Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?

The scene was deathly quiet, with no one speaking at all.

When Zhu Xiaoxiao reappeared, she didn’t dare to say a word, her expression timid and shrinking.

No one knew what she had been through in those short ten minutes.

Half an hour later, Bo Si returned after stopping the bleeding, her face full of apologies, ”Sorry to have wasted everyone’s time, let’s continue.”

After Director Wang confirmed that Bo Si was okay, he resumed filming.

The meal was delayed until almost eleven o’clock before it was served. Everyone chatted with each other, and the atmosphere was rather warm. Since it was so late, Director Wang considerately didn’t stir up any more trouble, and after the meal, everyone went their separate ways to sleep.

By the next morning, while everyone was still sleeping, the outside world had already turned upside down.

The news of Bo Si being injured and sent to the hospital last night had somehow erupted, and by morning, major media outlets had rehashed the story.

Reports like ”Fake Marriage actor seriously injured,” ”Fake Marriage actor injured and sent to hospital, suspected conflict” were rampant.

Early in the morning, netizens were buzzing. They had been bored with no incidents for a while, and now finally there was news.

Netizens breathed a sigh of relief; it was their Little Fatty after all.

Little Fatty was the cause of Bo Si’s injury? Impossible! Our Little Fatty is so cute, so kind; how could he do such a thing? It must be Bo Si’s own carelessness, blaming it on our Little Fatty!

+1 to the comment above, our Little Fatty is the best!

It’s always like this. As a true fan of Little Fatty, I just wait for the haters to get slapped in the face!

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It must be said that ”Fake Marriage” was already popular before it started broadcasting.

Director Wang, upon hearing the news, didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

It wasn’t even filming time yet, but Bo Yimo had gotten up early, lazily leaning on the sofa, a cup of hot coffee on the coffee table, steam curling up, emitting the aroma of coffee.

The morning sunlight shone through the intricately carved glass windows like golden mist, illuminating him, outlining his perfect profile, deep and enduring.

Little Nine walked over with a serious face, ”Young Master, something happened.”

Then, he leaned in and whispered a few words.

He didn’t know what to do about this matter; once Miss Sisi was involved, it became tricky.

Last night’s leaks were all fueled by Miss Sisi behind the scenes, making it hard for them to handle privately.

He couldn’t understand why Miss Sisi was like this. For fame? She only had to ask, and there would be no worries about the film.

Another possibility, Little Nine didn’t dare to think about at all.

How could Miss Sisi possibly harm the Young Madam? There was no reason at all.

Bo Yimo closed the book, stood up, and spoke lightly, ”Let’s go.” His expressionless face, his refined eyes seemed shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see through, evoking a sense of unprovoked chill.

Where to go? Naturally, it was to find Bo Si.

The villas were not far apart, so it was only a ten-minute distance to where Bo Si lived.

Little Nine went up to ring the doorbell.

Qi Zixiu came to open the door.

He asked suspiciously, ”Is there a mission so early? Isn’t the shooting not started yet?” Coming so early, could there be some covert task?

For this reason, he also looked around to see if there were any cameras filming.

Little Nine smiled, ”Has Miss Sisi woken up?”

Just then, a delicate voice came from behind, ”Brother Little Mo, you’ve come to see me.”