CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 36 - 34: Cousin Sets Up a Gathering

"Teacher Wu, how much does Mr. Dongfang charge?" Ye Yuwei asked embarrassedly on the way back, guessing that her face must be red all the way to her neck.

"One-on-one teaching for one hour per class, followed by three hours of practice with others. You can pay 800 yuan per class, 13 classes a month."

Wu Jingxiang’s words made Yuwei breathe a sigh of relief. The price was much lower than she had expected, which clearly meant he had given her a big discount. But even so, she found it difficult to afford.

"Yuwei, if you’re struggling this month, you can pay the tuition next month."

"No, I’m not struggling," Ye Yuwei forced a smile. She had her principles.

Teacher Wu and Mr. Dongfang had both helped her so much; being in debt for tuition fees would be utterly unacceptable.

Wu Jingxiang smiled but said no more.

Before getting out of the car, Wu Jingxiang said, "Yuwei, I have some cosmetics in the backseat. Take them and use them; they were gifts from some of my friends."

"Oh no, Teacher Wu, I can’t take your things."

"Just take them! I don’t like using cosmetics at all. There’s a pile of them at my house, and when they expire, I just throw them away. You using them won’t be a waste."

Hearing this, Ye Yuwei hesitated. "Alright then, Teacher Wu, thank you."

Ye Yuwei knew it wasn’t quite right, but she didn’t want to refuse, afraid the other person might think too much.

After taking the cosmetics and saying goodbye to Teacher Wu, Ye Yuwei looked at the items and let out a sigh of relief.

The most expensive was just a bottle of foundation worth about 1,300 or 1,400 yuan. These items were far from the quality used by the "small rich ladies" in her group.

"Yuwei, you’re back!"

"Mm!"

"Wow! Did you win the lottery today? Why did you buy such expensive cosmetics?"

Li Jiaqi curiously looked at the items Yuwei had brought back.

"I didn’t hit the jackpot. Someone didn’t want them, so I brought them back to use."

"Ah! Who was it? Was it that Teacher Wu?"

Ye Yuwei nodded.

"How could someone give up such good cosmetics!" Li Jiaqi was obviously a little jealous.

"Haha! You think they’re good, but to her, she probably doesn’t even spare them a glance. Teacher Wu uses high-end Chanel No. 5. These are likely gifts from her admirers."

Ye Yuwei said this deliberately to keep Li Jiaqi from overthinking. If she showed gratitude toward Teacher Wu, she feared Jiaqi might sulk for days.

"You have a sharp nose, recognizing even the perfume she uses. Is someone like Teacher Wu, a true mature queen, as fragrant as you imagine?" Li Jiaqi said as she came closer, hugging Ye Yuwei with a teasing look.

"Jiaqi, if you keep this up, I’ll get mad. Teacher Wu genuinely helped me."

"Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean it that way. I was just worried you’d be fooled."

"What do I have worth fooling? No money, no looks."

"No money is true, but no looks? That’s not right! Your adorable face could charm anyone!"

"Hey! Stop it! Don’t tease me."

The two, who had a slight conflict earlier, began to play around. Li Jiaqi pinned Ye Yuwei on the couch, constantly tickling her.

"Jiaqi! Jiaqi! Stop it! I can’t take it anymore. I have dinner with my cousin tonight!"

"Alright! I’ll let you off today." Li Jiaqi finally stopped.

The night in Shenghai was enchanting and beautiful.

Dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, Ye Yuwei arrived at the agreed-upon location.

When she entered the private room, she saw a girl seated at the head of the table, with exquisite makeup and radiant as autumn cherry blossoms. It was Galaxy’s top artist, Xia Jin, stage name "Little Juzi."

But in an instant, Yuwei’s face stiffened. She also spotted Lu Bingbing, Yu Qingjia, Zhang Yu, and Duan Yuxin there.

"Yuwei, come over and sit." Xia Jin personally called her over.

Ye Yuwei quickly adjusted her expression and sat down with a smile.

"I invited everyone here because it’s been a while since we last gathered. Also, Yuwei and I will be acting in a drama together, so this meal is to celebrate Yuwei landing the new role." Xia Jin, Galaxy’s leading figure, had the power to hold the room with her words.

"Yuwei, I want to thank you for what you did last time. As professional artists, we must follow the rules. Thankfully, you stayed calm and didn’t leave, preserving Galaxy’s reputation." Lu Bingbing stood and grabbed Yuwei’s hand, speaking sincerely.

"Yes, Yuwei, we acted impulsively last time. We’ve already admitted our mistake to the company," Yu Qingjia added with equal sincerity.

Ye Yuwei knew their words weren’t genuine. But as Galaxy’s top artists extended kindness, she had to reciprocate; otherwise, she’d come off as foolish.

"I actually wanted to leave with everyone, too. Shenghai TV Station is indeed unreasonable. But in the end, I thought I should give everyone a cushion, so I stayed." Ye Yuwei smiled warmly.

"Yuwei, you’re mature and thoughtful. It’s no wonder you’ve gotten so many resources lately." Yu Qingjia said with a smile.

"I just got lucky. In terms of real ability, Sister Yu, you’re much better."

"Haha, Yuwei is too humble. Since we’ve said so much, let’s all raise a glass to Little Juzi sister!"

"Today, we thank her for arranging this gathering so that we could clear the air."

Yu Qingjia raised her glass with enthusiasm, prompting others to follow suit.

Xia Jin gave a modest smile and raised her glass, saying:

"Thank you all for honoring me. Actually, I’m just a second-generation member, so the person most deserving of a toast here is Sister Lu, our eternal captain."

Everyone raised their glasses again to toast Lu Bingbing.

"Little Juzi, you’re too kind. As the big sister here, I’ve failed to set an example. I’ve squandered away so many years and still remain in our little niche."

Lu Bingbing said, her 24-year-old face showing an unexpected sense of weary sadness.

"Big sister, don’t say that. Your contributions to Galaxy are clear to everyone." Zhang Yu was also somewhat choked up, and the others joined in their praise.

"Haha! What’s wrong with me? Let’s not spoil the mood with sad words. Everyone, drink up!"

The group’s spirits lifted as they continuously toasted one another.

"Yuwei, it’s quite lucky you were selected this time. This drama’s quality is really good, and so many companies wanted to insert people into it!" Xia Jin’s flushed face turned to Yuwei with a smile.

"It felt like a dream at first. I still can’t believe they picked me."

As Yuwei spoke, Xia Jin kept staring into her eyes as if trying to discern something.

"Yuwei, the production crew you’ll join soon is very complex. Be cautious in how you handle things there."

"I’ll just follow your lead, Little Juzi sister." Ye Yuwei replied with a smile.

"Haha! Your role isn’t large, and we don’t have many scenes together. Opportunities to meet on set will be rare." Xia Jin explained with a smile.

"Ah!" Ye Yuwei said in surprise.

"Still, don’t worry. If anything comes up, you can always find me."

"Alright, thank you, Little Juzi sister."

The dinner was harmonious, and everyone was laughing and chatting when they returned to the center.

But Ye Yuwei understood that it was all just surface-level. None of them would truly confide in her.

She was a sudden disruptor, breaking the "rules" of this year’s selection process.

"Mr. Shen, I didn’t glean anything. It seems Ye Yuwei really doesn’t know someone is propping her up."

"Alright then, thank you, Xia Jin. Some things aren’t suitable for us to ask directly."

"Mr. Shen, there’s no need for formalities. I’m part of the company too."

After exchanging pleasantries, Xia Jin ended the call, her face revealing a cold smirk.

In reality, she didn’t care much about the company’s internal harmony, nor did she want new talent to emerge, which would dilute her own resources.

The only reason she was willing to attend was that she’d heard rumors about Ye Yuwei’s ties to a powerful capital figure from Shenghai.

Although Xia Jin was Galaxy’s star artist, her resources were sparse. Wanting to secure a higher connection was her motive for arranging tonight’s gathering.

But now, it seemed the rumors might have been false.