Can’t Wait Even a Month

The sudden question left the stylist bewildered.

The once glamorous and radiant star sat silently in her chair, her eyes vacant and expression blank, as if trapped in some kind of dilemma.

The stylist glanced at her phone and finally understood what was going on with Qiao Sisi. She cautiously asked, “Sisi, are you dealing with something troubling?”

Such an expression couldn’t just be from a minor burn, right?

Hearing her name, Qiao Sisi’s eyes finally focused, and she nodded slightly.

The stylist then heard her say, “He’s going to marry someone else.”

Qiao Sisi’s voice was soft and calm, but the stylist could hear the sadness in it.

Qiao Sisi’s gossip had already caused a storm online, and the stylist had heard about it. Now, she immediately knew who ‘he’ was.

Fang Zhou is getting married? To whom?

For the sake of her job, the stylist decided to suppress her curiosity and burning gossip instincts, focusing instead on comforting the distressed star.

She gently patted Qiao Sisi’s shoulder and said softly, “Sisi, you’re amazing, and so is he. It’s just that fate wasn’t on your side.”

“Try to see it from a different perspective.”

Fate wasn’t on their side.

Those four words pierced Qiao Sisi’s heart like needles.

How could fate not be on their side?

She and Fang Zhou had met first. They were young and full of life, just eighteen or nineteen, brimming with energy and vitality.

Their meeting seemed like destiny, sparking a connection between their young hearts.

Back then, they were in their prime, filled with dreams and hopes for the future.

They were each other’s first love.

During those pure and beautiful times, they shared their deepest thoughts and emotions, their joys and sorrows.

They were honest and open with each other, giving their hearts completely. Every smile, every hug was filled with sweetness and warmth.

Fang Zhou had feelings for her too. His care and attention were meticulous and tender, making her feel cherished. His eyes held deep affection and love, impossible to ignore.

How could fate not be on their side?

No, she had to find Fang Zhou and ask if this was true.

Her fingers tapped on her phone screen, finding Fang Zhou’s number in her contacts and dialing it. But the cold, unfeeling electronic voice reminded her that she had been blocked.

WeChat messages were also met with exclamation marks.

The glaring red color felt like a mockery of her helplessness, both jarring and uncomfortable.

The phone’s dark screen reflected her own image, and suddenly, she felt a chill and began to tremble uncontrollably.

She closed her eyes, trying to calm herself.

But the darkness didn’t bring clarity; instead, it brought a series of fantasies.

Qiao Sisi felt like she was entering a foggy forest, the eerie atmosphere and occasional strange noises surrounded by monsters ready to devour her. The first attacker had Qin Yun’s face.

She picked up a weapon to fight back, but as the blade fell, Qin Yun’s face suddenly turned into the one she loved most.

A cunning glint flashed in his eyes, thinking she wouldn’t have the heart to strike.

But Qiao Sisi’s resolve was stronger than ever.

She saw herself delivering the fatal blow.

“Hehehe, hahaha.”

A strange laugh escaped Qiao Sisi’s lips, startling the stylist.

“FUCK YOU! Scumbag and slut!”

Getting married? Did they ask her?

The sudden outburst of profanity from Qiao Sisi’s mouth shocked the stylist even more.

Though known for her fiery temper and a bit of drama, she had never heard Qiao Sisi curse like this.

It was clear that deep love had turned into deep hatred.

The stylist had planned to offer more comforting words, but seeing this, she quickly closed her mouth.

Qiao Sisi suddenly opened her eyes, staring straight ahead, as if making a firm decision.

“Sister, could you please call my manager? I need to talk to her.”

The stylist blinked, finding Qiao Sisi’s red-eyed appearance a bit frightening. She quickly ran out to get the manager, leaving Qiao Sisi alone, staring at her reflection with a sinister smile.

Not long after, Manager Zhu rushed in, grabbing Qiao Sisi’s shoulders and asking, “Sisi, are you okay? What’s wrong?”

The stylist had said Qiao Sisi seemed possessed, urging her to come quickly. Zhu had even abandoned a new ad deal to rush over.

Qiao Sisi’s body was shaken a few times. She raised her hand to stop Zhu and asked seriously, “Sister Zhu, if I were to get married, how many bridesmaids should I have?”

“What??!”

Zhu felt like she was choking on her own saliva.

“I said, if I were to get married, should I have four bridesmaids or six?”

Qiao Sisi blinked her big eyes, like a student earnestly asking a teacher.

“Hiss~”

Zhu took a deep breath, finally calming herself.

She patted her chest and glared at Qiao Sisi.

“What nonsense are you talking about? You’re not getting married anytime soon! These years are your career’s golden period. How can you think about marriage?”

Qiao Sisi had many male fans, hardcore fanboy fans. Didn’t she know that?

Even though her acting was commendable, as a popular star, getting married would cost her a lot of resources and fans.

Only someone not thinking clearly would consider marriage now.

In Zhu’s incredulous gaze, Qiao Sisi slowly shook her head.

Her voice was low, her words clear, each one piercing Zhu’s ears.

“I’m serious. I want to marry Fang Zhou.”

Zhu suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, both from Qiao Sisi’s words and from the hardships she had endured over the years.

“If you get married, the company will have to pay millions in compensation. Wait a few years until the contract period is over. Save that money and enjoy life.”

And the losses from her marriage would be far more than just a few million.

Why get involved in such a mess now?

Qiao Sisi shook her head again and said, “No, I can’t wait two years.”

She couldn’t even wait a month.

If Fang Zhou married Qin Yun and really abandoned her, she would feel like dying.

And if he could marry Qin Yun, why couldn’t he marry her?

Qiao Sisi had made up her mind. If Qin Yun could propose, so could she.

And she would do it at Qin Yun’s meticulously planned ceremony, taking back what was hers.

tln : letsgo, Han Xin has started war.