Speak Money Not Love with the Master - Chapter 6

At night, Yang Lin returned: “Sir, after Young Master Xu went to find your aunt, he moved on to drink at the club with his mates in the ASS team. Late into the night, he visited the neighborhood near Li Ze Bridge, to search for Ye Wei.”

“She lives there?”

“Yes.” Yang Lin couldn’t believe it either. A big celebrity like Ye Wei was actually living in a few decades’ old, outdated neighborhood.

Luo Chengyu suddenly erupted with laughter. 

How interesting.

The shooting of <The Seamen> was going to take place in November. Fan He pushed ahead the schedule for all of her work.The next day was the costume and makeup fitting ending with taking pictures. After that was a shoot for a new advertisement endorsing a cosmetic product. Following that was a wrist watches’ event.

On that day when Ye Wei attended the wrist watches’ event, a lot of media groups came. The inside of the shopping mall became impenetrable with the passersby and fans encircling it.  

There were media reporters who directly threw out sensitive questions; all about Xu Zhi’ang.

Ye Wei half-heartedly joked. Since you want to know about it, then why don’t you go and ask Xu Zhi’ang? It’s the Weibo he posted. He’s the one who slandered, after all. 

From the start to conclusion of this matter, she didn’t take any standing and acted as if she had nothing to do with it.

After Xu Zhi’ang came forth, the incident on Weibo was finally under control. However, both ignorant onlookers and aspirers wanted to persist on the matter and chew on the leftover smell of the melon. It was worth it even if it were just the suds. In the age of the internet, even if the talk was based on groundless evidence, it would still let people think that it must have originated from some truth; there was no smoke without fire. This was actually the ultimate aim of those people with bad intentions by leading the topic.

Whether they had a relationship or not, some people mostly just noted the interesting gossip and not the truth itself. Therefore, at this moment, many people thought that Ye Wei and Xu Zhi’ang surely didn’t have a normal relationship.

This was also another reason why Ye Wei had not answered Xu Zhi’ang’s call. He stirred up trouble and resolved it, but the negative side to this matter was that it couldn’t simply vanish into thin air even if he came forth and explained. She’d best avoid contact with him, so as to prevent giving birth to another incident. 

The opening of <The Seamen> was still half a month away. Ye Wei entered her “home-body” mode.

The script for <The Seamen> was excellent. The calligraphy and style of the scriptwriter was exquisite yet also showed god-like craftsmanship, portraying the aura of a magnificent style unmatched in this generation.

<The Seamen> tells the story of three generations of a family, with Ye Wei playing the two roles of a grandparent in the Republican period and grandson in the modern. During the Republican period, the Ye family was a family of seafarers. The Ye family’s merchant ships saved the common people from suffering in the times of turmoil and crisis, and finally returned to their homeland after years of business expansion. Ye Qinglan was this generation’s eldest daughter. Although she was a woman, she could strategize and see overall situations just as if she were a man, raising the greatness of the Ye family to the top.

The story began with Ye Qinglan‘s flashback of memories from the past. Ye Wei had already looked through the script twice before. This time, she was meticulously dissecting the inner self of the character. These past few days, the person she contacted the most was the scriptwriter of <The Seamen>.

When Ye Wei heard the ring of the doorbell, she was shocked for quite a while. She’d stayed at home for a few days. So, at this moment, it seemed as if she might have imagined the sound. No one usually came to her house. The few people who did know the address of her house would usually give her a call before coming.

She scratched her messy hair, impatiently put down the script, feet shuffling into slippers, before she went to get the door. Looking through the peephole, Ye Wei’s body stilled.

The door opened. Luo Chengyu, in noble black dress and a black windbreaker, stared at her with great interest.

Ye Wei awkwardly laughed. She was wearing a heavy down jacket and bedroom clothes. Even her hair hadn’t been washed for two days. No, actually, it was two days without having brushed it. Her face didn’t have makeup applied. Her clear skin, simple yet elegant, was a great contrast from her previous capable and experienced image.

“How did you know I live here?”

Luo Chengyu didn’t reply. He simply stepped inside. Ye Wei wanted to block him but wasn’t able to. He took a few steps before halting. Pitch-black pupils swept across the entirety of the living room. Snacks, clothes, scripts, and photo albums– Things were put everywhere without the least bit of order. The area where a blanket was spread out on the floor, an incomplete jigsaw puzzle with the pieces of the puzzle scattered all over. The entire room… could it truly be used at this point? It was too horrible to describe.

“This, do you not need to call the police?”

(T/N: Luo Chengyu’s internal thoughts: Did a burglar trash the place? )

The corner of Ye Wei’s mouth twitched. “Sorry. It indeed is a little messy.” She was like this whenever she stayed at home, without a care about one’s appearance and placing things wherever she wanted. She believed this is what they called “relaxation”. On this Heaven and Earth, there was only oneself. There was no need to act for others to see. 

Everytime after the period she stayed at home and went out, Fan He would send someone to clean up the rooms for her. She herself wouldn’t come. If she came, it’d become a nagging session about the dirty lifestyle. 

You are still a female celebrity. Did you forget your own dignity? 

At home, who cares about dignity. I’m nothing more than an otaku.

She walked over two steps, picked up the clothes and bags on the ground, turned and kicked the shoes to the side. Then, she took the cup of water next to the jigsaw puzzle to the table. Turning her head, Ye Wei found Luo Chengyu standing still, not having moved at all. He was akin to a sculpture. 

How did this master come to know where she lived? He even cared to raid all of the sudden, catching her unprepared. 

“How did you know I live here?” Ye Wei took the clothes and blankets on the couch into her arms and took out a new, clean one. “My place here is a little bit messy. If you don’t mind, sit here.” 

“I’ll wait for you to tidy up.”

Ye Wei knew Luo Chengyu’s character. So meticulous that it made one’s hair stand up in anger. His house was clean without even a speck of dust while everything was laid out in good order. His things couldn’t be randomly placed into another place. She inadvertently heard about how a servant who’d misplaced a glass got a whole month salary cut when tidying up the wine rack. It was just a glass. How was this called being strict? It was simply abnormal. 

‘A profit-centered robot without any emotions’ was what Ye Wei thought about him.

She carried a pile of clothes to the next room, randomly putting it on top of the pile on the bed. When she came out, she took a rag and wiped the small side table and dining table. Still on the dining table, was the instant noodle box from that morning. She turned her head and met his black, black eyes.

After tidying up the scattered things on the surface, she lifted the mop to mop the floor. She had cleaned her own home once before. But this was something Ye Wei never did again after entering the entertainment circle. 

Half an hour passed before everything was completely cleaned up. Luo Chengyu simply stood there. Other than lifting his feet when she was mopping the floor, he didn’t move a single inch afterwards. Even his position didn’t shift a single half inch. 

At this moment, he was staring at the jigsaw puzzle on the floor. “You pieced them?”

“En, sometimes when it gets busy and my mood gets too tight, I would work on jigsaw puzzles to loosen up.”

“Why are you piecing together a pig?”

“Little Qiao bought it for me. She said it’s to let me preserve my childishness. This is Peppa the Pig, a cartoon character.” 

Haven’t seen it. Don’t know it. Childish. 

After finishing the chores, Ye Wei’s back was full of sweat. At this moment, Master Luo took a step with his noble legs, taking off his jacket and hanging it on the empty rack. Then he went towards the sofa and sat down. Sitting straight, with both legs slightly apart, both hands placed on his knees. Black pupils swept over her. Ye Wei wiped off the sweat on her forehead. “What do you want to drink? Red wine? Water? Tea?”

“Whatever.”

It was harder to deal with whatever. The inside during the third week of October was very gloomy and cold. In the kitchen, Ye Wei took out a jar of tea leaves and made tea using boiled water. After washing it once, she poured new water in and took it to the small side table. 

“My home doesn’t have any good tea. The taste of this broken silver tea is alright.”