CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 460 - 452: The Voice Calling for Help

Galaxy

"Nanny Ma, why are you still watching that ’Legend of Huanhuan’?"

"Xu Mengchen, are you sick? Stop calling me Nanny!"

Ma Xiaohui was utterly disgusted by Xu Mengchen’s behavior.

The two of them were paired as a commercial CP this year and ended up living together.

The former loved watching ’Legend of Huanhuan,’ claiming to be Imperial Consort Xi, while the latter constantly mocked her as Nanny Ma.

Ma Xiaohui sneered, "You look down on me, but you can’t climb higher yourself! People would rather take a one-week friend over you."

"What do you even know about our relationship? Your bootlicking elder sister doesn’t even care about you either."

"No, the elder sister looks down on you instead. Last year, we were awarded ’Wings of Steel.’"

"Ugh, and do you even know why she never acted with you again after that one gig?"

Seeing Ma Xiaohui’s puffed-up and baffled face, Xu Mengchen laughed with disgust and triumph:

"Because the elder sister saw that you stuffed sanitary pads and steamed buns into the same bag. Getting close to you always smells like salted fish."

"And even though you’ve had surgery and bathe every day, that stench of BO still lingers."

"You wore sleeveless performance outfits while dancing; the elder sister nearly vomited from the smell."

Xu Mengchen grew increasingly giddy. She thrived on bullying.

Ma Xiaohui was trembling with rage at this point. If she hadn’t lost physical fights with Xu Mengchen multiple times, she’d already started a brawl.

"Xu Mengchen, do you really think you’re any better? Vain and shameless."

"All the clothes you wear are counterfeit, bought online, yet you act like some fashionista."

Ma Xiaohui gleefully observed Xu Mengchen’s livid expression.

"And the way you flirt with fans."

"At the last performance, you dressed so provocatively that even the wealthy fanboys in the front row were too embarrassed to look at you. Where’s your shame?"

"No matter how bold you get with stripping, you won’t make it big. You simply don’t have what it takes. You’re already 25, a washed-up auntie!"

Ma Xiaohui’s words hit Xu Mengchen like daggers, especially that last jab.

As an idol, her prime years had passed, and 25 really did mark the start of decline.

"Ma Xiaohui, damn it, I’ll fight you to the death. I’ve had enough!"

"...What are you doing? Are you crazy? Why the hell are you grabbing there?"

"Ah! Bang!"

The two of them fought like madwomen in the room.

Next door

"This is disgusting! This company is the pits! Forcing them to act as a CP just for money."

Wang Yiran slammed the table in frustration, but there was nothing she could do.

"Let them squabble! If you don’t smack them for three days, they both start itching all over!"

Yu Qingjia was equally exasperated. At first, people tried to mediate, but now, no one even bothered.

"Qingjia, Ma Xiaohui had a point; we shouldn’t wear outfits like those for performances."

"I know. Mengchen is desperate now—her age is catching up."

"I understand. But besides being idols, we’re still human. It’s one thing for others to degrade us, but we can’t degrade ourselves. If fame eludes us, we’ll treat this as just chasing a dream."

Wang Yiran looked at Yu Qingjia with serious and sorrowful eyes, but what stood out more was her resolve.

"Exactly. We’ve done our best, but some success heavily relies on fate—more than effort. We’re not Dragon Princess, after all."

"You know, how did she get so lucky? She just shot to stardom instantly."

"It’s not just her. Every single one of those eleven girls is ridiculously lucky. We’ve endured for so many years, yet still can’t break through."

The two fell silent for a moment. Ever since Ye Yuwei became famous, all the Galaxy Girls had been restless.

Bam!

The door burst open suddenly.

Disheveled, wearing torn clothes with scratches on her body, Xu Mengchen stumbled in.

"Sister Qingjia, I can’t take it anymore! Can’t we get rid of a piece of trash?"

"...Wah-wah! I’m so miserable. Look at what she’s done to me."

Wang Yiran looked at Xu Mengchen’s tearful, pitiful act and felt an overwhelming urge to kick her out.

It was the same every time. She always came over to play the victim.

"Xu Mengchen, what are you trying to pull here? Are you planning to stage a witch fight for everyone every day?"

"Yiran, I don’t want this either, but Ma Xiaohui bullies me too much. Always hitting me with snide remarks."

Snuggled in Yu Qingjia’s arms, Xu Mengchen painted herself as a pitiful little kitten.

"Mengchen, stop crying. Go wash your face and get to bed," Yu Qingjia said, trying her best to console her.

Suddenly, a piercing scream came from Ma Xiaohui’s room: "Ah! Help! Somebody help!"

All three froze briefly before bolting out the door.

They found Ma Xiaohui, clothes torn, curled up in the corner of her bed, trembling.

"What’s going on?" Yu Qingjia asked, scanning the small room suspiciously.

"Cockroach! There’s a cockroach!"

"...Ma Xiaohui, I’m warning you not to test my patience. If you keep making a fuss, I’ll slap you so hard your sanitary pads will fly across the room."

An enraged Wang Yiran rushed over.

She grabbed Ma Xiaohui by the hair and dragged her off the messy bed.

The smug, gloating Xu Mengchen barely had time to savor her moment before Wang Yiran grabbed her arm and threw her next to Ma Xiaohui: "If you two dare fight again, I’ll strip you both naked and throw you in the bathroom for exhibition."

Both of them shuddered in terror. Wang Yiran was a lunatic capable of anything.

What they didn’t anticipate was that the commotion had been accidentally broadcast live.

Chen Xingyu, who had been streaming nearby, shot a mortified glance outside.

The livestream channel, which barely had a handful of viewers, suddenly exploded with comments.

Everyone was asking what had just happened.

Awkward and tongue-tied, Chen Xingyu, who only knew how to dance diligently, found herself completely stumped, unable to respond.

While Xu Mengchen and Ma Xiaohui fought intensely on regular days, truth be told, they were both part of the same clique—the most influential one within headquarters.

Crossing them meant kissing goodbye to any chance of performing.

The reality of Galaxy now was worlds apart from before.

The old Galaxy had "scholar-officials" whose word was law.

While they committed plenty of dirty deeds, they at least kept performance selections relatively fair.

But after years of operation, the company succumbed to a universal fate seen in entertainment businesses.

The most popular stars in the hierarchy held disproportionate power.

There was no choice; the company depended on them for profits!

As a result, Yu Qingjia and her faction wielded significant influence over performances.

Even if the company enforced inclusivity, they had ways to ensure unfavorable individuals couldn’t succeed.

In response, the company implemented numerous reforms in performance management.

Chen Xingyu, originally an ardent fan of "Tuan Tuan" from the first generation, lucked into becoming a second-generation trainee.

She practiced diligently and worked hard on public appearances.

By rights, with her experience, she wouldn’t have been relegated to such a dire situation.

With almost no fans, five or six years into her career, she remained a marginalized performer.

At times, she was even sidelined entirely.

It all boiled down to her inability to navigate relationships and stubborn tendencies.

She couldn’t integrate into Lu Bingbing’s small clique.

Though hardworking, Chen Xingyu lacked talent—she couldn’t even apply makeup properly.

Her fan base was pitifully small. But she didn’t stir trouble or compete for attention.

Even when mistreated, she refrained from speaking out. At first, people thought this was an act.

Over time, they realized she really was just a "hardworking good person."

So, out of respect for her generation-two status, no one bothered her much.

Lu Bingbing found her situation tragic and insisted she be given stage time.

Even Yu Qingjia eventually accepted allowing this almost invisible figure to dance on stage,

which is why Chen Xingyu quickly ended her livestream upon sensing trouble.

However, the ever-resourceful fans saved and archived the broadcast regardless.