Free Web NovelChapter 1322: Chapter 1319: Suspected Breakup?
Delphine was a thoroughbred Southerner; the moment she hit the North, she almost got frozen into a popsicle. Leah had grown up in the Imperial City, but over in the Golden Triangle there was basically no such thing as winter, and her body had gotten pretty pampered these past few years too. So the two of them were shivering like quails, and when they saw how the other was hunched up and shrinking into her coat, they both burst out laughing.
"I booked us on a tour—skiing, hot springs, ice sculpture exhibition, then we go eat Northeast cuisine and sleep on a local heated brick bed." Delphine was wrapped head to toe in a fluffy down jacket and hat, only a delicate, pretty little face showing. She grinned as she spoke.
Once they were on the road, Leah just did whatever Delphine said. When it came to traveling, little Delphine was the expert.
"We’ll do it your way." Leah had bought a dark-red ankle-length down coat; standing in the ice and snow, she was like a sheet of blazing flame, drawing countless stares.
When the local guide from the tour company drove over to pick them up and saw the stunning Leah and the exquisite, oil-painting-beautiful Delphine, she rubbed her eyes and then instantly shrieked in excitement.
Was this Delphine Carter? The nation’s goddess, Actress, director, and a Fortune Global 500 CEO on top of that? With so many titles in front of her name, the young lady guide in charge of the group felt like she’d become a blazing torch in the middle of winter; her whole body was burning hot with excitement, practically exploding.
"Goddess, can I get your autograph?" the young lady guide asked, thrilled.
"Sure." Delphine smiled. "It’s too cold out here, let’s get in the car first and I’ll sign for you then."
Since they’d booked a boutique mini-group, it was just one guide, one driver, one SUV, and two tourists. Traveling light like that, they headed off toward Snow Hamlet.
All along the way it was thick, piled-up snow, as if they’d stepped into an ice-and-snow wonderland.
Having gotten Delphine’s autograph, the young lady guide was already screaming about it in her tour-guide chat group.
"Am I dreaming? My goddess Delphine actually booked my boutique tour—she’s traveling with her bestie. In person she’s even more elegant than on TV, and her bestie is super gorgeous too, the kind of icy beauty you can’t even imagine. If she joined the Entertainment Sector, they’d definitely become the most dazzling twin goddesses in the circle."
As soon as that long string of text was sent, the group instantly blew up.
"No pics, no truth. Post a photo."
Soon, after getting Delphine and Leah’s permission, the young lady guide snapped a somewhat blurry photo.
The tour-guide group exploded on the spot.
When they arrived at Snow Hamlet, the first night they checked into a hot spring hotel. The two of them weren’t in a rush to go play; after settling into the hotel, they headed straight for the hot springs. Meanwhile, Weibo was already blowing up.
"I just ran into my goddess at the hotel." An unknown netizen uploaded a high-def candid street shot and posted it on Weibo.
Within ten minutes it had been reposted over a thousand times and went viral.
Delphine was basically semi-retired now. She didn’t attend any events, and she didn’t act or shoot movies. Fans could only stare longingly at Ignatius Leclair’s Weibo, occasionally snacking on their couple content to get updates on their goddess.
Besties traveling together? And no Nanyang Ignatius in sight? Netizens smelled something off. Marriage problems? Pfft—did they break up? So Delphine’s fans, the "Greens," immediately started mentally scripting a hundred plots. They ran over to Ignatius Leclair’s Weibo and discovered that indeed, there hadn’t been any public displays of affection in the last few days.
So Ignatius’s Weibo got combed through from top to bottom, while the photos of Delphine and Leah also went viral online. The two of them were just too recognizable. Three out of the top ten trending searches on Weibo were about them; the number one topic was: Delphine suspected to have broken up with Ignatius, leaving on a trip heartbroken, bestie in tow!
Even Leah ended up on the trending list once as Delphine’s bestie.
The most tragic of all was Ignatius, who got cursed out like crazy by clueless fans.
Everything had happened so fast, like a tornado. Delphine and Leah soaked in the hot springs, then went for an essential oil massage. By the time the masseuse doing the oil massage couldn’t hold it in anymore and asked, "Delphine, don’t be too sad. You’ve still got countless fans supporting you. Men are all scumbags anyway,"
Delphine and Leah were both completely confused. Back in their room, Leah scrolled through Weibo and instantly cracked up.
"Little Delphine, we’re on the trending list!" Leah dove into Ignatius Leclair’s Weibo, and seeing the netizens’ combat power, she laughed so hard she rolled around on the bed. "Ignatius is getting roasted alive. Everyone’s saying you two broke up. Your fans’ combat power is insane."
Delphine came out of the bathroom in her pajamas, took the phone, and said calmly, "He shows off our relationship every other day. Now his face is getting slapped."
They hadn’t actually broken up, but it was basically a cold war, so Delphine couldn’t be bothered to come out and clarify.
"A man like Ignatius needs to be properly taught a lesson, otherwise he’ll really think he’s someone special." Leah snorted, then clicked into Richard Shaw’s Weibo, only to find everything quiet as a pond. His username had been changed to "Richard Shaw." At first he’d only had ten followers, and now it’d already shot up to over twenty thousand.
Leah gave a cold little laugh. Gaining fans pretty fast, huh.
At that moment, Ignatius, who was standing right in the middle of the storm, was already on a private jet to Harbin. The moment he found out little Delphine had gone to Harbin without a word, no matter how calm he’d looked in front of Richard Shaw, the second he hung up the phone he’d arranged a private jet to Harbin within minutes.
What a joke—after nine deaths and one life, he’d finally gotten his little Delphine. How could he possibly afford to lose her?
But the moment he got off the plane, Maximilian said with a troubled look, "Mr. Leclair, Madam’s on the trending list. Rumor has it you two broke up."
Maximilian’s phone had practically blown up—everyone and their mother was trying to get the inside scoop. Since they couldn’t reach Ignatius, they all swarmed to Maximilian instead.
Ignatius’s handsome face instantly darkened. He gave a cold laugh. "Whoever started these rumors doesn’t want their tongue anymore?"
"There are quite a few rumor-mongers." Maximilian’s smile was a bit stiff. If they really went and ripped out tongues one by one, the whole place would be a mess.
Ignatius took the phone and scrolled through Weibo; the more he read, the uglier his expression got. His lungs were about to explode from anger. There hadn’t been anything wrong to begin with, and now even he was starting to doubt that he and Delphine had broken up.
"Madam signed up for a boutique mini-group. Right now she’s at a hotel in a ski resort twenty kilometers away. If we drive over, we can check into the same hotel tonight." Maximilian quickly switched the topic.
Ignatius nodded, and right then Richard Shaw’s call came in.
"You. Where are you?" The man’s voice was as steady as ever.
"Harbin. The online dragging got too intense, so I came over here to put on a show." Ignatius smiled. Earlier he’d told Richard Shaw to sit tight in the Imperial City, and then he’d turned around and flown straight to Harbin. It did feel a bit spineless, so Nanyang’s Ignatius instantly dumped the blame on the vast masses of netizens.
Richard Shaw was sitting in an SUV. When he arrived at the hot spring hotel, he was greeted by people from the local Military District, and once they heard he was coming, they’d nearly gone as far as to clear the roads. Even though he didn’t have any real power in his hands at the moment, he was still the youngest Major General in the Imperial City, and who knew when he might just jump straight up to Vice Admiral.
"I came to Harbin to meet an old comrade. I’ll be waiting for you at the hotel." Richard Shaw arched an eyebrow.
Ignatius: "..."
And here he’d thought they’d agreed to stick to the original plan?
