What? Playing games can also save your husband

"My dear young master, you finally called me back. If you continue to lose contact, I will call the police."

Around ten o'clock the next morning, Minghui finally received a call from Luo Yunche. As soon as he answered the phone, he started to complain to the person on the other end of the line. It was a sin to meet such an artist...

"Oh, I was so engrossed in reading the script last night that I forgot my phone in the living room and didn't notice it." Luo Yunche made up a lie without changing his expression.

Minghui on the other end of the phone curled his lips and rolled his eyes, "I didn't know you were such a person who had no humanity towards the opposite sex."

If we really read the script, could two people lose contact at the same time?

Minghui knew what these two people did last night just by using his toes to guess.

"Okay, now that you're awake, quickly repost the official preview from yesterday. By the way, tell Mo Chen that if you two don't keep up the good work, the netizens will start to write a novel out of your imagination."

"Okay, I see."

Listening to Minghui's angry words, Luo Junche pinched his nose bridge with a headache. After agreeing, he hung up the phone without thinking.

He opened Weibo and found the update posted by the official Weibo account of "Xun Dao" last night.

He clicked on the comment section, and the first comments were almost all controlled by his and Mo Chen’s fans, and he couldn’t see any useful information at all.

So what exactly did netizens imagine?

Although he was confused, he was too lazy to delve into it. After forwarding the Weibo post, he put away his phone and went to the kitchen. He had to make breakfast before Mo Chen woke up.

Mo Chen got up especially late today. The two of them had been too much last night, and it was not until the sky was getting brighter that they finally finished. Mo Chen's voice was hoarse from shouting, but that bastard was unwilling to let her go.

Excessive!

She will never take the initiative again.

Mo Chen moved his extremely aching body and stood beside the bed with trembling legs.

Fortunately, Luo Yunche still had a bit of conscience. She had been changed into a nightgown and her toiletries were ready.

If she wasn't so hungry, Mo Chen really didn't want to get up. She felt that this time she would need at least three days of rest to fully recover.

As soon as he opened the door, the tempting aroma of food wafted from the kitchen to Mo Chen.

She sniffed in ecstasy and instantly felt even hungrier.

Luo Junche was busy in the kitchen, but Mo Chen didn't want to pay any attention to him.

She looked for her long-forgotten cell phone on the sofa, then lay lazily on the sofa and read the messages she had missed.

The most prominent one among them was Yan Li. Starting from eight o'clock last night, she made several phone calls to Mo Chen and sent a series of WeChat messages.

Looking at the red number "16" next to Yan Li's portrait, Mo Chen felt a headache coming on.

She sighed, prepared herself mentally, gritted her teeth and opened the chat window with Yan Li.

[Sister Li: The official trailer of "Seeking the Way" will be released at 8 o'clock tonight, please remember to forward it. ]

[Sister Li: What are you doing? Why don’t you reply to my message? ]

......

[Sister Li: Why didn’t you answer the phone? The official Weibo has been posted. If you see the message, remember to forward it.]

......

[Sister Li: You two...]

[Sister Li: Oh... forget it]

[Sister Li: You... take care of yourself. We'll talk after you wake up...]

From this string of messages, Mo Chen saw that Yan Li went from being anxious at the beginning to feeling hopeless at the end, and he felt like he had lost all face.

It’s all Luo Yunche’s fault. Sister Li guessed what they did last night.

She hung up her phone and lay on the sofa with an expressionless face.

Great, it's another day of social death.

Mo Chen wanted to calm down for a while, but just as he put down his phone, the phone rang.

It's Yan Li...

Mo Chensheng answered the phone with a depressed look and said "hello" weakly.

"Finally you got up? Why do you look so down? I told you to take care of yourself. I was afraid you would be the first artist to die in bed."

"Sister Li, please stop talking. I've been dead for a while."

Mo Chen placed one hand on his face and covered his eyes with his wrist, his tone was calm, as if he had lost all attachment to the world.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more about you. Have a good rest. Remember to repost the Weibo."

Yan Li knew very well the character of her own artist. Knowing that Mo Chen was thin-skinned, she dropped the topic and reminded him of the business.

"Got it, Sister Li, I'll send it right away."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Chen obediently forwarded the Weibo post, then switched to his secondary account, clicked into his own super topic, and started browsing it with interest.

[My sister reposted the Weibo. It took her so long to start the business. I feel sorry for her. She must not want to cooperate with Luogou. 】

[We just need to know about this kind of thing ourselves, delete it quickly. If the people next door see it, it will not reflect well on the image of Chen Chen.]

After this comment was posted, the post was deleted not long after. Mo Chen shook his head. His fans were really good at making up stories.

After roughly figuring out what her fans were thinking, Mo Chen exited the super chat and clicked on the CP super chat of her and Luo Yunche.

Their CP has always been a cult CP, and not many people support them. However, with the two of them collaborating more and more recently, and with the guidance of the two companies, their CP is gradually gaining momentum.

Different from the hostility in personal super topics, the atmosphere in CP super topics is obviously much more harmonious.

They cut out the sweet moments in yesterday's trailer and watched them over and over again. Different people could understand different meanings from them. It was quite interesting to see what they YYed about.

"What are you looking at? Why are you laughing so happily?"

Just as Mo Chen was absorbed in the conversation, Luo Junche unexpectedly ran behind her and spoke into her ear unexpectedly.

"Let's see what everyone thinks of the new trailer." Mo Chen put away his phone, turned around and replied calmly.

If Luo Yunche knew that she was posting CP super topic again, he would be so proud that he would die, so she must not expose herself.

"Is your meal ready?" Mo Chen supported his chin with one hand and naturally changed the subject.

"It's ready. I've made beef porridge with scrambled eggs and fried two light side dishes. Come on, I'll carry you over."

Luo Junche bent down and looked at Mo Chen with a gentle face, his thoughts successfully led away by Mo Chen.

He walked around to the front of the sofa, picked up Mo Chen steadily, and walked towards the dining table.

"Does your body hurt?"

"It hurts~"

"Don't tease me like this in the future. You know I can't control myself, and you'll be the one who suffers in the end."

"Don't you like it? I still have a lot of new clothes that I haven't tried yet~"

"I like it. I like it so much, little goblin."

As they walked away, their voices became quieter.

Luo Junche felt sorry for her because of her ability, but in the end he still fell into Mo Chen's trap. He was bewitched by her and was speechless. He acquiesced with red ears.