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Before knowing Zhou Weiwei, Li Weiyi was an internet celebrity. Because of his status as the youngest son of Zhongtian Group’s boss, he was acquainted with quite a few minor celebrities in the entertainment circle, and there were entertainment companies that had offered him contracts, but he was holding out for a better offer, not willing to sign with just any small company.

Although Zhou Weiwei was not particularly famous, nor was she the most promoted individual in her company, her company had good resources. They had good relationships with major platforms whether it came to acting, singing, or operating on Weibo and TikTok.

After getting to know Zhou Weiwei, he quickly signed a contract with her company. He originally wanted to capitalize on the scandal where Xia Siyu beat him up to market himself further, but that plan fell through when it got swiftly managed by public relations, and his moment in the limelight was cut short.

Oh, but not entirely. Whenever he was mentioned, he was still that guy who got his face bloodied by Xia Siyu. Although Xia Siyu didn’t benefit much from the incident, neither did he; getting beaten up by a woman like that was quite embarrassing.

Especially since Qin Baizhou had gotten hold of information about his involvement in group activities and threatened to release it in an instant if he ever dared to hype himself up again.

Now, Xia Siyu had made a successful comeback with “Flowers and Grass,” rising with the tide and cleansing her image from various messy rumors. While she still had popularity, it was almost all positive.

Especially after this second son of the Li family entered the entertainment industry, he discovered that he was not praised by female fans as much as he had imagined; instead, he faced more mockery and skepticism.

After all, the gossip-loving public has a lot of free time; you don’t even need to do anything wrong to get ridiculed. Sometimes, you might not even make a single mistake or say anything wrong, maybe just an inadvertent eye-roll caught on camera, or answering slightly too late, could lead to overwhelming doubt. The question is just how much skepticism you face.

His looks were considered handsome among ordinary people, among the rich second generation, and in the internet celebrity sphere, but in the entertainment circle, they were not enough. Real beauty would still face criticism for a tiny flaw—be it chicken-mouth lips, a hawkish nose, or sanpaku eyes—so what about him? With no works to his name and not nearly as handsome as Bo Yan, wasn’t he just known for the incident where Xia Siyu bloodied his face? What was there to be proud of in that?

Xia Siyu was about to enter the women’s restroom when Li Weiyi, not in the best of moods, directly blocked her way at the door.

Xia Siyu looked up and saw a man with a slovenly air about him, his hair even dyed with a streak, leaning against the entrance of the women’s restroom. If it weren’t for his normal-looking expression, she would have thought that his Parkinson’s was acting up again with that crooked smile on his face.

“Xia Siyu,” Li Weiyi pronounced her name, one word at a time.

Xia Siyu glanced at him and remained silent. In truth, from the very first moment Li Weiyi approached, she had recognized him but simply couldn’t be bothered.

After all, she had beaten up too many people; just today, Bo Yan got kicked by her too. If she had to pay attention to everyone she had confronted, as well as the tens of millions of netizens who insulted her online, could she possibly keep up?

She stepped to the left, and Li Weiyi moved to the left; she stepped to the right, and Li Weiyi also moved to the right.

With only one restroom on the first floor of the venue, their standoff naturally caught everyone’s attention. There were quite a few celebrities and media invited to the dinner, and the speculation began.

Xia Siyu, however, was unfazed, “Are you also trying to use the ladies’ restroom?”