After Swapping Lives, the Metaphysics Side Character Became the Wealthy Family's Beloved - Chapter 132

Thus, numerous speculations about Li Shaoyu sparked quite a discussion online.

When his agent called, the man shouted excitedly, “Shaoyu, you’re about to blow up!”

“I’ve always been famous.”

“Pfft—”

Li Shaoyu, now thoroughly dismissed by his agent, took a bite of his melon.

After hanging up, he checked online and realized it was his photo that had gone viral.

The comments beneath it were… something else.

Some called him “husband material” or the “male lead of a farming novel.” Others accused him of posing for clout.

Shaoyu curled his lip in disdain and reposted the photo on his own Weibo.

Ding!

The first comment appeared.

Xiao Qinglu V: Where are you?

More comments quickly followed.

His reply alone sent the internet into another frenzy.

Shaoyu pressed his lips together. What the hell? Is this guy insane?

The two of them were like fire and water—why was Xiao Qinglu butting in?

Buzz—

An unknown number flashed on his screen. Shaoyu answered lazily, “Who is it?”

“Me. Xiao Qinglu.”

Shaoyu immediately straightened. “Xiao Qinglu, are you out of your mind? Are you doing this on purpose? Let me make one thing clear—I have zero interest in you.”

“The feeling’s mutual, Li Shaoyu. Are you with Qiaoqiao right now?”

“None of your damn business!”

“Qiaoqiao is my sister. Of course I care.”

Shaoyu exploded. “I’m Qiaoqiao’s brother. Who the hell do you think you are?”

On the other end, Xiao Qinglu’s tone was light. “Qiaoqiao is my sister. Soon, she and I will meet.”

Click.

Xiao Qinglu hung up.

Furious, Shaoyu clenched his fists.

First, this guy stole resources from him in the entertainment industry—now he was trying to steal his sister too?

Unforgivable.

…..

Evening.

The clan leader’s family had already sent someone to invite He Jingnian over. Neither Li Qiao nor Li Shaoyu planned to go—it was a gathering for the He family, and their presence would be inappropriate.

But Jingnian disagreed.

In the end, after his insistence, Qiao went with him, while Shaoyu stayed behind at the estate.

He was a celebrity, after all—not A-list, but recognizable enough, especially with that face of his.

The welcome dinner was held at the clan leader’s home.

Only two tables were set—one for the men, one for the women.

Qiao immediately noted how considerate the arrangement was. Jingnian preferred quiet, after all.

She was seated at the women’s table, next to Bai Ci.

“You’re Jingnian’s friend, right? Make yourself at home—eat whatever you like,” said Li Feng, the clan leader’s wife.

“Thank you.”

“Sweetheart, how did you and Jingnian meet?” someone asked curiously.

Across the table, Bai Ci’s gaze briefly flickered to her.

“We ran into each other. I saved him.”

“Wow, so you’re his lifesaver!”

Qiao thought that summed it up nicely.

“How old are you? How many are in your family? What do your parents do? Are you still in school?”

…

Qiao listened silently as they bombarded her with questions. The interrogation was giving her a headache.

This wasn’t a matchmaking session—why were they asking so much? So annoying.

Her slight frown didn’t go unnoticed.

Li Feng smoothly changed the subject.

She could tell Qiao was uncomfortable, and since she was Jingnian’s guest, her significance was obvious. Offending her wasn’t an option.

Qiao ate quietly. When she was nearly done, she glanced at Jingnian’s table. He hadn’t drunk much—no one dared push alcohol on him.

A small smile touched her lips.

Midway through, Qiao left first. Li Feng quickly called for a younger family member to escort her back.