"The servants in the house said it was because of something with a guilty conscience."
Wu Kangkang knew he had guessed part of it.
"Okay, I got it." He replied to Little Mobao with a text message.
It seemed he still had to pay more attention to Chu Youxuan!
On Little Ximi’s end, he was just about to put down his phone when Celia saw it.
"Little Ximi, who are you contacting?"
She leaned over and just happened to see the message Wu Kangkang sent to Little Ximi.
"Wu Kangkang’s." Little Ximi spoke. "He’s asking me what it means when blood is dripped onto a green stone."
"Ah?" Celia looked up in the direction of Chen Ming, her eyes filled with confusion. She had always been clueless about these things.
However, Chen Ming’s face turned grim when he heard about it, as he had been in the industry for a long time. There was nothing demonic or ghostly, no trick for fame he hadn’t seen or heard.
"Don’t be curious about this."
Still, after glancing at Chen Ming, Celia went over to him anyway.
In the live broadcast room, Bo Jinkun had started to play pool. With a swing of his cue, he struck a dashing figure, prompting screams of excitement from the audience watching the live broadcast.
Both he and Zheng Shaosu, these two big shots, had an aura that was just as strong as in their heydays.
Middle-aged men also have their own charm.
"Actor Bo is amazing."
After the ball went in, Li Xingwan and the others, including the people around and everyone in the live broadcast room, screamed excitedly and clapped.
"How about it, Old Zheng? I didn’t lose to you, did I?" Bo Jinkun turned and bragged to Zheng Shaosu.
But who knew, Zheng Shaosu took a step forward, standing beside Wu Qianqing, and looked down at her tenderly.
"Haha!" The netizens in the live broadcast room burst out laughing in an instant.
"Actor Bo: I shouldn’t have said that extra bit just now."
"Why did I say that unnecessary comment?"
"Who doesn’t know about the two golden bachelors of the entertainment industry?"
Wu Qianqing looked at Zheng Shaosu’s actions, suddenly feeling a bit flustered, and she stepped back.
But this time, Zheng Shaosu seemed serious.
She stepped back, he saw it, so he stepped forward.
Her heart was pounding as unrest set in. Meanwhile, Bo Jinkun had already struck another ball.
Having had his days of youthful recklessness, he wasn’t a stranger to flashy places.
His swing was just as striking and determined.
The ball landed steadily in the pocket.
The third shot, however, was missed and landed outside.
But this had already made many of his fans’ hearts flutter.
Actor Bo was still Actor Bo, exactly like his younger self.
"Then let’s leave the final pressure to Actress Jia," Li Xingwan said, standing by the side with the corners of her lips turned up.
"Alright." Everyone finally understood!
No wonder! No wonder Li Xingwan had just handed the cue to Actor Bo. She planned to save Jia Meiqin for last.
The only person here who could compare to La Sirong, the queen of film, was her!!!
The two of them had always been equals in status.
If she wanted to win, she would win. She wouldn’t be swayed by what outsiders said.
La Sirong finally realized this and burst into amused laughter. "You girl, just wait for me."
It had been a long time since someone had outsmarted her like that. After all, everyone else was always polite to her.
It had been a long time since she had such a thrilling encounter with someone so smart.