Picking Up Fragments

"You have no right to BB (bad-mouth) others here. Do you think bringing a few bodyguards makes you a prince?" Xingmu retorted angrily.

"Heh, ignorant people, I can't be bothered to argue with you." The man sneered twice and added, "If I don't bring bodyguards, my fans would fill up the entire Hongqiao Airport, understand?"

Jiang Siming spoke up at this point: "So, what you're trying to say is that you're so famous and can't stand seeing us smaller celebrities 'putting on airs,' right?"

"You've got it exactly right. Even though I'm young, my life experience and achievements far exceed yours, so take note and learn, young man." As he finished, he attempted to pat Jiang Siming on the shoulder.

However, at only 1.75 meters tall, he couldn't reach, and had to stand on his toes to do so, but Jiang Siming brushed his hand away.

"I don't need to know what kind of celebrity you are. I don't care how thrilling or Hollywood-level your life may have been. All I know is that you should stop meddling in other people's business. Don't act like a busybody; it just makes you look like an idiot."

Jiang Siming had no tolerance for people he disliked, regardless of their celebrity status.

"Hmph! Arrogant fool! I think it's time you learned who I am." The young man then removed his mask, revealing a face...

A face that he likely thought was handsome—a big, round face with rather average features, nothing particularly striking or attractive.

Not only did this grown man have foundation on his face, but he also wore eyeshadow. Overall, the man had nothing to do with the word "handsome" and even had slightly buck teeth.

His appearance vaguely resembled RNG's XDD, with a wide mouth like a catfish and an effeminate demeanor, full of arrogance learned from who knows where.

With that kind of face, not only did he pale in comparison to Jiang Siming, but he didn't even look as good as XDD.

"Who are you?" Jiang Siming asked, genuinely unaware of who the guy was.

"You don't know me? CXK." The man proudly revealed his name.

Jiang Siming immediately laughed, "So, you're CXK, huh?"

Just yesterday, he had been joking with Wei Shen about how he looked like CXK, and now they coincidentally ran into him.

"Now you know who I am, right?" CXK put his mask back on as if afraid that someone would steal a glimpse of his face and gain some huge benefit from it.

"Yeah, yeah, you're that 'Chicken Too Beautiful' guy, right? Your singing is top-notch—everyone across the country is 'praising' you." Jiang Siming said, holding back his laughter.

"Yeah, and you're amazing at basketball too. No wonder you're the NBA's image ambassador." Wei Shen chimed in with a laugh, and the surrounding fans joined in on the laughter.

CXK could clearly hear the sarcasm, but with so many people watching, he didn't dare act out. He shot a vicious glare at Jiang Siming before storming off.

As for why he didn't glare at Wei Shen? Maybe Jiang Siming's appearance made him feel immense pressure and jealousy.

"That young man sure is pretty," Jiang Siming quipped as CXK was leaving.

As if I'd be scared just because you glare at me—what a joke!

"I'll remember you!" CXK said as he left the airport with his entourage of bodyguards.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Old Jiang, you've offended him, is that okay?" Wei Shen asked, concerned.

"What could possibly happen? Is he going to send a lawyer's letter to sue me?" Jiang Siming joked, making Wei Shen laugh and dismiss the matter.

With that small unpleasantness behind them, 4AM spent some more time with their fans before leaving the airport.

"How about taking the club's car back?" Wei Shen suggested to Jiang Siming.

"No need, my girlfriend's picking me up."

"Oh, your real girlfriend is here, huh? Who is she? Let us take a look." Wei Shen asked, curious.

As they were talking, a delicate figure appeared from the parking lot, bringing with her a sweet fragrance as she threw herself into Jiang Siming's arms.

"Senior brother, I missed you~" she said.

Jiang Siming smiled, holding her, "I missed you too. Let me see, did you lose weight?"

"Nope, I gained two pounds~"

"You gained weight? I thought you'd lose weight from missing me so much that you couldn't eat or sleep," Jiang Siming teased.

Wang Xinyi blushed, leaned close to Jiang Siming's ear, and whispered so only the two of them could hear, "I was trying to make my chest a little bigger, so it'd feel better for you to touch, senior brother."

Jiang Siming, after hearing this, couldn't help but think about how he hadn't touched this little girl for over a week and was really longing to.

"Then let's hurry home so I can take a good look at whether you've really gained weight," Jiang Siming said with a wicked smile.

Wang Xinyi, blushing uncontrollably, buried her face in Jiang Siming's chest.

Behind them, Wei Shen and the others looked at this girl, whose beauty was not far behind that of Lin Yoon-ah, feeling quite conflicted.

This girl, apart from looking a bit younger and lacking Lin Yoon-ah's superstar aura and calm, serene demeanor when facing strangers, did not lose out to her in the slightest.

The moment they saw her, Xingmu and Duo Yu felt like they were seeing their first love, like the girl-next-door characters depicted in novels and comics.

But before their beautiful fantasies could even begin, they were shattered.

"Xingmu, I've... fallen out of love again..." Duo Yu leaned on Xingmu's shoulder, 'crying' loudly.

During their five-day trip to London, he had fallen out of love three times—once with a blonde flight attendant, once with Lin Yoon-ah, and now, just as they returned, he was struck down again.

"Am I not the same? Forget it, from now on, it's better to stay away from Brother Jiang. Any woman you fancy will end up being his," Xingmu concluded.

"Alright everyone, we're heading out now, bye."

Jiang Siming waved goodbye to them as he held Wang Xinyi and walked away.

"I'm off too. I need to spend a few days with my Honey Bee, I'll be back at the club tomorrow, guys," Wei Shen, not wanting to stick around, also left to spend time with his girlfriend.

This left Xingmu and Duo Yu, the two big guys, standing there sighing in the wind, feeling lonely.

"Come on, Duo Yu, I'll take you to a club!" Frustrated, Xingmu wanted to find some girls.

Duo Yu was startled and quickly waved his hands, "Are you crazy? If you catch something, your life is over."

"Just kidding, I'll take you for a massage instead. Don't worry, it's a legitimate one."

"Alright, but I want a masseuse with a good figure."

"Deal, how about 36D?"

"That'll do, that'll do."

...

Wang Xinyi had driven Jiang Siming's car to pick him up, and as soon as they got home, Jiang Siming was already finding it hard to control himself. Conveniently, it was just about bedtime.

It had been several days since he'd obtained that orange shard, and if he didn't start 'cultivating' properly, Jiang Siming was afraid he might forget this immortal cultivation manual altogether.

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and after just a week apart, the two of them were glued together like superglue.

As soon as they entered the house, Wang Xinyi kissed Jiang Siming passionately.

Jiang Siming held her slender waist, slowly closed the door, kicked off his shoes, and, without going anywhere, sat right down on the living room sofa with her in his arms.