Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

The two updates were like pebbles thrown into a lake, instantly causing a huge stir on the Internet.

Quan Jiuxi grabbed Xi Lanxiu's wrist and stood up: "Let's go."

"Where?"

"Let's go home." She pulled him towards the emergency exit, the hem of her burgundy dress rustling as it brushed the ground. "If we don't leave now, the reporters will be blocking the door soon."

Xi Lanxiu took her hand in his, and the warmth of their palms against each other was startling. They walked through a corridor cluttered with props, the green emergency exit light flashing at the end, like a guide in the dark night.

When he ran downstairs, the evening breeze blew over with the fragrance of flowers. Quan Jiuxi suddenly stopped and turned to look at him.

"Xi Lanxiu," she looked up at him, the halo of the street lamp shattered into stars in her eyes, "If you win the competition in the future, I can hug you openly."

Xi Lanxiu chuckled softly, stretched out his hands to pull her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head: "Not only that, you can still hug me even if you lose, although, I'm not very good at it."

Faint voices could be heard in the distance, probably fans who heard the news and rushed over.

Xi Lanxiu took her hand and ran towards the parking lot. Their laughter mixed with the evening breeze, leaving a long tail in the silent night.

Outside the car window, the neon lights of the city were rapidly receding, and on the hands holding each other inside the car, a sapphire ring and the butterfly diamonds around the neck were shining softly in the darkness.

As soon as the car drove out of the parking lot, Quan Jiuxi's cell phone vibrated wildly, and the name "Lin Tian" jumped on the screen.

She glanced at Xi Lanxiu who was in the driver's seat. He was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and his other hand had not yet let go of her palm. His fingertips were stroking the ring on her ring finger. The smile at the corner of his lips was like it was soaked in honey, and even his ears were faintly red.

"Answer it." Xi Lanxiu tilted his head to glance at her, the indulgence in his eyes almost overflowing.

Quan Jiuxi swiped the answer button and deliberately held the phone farther away. She knew Lin Tian's voice too well, and sure enough, the next second, a deafening roar exploded from the receiver: "My ancestors! What did you do!!!"

The sound waves hit his face through the air. Quan Jiuxi rubbed his ears subconsciously and said in a calm tone as if he was talking about the weather: "Don't shout, your eardrum will burst."

"How could I not yell?" Lin Tian's voice was filled with tears, anxious and angry. "Do you know that the server has crashed three times? The PR department is like a frying pan of ants right now. How could you be so reckless—"

"I don't think it's reckless," Quan Jiuxi interrupted, tapping her knee lightly with her fingertips. "My fans have been watching me all the way here. They know I hate hiding things. As for the impact," she glanced sideways at Xi Lanxiu, who happened to be looking back at her. Their eyes met with a smile, "I believe in your ability, Manager Lin."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and then Lin Tian's voice with a laugh came: "You... I really can't do anything about you."

The rustling sound of keyboards could be heard, probably because they were urgently dealing with public opinion.

"Since the situation has come to this, I'm going to suppress the trending searches first. You two... stop posting anything for now and stay home."

"Yeah." Quan Jiuxi responded and was about to hang up when he heard Lin Tian suddenly gasp and her voice changed tone: "Wait! Jiuxi, check the super topic!"

She opened the social software in confusion, and the top 20 hot searches were almost all "Quan Jiuxi and Xi Lanxiu's official announcement"

"Nine Blue CP is real"

Clicking into the newly created "Nine Blue CP" super topic, the number of followers has exceeded 50,000. The latest post is a high-definition photo of the two of them on the red carpet, with the caption: "From the eyes to the rings, it's all evidence! My CP is real!"

Lin Tian's voice was filled with incredible joy. "You two are so popular...it's even more popular than winning the world championship! Wait, Xi's Group has released new updates!"

Quan Jiuxi clicked on the notification and saw a new endorsement photo on Xi's Jewelry's official account. She was wearing a haute couture gown and the same butterfly necklace she had worn at the awards ceremony. The caption was simple yet powerful: "Xi's Jewelry global spokesperson @Quan Jiuxi, cheering for the young lady."

"Young... Young Madam?" Lin Tian's voice was trembling. "Are the Xi family directly recognizing each other as relatives? I heard that Mr. Xi is most opposed to people in the entertainment industry. How could it be..."

Quan Jiuxi recalled the last time she went to the Xi family for dinner. Old Master Xi played three games of chess with her with a stern face. In the end, he stuffed the ancestral jade pendant into her hand and muttered, "You are more pleasing to the eye than those delicate little girls." She couldn't help but curl her lips: "Maybe he thinks I am better at chess than him."

Quan Jiuxi heard Xiaoyi's laughter, his tone flustered and excited. "Sir, this is killing me. Su Miao just posted the secretly taken photos, and the comments section was full of 'Thank you sister for the solid evidence!' She's now deleted her account!"

Quan Jiuxi paused, a hint of coldness flashing across his eyes.

She leaned back in her chair, looking at the rapidly receding street outside the window, and suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "It seems that our official announcement is more effective than expected."

"That's because they know," Xi Lanxiu turned his head to look at her, the tenderness in his eyes could drown people, "my girlfriend deserves everyone's blessings."

The car stopped steadily downstairs of the apartment building. Just as the two of them entered the elevator, Quan Jiuxi's phone lit up again. It was a message from the team group. Ying Jia sent a red envelope with the message: "Congratulations, Sister Xi, for finding your partner! Next time there's a chance, ask Lan Shen to buy you milk tea!"

Quan Jiuxi smiled and replied "OK", then turned around and bumped into Xi Lanxiu's arms.

The elevator door slowly closed, isolating the noise from the outside world. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his voice low and hoarse:

"Now, I'm going to exercise my boyfriend's rights."

The moonlight from outside the window streamed into the living room, stretching the embrace of their figures. The online revelry continued, but their night had just begun.