Han Xi had been texting Lu Jinghan just now. She wasn’t vomiting as severely as before these days, so she let Lu Jinghan go to work, but every day, he couldn’t help but ask her if she had vomited.
Chu Ci put down the cup in his hand and nudged Han Xi with his elbow: "I watched that variety show by Yan Xiao. That guy actually argued with Lu Jinghan and Bai Antong on the show, and now people online are calling for the two of them to be together."
"I watched it too. Luckily, Bai Antong is Lu Jinghan’s cousin; otherwise, she would certainly have been ripped to shreds by Yan Xiao."
Li Manman, lying on the sofa, spoke leisurely. She had experienced Yan Xiao’s verbal skills before, and he was definitely a master, able to make people die of rage on the spot.
Han Xi laughed while putting a piece of fruit in her mouth: "No matter how high the netizens’ voices are, the two of them couldn’t possibly be together. That day while eating at my house, if I hadn’t stopped them, they would’ve started fighting."
The three of them chatted casually in the living room. It wasn’t until after Han Xi and Li Manman finished lunch that they left.
Han Xi returned home and lay down on the bed for a nap. Since becoming pregnant, she had been especially sleepy.
Not sure how long she had slept, but after waking up, the sky outside had turned dark. She rubbed her drowsy eyes and picked up her phone from the bed, casually browsing the news. Surprisingly, a video of the three of them talking at Chu Ci’s house this morning had made it to the trending list.
She and Li Manman’s faces were pixelated, but Chu Ci was exposed in the video.
Han Xi sat up from the bed with a frown and quickly checked Chu Ci’s Weibo, where the comment section was exploding with negative comments about Chu Ci.
Everyone was talking about her borrowing a man to have a child, saying that this top actress could just casually find a man to have a baby, and calling her irresponsible and a very casual woman.
Han Xi couldn’t stand it anymore and quickly called Chu Ci. The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.
"Chu Ci, did you see the news? The video of us talking at your house in the morning is somehow trending."
Chu Ci was watching TV in the living room and immediately checked her phone when she heard Han Xi say this, her expression changing instantly.
"Chu Ci, are you okay?" Han Xi asked worriedly.
"How did our conversation at home end up trending?"
Chu Ci couldn’t understand; besides the three of them, the only person left at home was Aunt Zhang, who had been busy in the kitchen and hadn’t come out at all, making it impossible for her to have filmed at the angle in the video.
Chu Ci was talking with Han Xi when the villa’s doorbell rang, and Aunt Zhang hurried to open the door. Chu Ci’s agent, Su Yan, had rushed over after seeing the video.
"How could such a video be uploaded online?"
Su Yan sat down on the sofa anxiously. Now the internet was flooded with negative comments about Chu Ci, and the company’s phone kept ringing, asking what was going on.
Chu Ci said a few words to Han Xi and then hung up the phone: "I don’t know either, and the video seems to have been filmed at my home."
"Who was at home at that time?"
Chu Ci shrugged helplessly: "The three of us and Aunt Zhang."
Su Yan glanced warily at Aunt Zhang in the kitchen: "Could it be this aunt of yours?"
"Probably not. Aunt Zhang was in the kitchen the whole time we were talking, and even if it was secretly filmed, the angle in the video shouldn’t have been possible."