Hong Kong 1980: Me and the Queen Swapped Clothes

While Fang Yanmei was lost in thought, Lin Qingxia sat opposite her, carefully observing her. Perhaps Fang Yanmei noticed, because she looked away and casually asked, "Aming, what would you do if a girl didn't like you?"

Fang Yanmei thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll give up. I won't pester her and bother her."

Lin Qingxia couldn't help but applaud: "It's wonderful that you think this way. I was worried you'd get too caught up in it and wouldn't be able to get out."

"Sister Xia, you know best sometimes that if you fall in love with someone, it's not easy to get over it quickly. But I'm different. I won't pursue someone who doesn't like me," Fang Yanmei said earnestly.

Brigitte Lin sighed, "Ah Ming has grown up, and I'm very relieved. Next time I'm filming a movie, I'll take you to the set. You begged me for ages last time before I finally got a chance."

"Thank you, Sister Xia," Fang Yanmei said immediately, now she was just having to bite the bullet and deal with whatever came her way.

After Fang Yanmei went back with Qin Ma, Lin Qingxia sat alone in her room for a long, long time. She originally wanted to be the moth drawn to the flame, willing to give everything to pursue the ultimate and perfect love.

However, Fang Yanmei's words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the fire in her heart.

It also cleared Lin Qingxia's mind. Sometimes, the words of young people are more sincere and direct, hitting the essence of things.

If the love she pursues is flawed from the start, how can she expect the love she receives to be perfect?

She rejected the man, ignoring his desperate pleas on the phone. When she heard him say he would wait for her downstairs for three days and three nights, her expression changed: "Even a child knows not to pester someone, causing them trouble and adding to their psychological burden with clinging. Why are you making things so difficult for me? Is your love just about constantly satisfying yourself?"

After hanging up the phone, Brigitte Lin covered her face and burst into tears again.

The Qin family's phone rang.

Aunt Qin knocked on Fang Yanmei's door: "Aming, Aunt Xia said she asked you to deliver something to her. Are you free today?"

Fang Yanmei was sitting on the bed in a daze when she heard this, so she jumped off the bed and put on her clothes. She knew that Lin Qingxia had not asked her for anything, but since she had lied to Qin Ma, it meant that there must be something that required her to go over.

"Being Qin Weiming is really busy. It's not bad to feel needed everywhere," Fang Yanmei couldn't help but think.

When Fang Yanmei arrived at Brigitte Lin's apartment building, she glanced around and could still see some shadowy figures, as well as a handsome man with a melancholy and affectionate expression waiting patiently below. His appearance made Fang Yanmei secretly admire him, thinking, "What a handsome man! But with so many reporters taking pictures of him, is he some big star?"

Thinking of Brigitte Lin's status as a movie star, Fang Yanmei, who had also been taught by Aunt Qin, immediately covered her face and hurriedly walked into the stairwell.

Fortunately, no one noticed an ordinary person.

When Fang Yanmei entered Lin Qingxia's room, the beautiful woman was standing quietly by the window, peeking downstairs through a small gap in the curtains.

"Sister Xia, if you want to see him so badly, just go downstairs and meet him. It'll save you two from staring at each other like that, so lovestruck." Fang Yanmei had a Hong Kong-style "entertainment to the death" spirit, so Lin Qingxia was initially startled. Then, upon hearing it was Fang Yanmei, she playfully slapped Fang Yanmei's arm: "You, Ah Ming, I told you to comfort me, and you come here to scare me!"

"Sister Xia, do you know what kind of scene is down there? I don't know how big a star you are, but there are so many paparazzi down there. They are obviously here because of your scandal with that male star. Has he changed his tactics?" Fang Yanmei asked.

Lin Qingxia looked hesitant and confused; clearly, she was moved again.

Fang Yanmei sighed inwardly. Her loyal nature made it impossible for her to remain indifferent to Lin Qingxia at this time, but she really couldn't stand the beautiful woman's love-struck mind.

Although the handsome guy below is handsome, Brigitte Lin is even more beautiful. Fang Yanmei is a true fan of good looks.

"Ah Ming, say something quickly, I'm afraid if you don't come soon, I'm going to go down and agree to him." Lin Qingxia looked at the man she liked, who was pursuing her downstairs, ignoring the raging criticism in the newspapers and on television. Her heart was both tender and numb, overwhelmed by bitterness and sweetness, leaving her tormented by her reason.

At this difficult moment, Brigitte Lin chose to invite Qin Weiming over, but Fang Yanmei was the one who came instead.

"Sister Xia, there's nothing I can say about this kind of thing, because it's no use saying anything now. You just need to do what you want to do, just like that man downstairs, he's doing what he wants to do too. And—" Fang Yanmei plopped down on the sofa.

Lin Qingxia glared at her: "And what? Just tell me already, don't keep me in suspense, you're driving me crazy!"

Looking at Lin Qingxia, Fang Yanmei casually tapped her empty teacup: "Sister Xia, I haven't had a drop of tea from you since I came in."

"Ah Ming, how did you become so mean! Mom, where are the tea bags?" Lin Qingxia stomped her feet in anger, but there was nothing she could do but go outside and call her mother to find the tea leaves.

"No, I want Sister Xia to brew it for me herself." However, Fang Yanmei quickly got Lin Qingxia under her thumb.

Lin Qingxia was truly angry now. She stepped forward and pinched Fang Yanmei's waist hard, causing Fang Yanmei to scream. This drew Lin's mother's attention: "Aming, oh dear, Qingxia, why are you bullying Aming? Aming came to deliver something to you out of kindness, how can you treat her like this!"

Lin Qingxia hastily released her grip, stammering, "No, I was just joking around with her, I didn't use much force."

As a result, Fang Yanmei, with tears in her eyes, lifted her long sleeves and pretended to show Lin's mother that Qin Weiming's skin, which was originally fair, was now swollen and red around his waist. This infuriated Lin's mother, who reached out to hit Lin Qingxia on the back: "How can you bully a child like this? Ah, apologize to A-Ming right now!"

"It's alright, it's alright, no need for Sister Xia to apologize. It was my fault for being disrespectful and asking Sister Xia to make me tea." Fang Yanmei deliberately used her green tea skills in front of Lin's mother.

Lin's mother felt even more embarrassed: "Ah Ming, it's all my fault for spoiling Qingxia. If only she were as sensible as you. Sigh, you must stay home for dinner today. Auntie will make you some big yellow croaker."

"Thank you, Auntie! I'm in for a treat today!" Fang Yanmei smiled as she saw Lin's mother off, then turned to Lin Qingxia: "Sister Xia, are you in the mood to make me some tea now?"