CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 492 - 484: Some Worries

Film set, break room

Ye and Lv, having just finished shooting a variety show segment, were immediately dragged off to film another show.

"Sister Yezi, I really want milk tea!"

"Drinking that will make you gain weight!"

"I know, but I still want it!"

"I’ll ask someone to buy you AD calcium milk instead!"

"Ah! No, I don’t want that, I’m not a baby, I want pearl milk tea."

Seeing Lv Fangxin’s spoiled and willful demeanor, Ye Yuwei had no choice but to instruct the assistant to buy it.

"So unhappy, so unhappy!" Fangxin kicked the floor with her cute boots.

"I miss Yinghan!"

"Yeah! We haven’t seen each other for over two months."

Lv Fangxin pouted in frustration, feeling conflicted, too timid to visit her friend.

Even making a phone call or sending a video required cautious deliberation.

"When we disband, there won’t be so many haters anymore!"

"No way, I don’t want us to disband. We should always stay together, I can’t bear to leave Sister Yezi."

Lv Fangxin threw herself into Ye Yuwei’s arms, soft and fragrant.

The latter felt slightly uncomfortable but couldn’t push her away.

"Fangxin, everything will get better. You’re about to become a real superstar."

"Actually, I’m quite scared. I can’t act, I can’t sing or dance. What will I do without you all?"

Fangxin leaned her head on Yuwei’s shoulder, melancholic and worried.

Her beautiful little face rubbed gently, resembling a kitten seeking its owner’s approval.

Ye Yuwei breathed in the scent of roses, feeling suffocated, wanting to shout: Save me!

She didn’t dare turn her head to look at Fangxin, afraid their eyes might meet.

Huff!

"Fangxin, stop it. My ear feels so itchy."

"I’m going to keep doing it. You don’t even pay much attention to me; you’re closer to Mengqi than to me."

With that, Fangxin suddenly swung in front of Yuwei, hanging her arms around Yuwei’s neck.

Her misty, dark eyes revealed a mix of scrutiny, anger, and curiosity.

"What are you imagining?"

"Sister Yezi, I’m sorry. Don’t be mad, I was overthinking."

"Fine, but no more wild guesses in the future."

"Oh! Sister Yezi, you’re so cute when you’re mad!"

Ye Yuwei pulled away from her, grabbing the rose tea on the table and taking a sip.

"What nonsense! Remember, I’m your elder sister. If anyone’s going to be cute, it’s you."

"But you really are cute!"

Lv Fangxin clung to her like a clingy little demon, grabbing her hand and interlocking their fingers.

Ye Yuwei felt the warmth coming through Fangxin’s palm, sensing her nervousness.

"Yuwei, I really feel like running to the desert or the snowy mountains, like eloping."

Lv Fangxin murmured into Yuwei’s ear, her voice soft and fleeting.

But Yuwei could clearly hear every word.

Ye Yuwei felt her head spinning!

"Fangxin, stop messing around, there’s definitely something off about you today."

"I am off. I’m upset, I’m sad, I want to make a fuss, I want to scream and shout."

Ye Yuwei pressed her hand against her forehead, feeling like she was going crazy.

What was it about the girls around her? Why were they all so odd!

"Sister Yezi..."

"What now!"

Startled by Lv Fangxin suddenly leaning closer, Ye Yuwei almost knocked over the chair.

"I want you to hug me gently."

"I..."

After a moment’s thought, Ye Yuwei reluctantly pulled the wilful young girl into her arms.

Lv Fangxin leaned softly against her, warm and tender.

Ye Yuwei felt extremely tense; her palms were sweaty, her entire body was flushed with heat.

Fortunately, the crew called them over to start filming.

Ye Yuwei finally escaped the awkwardness that had her blushing and sweating head to toe.

Still, it affected her state of mind; she kept zoning out during recording.

Finally, they returned to the villa.

The misty air hung, droplets like pearls rolling onto the ground.

Ye Yuwei rubbed her hair vigorously; the warmth of the water helped her feel more awake.

By the time she emerged in her pajamas, Zhang Zijing had already returned.

"So tired!"

"Zijing, have some tea. I just brewed it."

"Alright! Yezi, why are you showering at this hour?"

"The smell from the film set bothers me—I wanted to wash it off."

Ye Yuwei said while sitting in a chair, taking a pistachio, peeling it, and popping it into her cherry-red lips.

"Yezi, you’re acting so sweet today."

"When am I not sweet? It’s just you lot always acting like lunatics, failing to behave like idols."

"No way! Usually, you eat things differently—today you seem more ladylike."

Ye Yuwei froze mid-motion as she reached for another pistachio, unable to eat or put it down without losing face.

"You, go shower already! I need to study our show’s homework."

"Wow, why so bossy!"

Zijing was baffled but headed to the bathroom anyway.

Ye Yuwei returned to the table, quickly drinking a large gulp of rose tea.

She didn’t want any more misunderstandings.

"Ye Yuwei, you’re playing with fire."

"You’re the leader of Huaxia’s top girl group."

"You absolutely cannot afford any scandals or disharmony within the team."

Ye Yuwei slowly regained her calm, exuding an icy aura.

Outside, the drizzle began.

Zijing emerged from the shower, her hair still damp, glistening with droplets.

"Yezi, is something wrong today? Is it Fangxin?"

"Zijing, she and I are just sisters. I won’t assign another kind of sentiment to our relationship."

Zijing gazed solemnly at her, as if trying to gauge the truth within her words.

"Once, I thought a part of my heart belonged to her, felt a flutter because of her—but I was wrong."

"Zijing, all I want now is to spend the next two years in the group with you."

Zijing grabbed Ye Yuwei’s hand: "Yezi, is that what you truly feel? Honestly, I’ve hesitated for a long time, always wanting to ask you but afraid—afraid you wouldn’t want to be my friend anymore."

"How could that happen? You’re my closest friend. With you, I’ve felt things I’ve never felt before."

"Yezi, I once thought it was just the unique environment of the training base that made us friends, and later, it was because you needed me—we were assigned to the same dormitory."

Ye Yuwei picked up the towel draped over Zijing’s shoulder, wiping away the dangling water droplets.

Her eyes reflected a shimmering light: "We’re friends who connect on a soul-deep level."

"Mm!" Zhang Zijing’s tears instantly streamed down.

She had thought she could face their friendship calmly.

Even when separated, she believed she’d treat it as a beautiful dream—but that wasn’t the case.

"Yezi, you and Mr. Long and Wu Jingxiang..."

"Zijing, you know what I want most—I don’t want to fade like fireworks, dazzling briefly and then disappearing without a trace."

Zijing stared solemnly at Yuwei.

She knew that not even she could change this ambitious girl’s determination.

Ye Yuwei’s obsession stemmed from the miseries of her childhood and adulthood.

With a sigh, Zijing gently embraced her: "Yuwei, we will definitely become big stars!"

"We will! We must seize every opportunity. I’ve seen through this industry."

Ye Yuwei smiled coldly, her gaze sharp as a knife: "It’s nothing but a marketplace of mutual exploitation and deception."