Chapter 493: Pink Star

The next day, August 25, Liu Tianxian's fans quickly mobilized, gathering together to celebrate her birthday.

The Hainan Branch was the first to act, decorating a warm and romantic scene with balloons, flowers, postcards, and Liu Tianxian's artistic posters.

They also used crystal lamps to wish Liu Tianxian a happy birthday!

The fans also gathered for a group photo, holding cards that read: "Liu Yifei Fan Club!"

Next came the Guangxi Branch, who hung a banner and created a floral, heartwarming scene to celebrate her.

Soon after, fan clubs from Beijing, Hubei, Shanghai, Sichuan, Jiangxi, Shandong, and other regions used Liu Tianxian's endorsed products, along with flowers, balloons, postcards, and light boxes, to set up scenes celebrating her birthday.

The fans also gathered for large group photos.

Most were female fans—only female fans had this kind of free time; male fans were more rational and didn't celebrate Liu Tianxian in such numbers.

They preferred to lick the pictures in the groups!

On campus, fans hung a large sketch of Liu Tianxian on building walls, with groups of girls standing beneath it holding flowers.

The whole scene was filled with warmth, joy, and romance!

You wouldn't know it until you saw it—Liu Tianxian's fan base was still enormous.

Even though "The Four Great Constables 3" was brutally mocked, it did nothing to dampen her fans' love for her.

The birthday celebration photos and videos were posted by fan clubs to Weibo and reached Liu Tianxian's team at Red Star Bay.

Then, through the team, they reached Liu Tianxian herself.

When Liu Tianxian received them, she felt deeply moved and arranged the photos, posting them on her own Weibo.

She posted two Weibo updates: one featuring fan messages of goodwill, and another showing her wearing a beret, a simple white T-shirt, and jeans, sitting in a room filled with flowers.

She looked radiant and full of vitality!

As soon as these two posts went live, they quickly drew massive attention from fans.

"Happy birthday, Xixi!"

"Empress Fei, era-defining superstar, works speak louder than words, fashion icon, strongest market pull, self-made IP, love Liu Tianxian."

"I truly adore her—handsome is a feeling."

"Was this photo taken by the Principal? Right?"

"You are beautiful, mysterious, natural—as if a bird-of-paradise butterfly, when the wind blows, a hundred fragrances fill the air; you wait for no one, sipping tea alone as clouds part."

"Up there—same nine-year compulsory education, why are you so outstanding?"

Today, fans were especially enthusiastic—some sent birthday wishes, others showed off their talents by composing poems for her.

Even celebrities across the industry posted to celebrate her birthday.

Tang Yan posted: "Happy birthday, my dear Princess Qianqian! May all you wish for come true, may all your dreams be fulfilled! All good things gather around you!"

Her post included a photo of Liu Tianxian holding a rose and winking playfully.

Since their last meeting, they had stayed in touch and remained close.

It was because her boyfriend and Liu Tianxian were classmates.

Hui Yinghong also posted: "Happy birthday. Believe in yourself. Do what you want to do. I will always love you and always support you."

She wrote in traditional Chinese—she's from Hong Kong!

They had known each other since "A Chinese Ghost Story," sharing a bond for many years that never faded.

Zhang Jingying and Shuchang also reposted on Weibo, sending birthday wishes to Liu Tianxian.

Liu Tianxian treats others with sincerity if they treat her sincerely—regardless of their status or age, and never with ulterior motives.

If someone has moral flaws, or is two-timing, she won't associate with them—because their values are broken.

Fang Hong is different—he's too lazy to figure out who people really are, or to bother understanding them.

Liu Tianxian's birthday trended heavily online, making Xia Jie, Da Mimi, and others deeply jealous.

But they couldn't say anything—they couldn't go and insult someone on their birthday, so they stayed silent.

Their silence didn't mean the fans were silent.

Fans from both sides reignited online brawls, especially Da Mimi's fans, who launched direct attacks.

"Liu Tianxian is the dirtiest female star in the entertainment industry—she's been the Principal's mistress since childhood, raised by a godfather."

"She built her 'immortal woman' image through marketing—tell me, do you admit it?"

"Da Mimi's fans have the foulest mouths!"

"Da Mimi is a fake-donor chicken—her fake donations are proven; Liu Tianxian has no such proof."

"The entertainment industry is a complete mess!"

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The fan brawls raged fiercely, but this wasn't new—it had been going on for a long time.

Fans are just that idle—they always want to fight for their idols, trying to crush their rivals.

They simply refuse to live normal lives and enjoy this kind of nonsense.

Fang Hong couldn't do anything about these idiots—he could only let them rant, as long as the media didn't pick it up and spark public outrage.

Inside Liu Tianxian's glass house, flowers bloomed in abundance, summer greenery overflowed, and the scene was beautiful and serene.

It was lively—Shuchang, Zhang Jingying, Yao Beina, Meng Jia, and others celebrated Liu Tianxian's birthday in this setting.

Beneath their feet, many cats moved freely among them, unafraid and at ease.

They laughed, chattered excitedly, and each gave Liu Tianxian a gift they had personally chosen.

"Xixi, happy birthday," Shuchang gave Liu Tianxian a handbag and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you, Changchang," Liu Tianxian tilted her neck.

Other friends gave her perfumes, dolls, and other girly gifts, each kissing her cheek in intimate affection.

Liu Tianxian, delighted, thanked each one in turn.

Zhou Zhaolong also showed up, pulling out a beautifully wrapped gift box and handing it to Liu Tianxian: "Xixi! For you."

"Thank you, brother," Liu Tianxian replied, unwrapping the box and pulling out a high-end pair of sunglasses: "Wow, so beautiful!"

"Glad you like it," Zhou Zhaolong smiled awkwardly, a touch of tender affection appearing on his "villainous" face.

He just wasn't good with words, didn't know what to say.

"Of course I like it," Liu Tianxian said, thoroughly satisfied.

"Xixi, put them on and see how you look," Shuchang said enviously, still petting a cat in her arms.

Liu Tianxian peeled off the price tag, slipped on the sunglasses, and instantly looked cool.

"Wow, so cool—I think I'm falling for you," Zhang Jingying wrapped her arms around Liu Tianxian's neck, resting her head on her shoulder like a little woman.

"I don't love you—I already have someone who loves me," Liu Tianxian pushed up her sunglasses, looking distinctly coquettish.

"Who? The Principal?" Zhang Jingying teased.

"Of course it's my little Principal," Liu Tianxian beamed with sweet happiness, clearly delighted, even using a reduplicated term.

"Gigglegigglegiggle!" The girls burst into bell-like laughter.

Zhou Zhaolong said nothing, just watched the girls chatter away, his face occasionally breaking into smiles.

He was the only man here, standing out awkwardly, but Liu Tianxian paid attention to his feelings, occasionally chatting with him.

"Hey, where's the Principal? I haven't seen him," Yao Beina looked around.

"He went to get the cake—he should be here soon," Liu Tianxian glanced at her wristwatch.

This birthday cake was bought by Fang Hong.

As the girls chatted, Xu Liyun brought over fruits and snacks, placing them on the wicker table and gesturing: "Have some fruit."

"Thank you, Auntie!" Shuchang and the others politely thanked her.

They all knew she was the Principal's mother, and didn't dare treat her lightly.

Meanwhile, Liu Xiaoli was cutting fruit and preparing snacks—there were so many people; they needed something to eat.

"Mom, call Fang Hong and ask when he'll be here?" Liu Tianxian said.

"Alright, I'll call him right now."

Xu Liyun wiped her hands on her apron, pulled out her phone, dialed, spoke a few words, then hung up and replied: "He says he's on his way."

"Okay, Mom," Liu Tianxian said.

Xu Liyun didn't intrude on them, instead joining Liu Xiaoli in the kitchen—she couldn't join the young people's conversation.

As they chatted, Fang Hong entered the Villa, carrying a tall, large, beautifully wrapped cake box.

"Oh, he's here," Liu Tianxian spotted him first through the glass.

Everyone else turned toward the entrance.

Fang Hong wasn't alone—he was accompanied by Chen Jinfei, whom he had picked up.

Liu Xiaoli saw the man, her expression unchanged, but grew slightly more serious.

"Here, your cake's here," Fang Hong stepped into the glass room, placing the cake on the floor—it took up too much space.

Chen Jinfei also entered the glass room, nodding to everyone, offering a strained smile.

He really did look awkward when he smiled.

After greeting the others, he glanced toward Liu Xiaoli—seeing she wasn't looking his way, he fell silent.

"Uncle, please sit!" Liu Tianxian brought a wicker chair for Chen Jinfei and handed him several tissues.

Outside, it was scorching hot—just walking a few steps brought sweat.

Fang Hong sweated the most—he'd been carrying that huge cake, exhausting his strength.

Liu Tianxian grabbed more tissues and wiped Fang Hong's face.

She used force, didn't care if he could take it—just rubbed his face roughly.

"I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself," Fang Hong took the tissues from her and wiped his own sweat.

"Oh, someone's ungrateful," Zhang Jingying teased with a laugh.

Liu Tianxian blushed and moved to hit Zhang Jingying, who quickly dodged.

As the group laughed and teased, everyone smiling, Fang Hong had already reached Liu Xiaoli's side.

"You brought him?" Liu Xiaoli said, still busy.

"Him" meant Chen Jinfei—Fang Hong came to explain.

"Yes, Uncle Chen wanted to come celebrate Xixi's birthday—he hasn't been in years, so I took the liberty of bringing him," he said.

Liu Xiaoli said nothing—she silently accepted it.

Xu Liyun, beside her, noticed her expression and sensed something was off; she glanced at her son, asking silently with her eyes.

Fang Hong only shook his head—this wasn't the place to talk.

Everyone had arrived, the cake was here, and they chatted and joked until nightfall.

In one room, lights dimmed; a five-tier cake sat on the table, adorned with dozens of candles—numbered according to Liu Tianxian's age, nearly thirty—time flew so fast.

One by one, the candles were lit, glowing faintly in the darkness.

The flickering flames illuminated every face around, as if casting a soft filter over them—all smiling.

Liu Tianxian wore a birthday crown, watching as every candle ignited, her face filled with pure happiness.

"I'm making a wish now!" she said, closing her eyes, clasping her hands, and earnestly wishing before the cake.

As she closed her eyes to wish, Fang Hong pulled from his pocket the velvet-wrapped "Pink Star," unfolding it.

Then he knelt on one knee, holding the "Pink Star" out before Liu Tianxian.

(End of Chapter)