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**Chapter 3: The Celestial Deity** 

On the sun deck, Qin Mang lounged lazily on a sofa chair, wearing a delicate silk slip dress that draped over her slender figure. The vast, azure sea stretched before her, breathtakingly majestic. 

He Lingji had left early that morning for a company meeting. Still annoyed by his antics from the previous night, Qin Mang, asserting her authority as Mrs. He, had commandeered the luxury yacht for a day out at sea. Now, the extravagant vessel was hers alone to enjoy. 

She picked up a silk sleep mask beside her, ready for a nap\u2014 

**Buzz\u2014** 

Her private phone vibrated abruptly. 

**[The Internet\u2019s Biggest Celebrity]** flashed across the screen. 

It was a video call from her best friend, Wu Yuxi. 

Wu Yuxi, who came from one of Shencheng\u2019s elite families, was a fashion designer by profession but had accidentally become a viral beauty influencer with millions of followers. She was also one of the few people who knew about Qin Mang and He Lingji\u2019s marriage. 

And she *loved* gossip. 

Qin Mang glanced at the screen before lazily answering, her voice soft with drowsiness. “Hey\u2014” 

“Little Lion, did your husband cheat on you?” 

Wu Yuxi had always been obsessed with Qin Mang and He Lingji as a couple\u2014secretly fangirling over them, knowing she was one of the few privy to their real relationship. 

But now\u2026 

Her ship was sinking. 

Her OTP was about to break up. 

Her expression was as devastated as if her own father had cheated. 

Without missing a beat, she forwarded Qin Mang a trending gossip forum post. “Look at this.” 

The word *cheating* instantly snapped Qin Mang upright. Her delicate fingers tapped the screen, but in her haste, the edge of the sleep mask grazed her fair skin, leaving a faint red mark on her ear. 

Her lowered eyes turned icy. 

A business marriage with no real feelings? Fine. 

But infidelity was her *line*. 

The post\u2019s headline blared in bold red: 

**[EXCLUSIVE: \u2018The Arctic Prince\u2019 Spends a Passionate Night on a Yacht with a Mysterious Woman]** 

Everyone knew “The Arctic Prince” was He Lingji\u2019s nickname, coined during a financial interview when he took over as head of the He Corporation. 

With his deep, enigmatic gray-blue eyes and untouchable aura, netizens dubbed him “The Arctic Prince”\u2014a glacier that would never melt. 

The fandom\u2019s mantra? 

*”If the glacier melts, it\u2019s the apocalypse.”* 

Meaning: *He\u2019ll never thaw, and the world won\u2019t end.* 

Since then, He Lingji had kept a low profile, his reputation pristine\u2014cold, untouchable, and above earthly desires. 

Which only made him more alluring. 

Even though his official corporate account never posted anything personal, his fanbase rivaled that of A-list celebrities. 

And now\u2014his *first* scandal. 

The original post claimed: 

*”A friend in media was invited to his yacht party, but everyone got kicked out after one night because he wanted to be alone with a certain top-tier actress. No one knows who she is, but she\u2019s supposedly the most beautiful in the industry.”* 

Top comments: 

1. **”Fake news. No one is worthy of the Celestial Deity!”** 
2. **”The apocalypse hasn\u2019t come. We\u2019re safe.”** 

The thread was flooded with fans denying it, but eventually, speculation began. 

Every actress rumored to be “the most beautiful” was discussed\u2014except Qin Mang. The few who mentioned her were immediately shot down: 

*”Qin Mang? That flashy\u82b1\u74f6 (flower vase)? No way. The Arctic Prince would never go for someone like her. He\u2019d pick a pure, natural beauty.”* 

*”If they were together, it\u2019d be like splashing garish paint on an ink-wash painting\u2014ruining the aesthetic!”* 

Qin Mang\u2019s lips thinned. 

Logically, she *should* ignore it. 

But a few seconds later\u2014 

She typed coldly: 

**”You\u2019re the blind ones. He Lingji isn\u2019t good enough for Qin Mang.”** 

Then she exited before the backlash could flood in. 

Tossing her tablet aside, she strode to the deck, letting the sea breeze cool her temper. 

Wu Yuxi, still on the call, blinked. 

Wait\u2014shouldn\u2019t Qin Mang be confronting her *husband* about cheating? 

Why was she so calm? 

Then\u2014 

She noticed the yacht in the background. 

“Wait\u2026 YOU\u2019RE on a yacht?!” 

Realization struck. 

“OH MY GOD, WAS IT YOU LAST NIGHT?!” 

“WHERE\u2019S HE LINGJI?” 

“DID I INTERRUPT YOUR PASSIONATE NIGHT\u2014” 

Qin Mang scoffed, her dark curls tousled by the wind. “His tastes are *special*.” 

“He\u2019d rather spend time with *lace panties* than a real woman.” 

She recounted the previous night\u2019s humiliation\u2014how He Lingji had *thanked* her before locking himself in the bathroom. 

Wu Yuxi gasped. “He chose *that* over you?!” 

As Qin Mang\u2019s expression darkened, Wu Yuxi backtracked. “Maybe\u2026 he had a reason?” 

“Like what?” Qin Mang arched a brow. 

Wu Yuxi\u2019s eyes darted to the vast ocean behind her. “Ah! He was worried the yacht would *capsize* from the *movement*!” 

Qin Mang stared. 

“\u2026This is a *yacht*, not a raft.” 

Wu Yuxi grinned. “My idol is just *that* powerful.” 

Qin Mang ended the trip early. 

She couldn\u2019t look at the yacht the same way. 

— 

Back at her agency, her manager, Meng Ting, bombarded her with questions. 

“Tell me honestly\u2014what\u2019s your relationship with He Lingji? Can you get him to secure you the lead in *Dreams of Old Beijing*?” 

Qin Mang swirled her iced coffee, silent. 

Meng Ting pressed, “Just think about it\u2014” 

Finally, she sighed. “No.” 

Meng Ting nearly choked. 

Then\u2014 

Wu Yuxi\u2019s texts blew up her phone. 

*”Shen Wanyin posted an insinuating photo on Instagram! That white lotus is hinting SHE\u2019S the mystery woman!”* 

Meng Ting\u2019s face fell. 

Shen Wanyin\u2019s team was notorious for manipulative PR\u2014already spinning the narrative that she was the chosen lead for *Dreams of Old Beijing*. 

If Qin Mang countered by revealing *she* was the woman on the yacht, the backlash would label her a gold-digger. 

Her career would be over before it began. 

Meng Ting bowed dramatically. “Our only hope is *you*.” 

“Ask He Lingji to\u2014” 

Qin Mang recoiled. “*You\u2019re* the manager. *You* handle it.” 

She wasn\u2019t about to grovel to that *jerk*. 

Not after he\u2019d humiliated her. 

Meng Ting, undeterred, read aloud the vicious comments mocking Qin Mang\u2019s looks and talent. 

Qin Mang remained unfazed\u2014until he mentioned her dream. 

“Don\u2019t you want that Best Actress trophy?” 

“If you lose this role, when will you get another chance?” 

Her fingers tightened around her glass. 

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