Sitting behind them was a reporter, who had gone from writing for a tabloid to entertainment news. Since the beginning of Xue Mian and Song Xuanhe’s conversation, his sensitive nose for gossip had sensed that something was off. Therefore, he hadn’t paid any attention to the opening title. He had instead pricked his ears to listen in on the conversation in front of him.
It was just that, although Xue Mian and Huang Cong had been talking about movies, their voices had been hushed. Even though he was sitting behind them, he didn’t hear what they had been saying. He had originally been about to give up and just watch the movie quietly before going back to draft his article. But, who would have expected that Heaven would have mercy on him? Film Emperor Xue had apologized, and then, the man next to Song er shao
Xiao Yuanmu finally looked away. In his emotionless voice, he said, “It’s enough to just respect him.” uZf1x3
The author has something to say:
Xiao Yuanmu: There’s no need to like him.
Eve: That’s right XM, you stand no chance against my baby. And MuMu’s jealousy strikes again. I love how lowkey his jealousy is. Just a bit of a glare. A bit of repressed sulking.