at a loss for words.

“Really, it feels like she can do everything,” Xie Che remarked in amazement. “Those traditional medicine names and acupuncture points, she could memorize them before the show, but embroidery? When did she learn that? You weren’t just looking in the wrong place before, you were blind.”

Given their close relationship, Xie Che never minced words with Yu Yao.

But this comment struck a raw nerve with Yu Yao.

He took a deep breath. “I never really looked at her properly before.”

“That’s why I say you’re at a disadvantage.” Xie Che sighed deeply. “Honestly, if she were from a prestigious family, she’d be a celestial being, far surpassing your childhood sweetheart.”

“What does this have to do with Qingwei?” Yu Yao said impatiently. “Mention her again, and we’re done.”

If it weren’t for Ji Qingwei saving him, he would’ve perished in that kidnapping incident.

Only the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand held as much regard in his heart as Ji Qingwei.

But towards the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand, he felt more reverence.

“Alright, alright, I won’t mention it.” Xie Che saw Yu Yao was genuinely angry. “Let’s go buy some medicine first.”

Yu Yao remained silent, but an intense feeling named regret was growing within him.

He slowly exhaled, suppressing his emotions, and headed straight to the pharmacy, not sparing another glance at the banners around him.

**

Meanwhile, in Glenn.

At six o’clock.

Si Fuqing arrived punctually at the restaurant the chairman had chosen.

Few people in Glenn knew her, so she didn’t need to wear a mask or sunglasses.

“Come, sit, sit,” the chairman said heartily, having prepared a table full of dishes. “Miss Si, you wouldn’t believe it, that person named Zhuang had the nerve to ask me what was going on. His student plagiarized, and he, as the teacher, claimed ignorance. I can’t believe it.”

Gu Huiyan snorted lightly. “If he really didn’t know, he was deceived by his student, which is pitiful. But let’s not talk about these people today. We’re here to celebrate, let’s have a drink.”

Remembering Yu Xiheng’s words, Si Fuqing chose juice.

“By the way, what are you going to do with that piece of embroidery?” the chairman asked. “It’s worthy of being in the collection hall.”

“I promised someone I’d give it away,” Si Fuqing politely declined. “And it’s not worth collecting, it was just something I embroidered casually.”

The chairman was baffled. “Casually?”

That was indeed quite casual.

He looked at Gu Huiyan, implying that he should try to persuade Si Fuqing.

“Don’t look at me, I tried, it’s useless.” Gu Huiyan also felt pained. “But at least I know the person receiving it, so I can see it whenever I want.”