“It's me, Xiaoshi, heehee-------------”
Tao Xiaofeng laughed joyfully, like a 200-pound big fellow.
On the other end of the phone.
Xu Shi's puzzled voice came through.
“What's wrong, Xiaofeng?”
“So, tomorrow is Brother Mo's premiere ceremony for the movie he collaborated with Lin An'an on. Brother Mo is such a nice guy; he didn’t forget about me and kept his word, giving me several entrance tickets. They say a lot of big shots will be attending tomorrow night. Getting one seat is already hard, but he gave me five or six, although I still wanted more. Did he give you a ticket?”
“No.”
“--Brother Mo, that forgetful fool, how could he forget about you? I'll give you one of my tickets first.”
“He didn’t give me one, but Lin An’an did.”
“-------”
The phone went silent for a moment.
Then Tao Xiaofeng's slightly excited voice came through.
“Then I’ll come find you tomorrow night, let’s meet at the premiere hall.”
“No, I have something to do tomorrow, I won’t be going anywhere.”
“Ah???”
Tao Xiaofeng was stunned.
What could be more important?
But since Xu Shi had already said so.
She didn’t dare push the matter further.
“Alright then, if you’re free, remember to let me know early so I can come find you.”
Dududu---------
The call ended.
Xu Shi breathed a sigh of relief, her plump little mouth pouting.
“Sorry, Xiaofeng, I've already planned to sneak over. I can’t let Brother Mo find out.”
The name of Brother Mo’s movie didn’t sound like anything decent.
Xu Shi was worried that sitting next to Tao Xiaofeng might make her lose control.
If she lost her composure, that would be bad.
But she definitely had to go.
On this side, apart from Xu Shi and Tao Xiaofeng,
the other protagonists didn’t know about this.
After all, it was a private screening for the industry.
A so-called sneak preview!
The sneak preview invited a group of people, including experts and ordinary folks like John Does, but mostly industry big shots.
As they say, no hype, no buzz.
Of course, Brother Mo’s popularity was already high enough now.
But this was standard procedure.
Liu Yong's vision wasn’t limited to this. He wanted to break into the international market.
He wanted Brother Mo to be a hit abroad.
He didn’t just want a domestic box office champion.
He wanted a worldwide box office champion.
This vision was suddenly opened wide!
That’s why he invited this bunch of people to watch.
Vision, in simple terms,
is about talking people into giving out their knives.
It’s about tricking fools out of their money, leaving them with nothing to trick others with, a lifetime lesson in one go!
Got it? Give it up!
Speaking of Yang Jingying and the others.
They weren’t part of the industry.
But if they wanted to come watch,
there were still seats available.
Time moved on to the next evening.
The Xu family villa.
Tonight, Xu Fuqiang, Su Ting, Xu Shi, and the Female Dragon Queen hadn’t returned.
Brother Mo had prepared the meal.
Just after finishing dinner,
his phone rang.
Brother Mo checked the caller ID and glanced at the Demoness. “It’s Lin An’an.”
“Pfft!” The Demoness couldn’t help but laughed out loud. “You don’t need to report every little thing to me, just answer it.”
Brother Mo smiled helplessly and pressed the answer button: “What’s up?”
“Brother Mo, didn’t you say you were going to come to our movie premiere tonight? Here at the Wanda Plaza you own, there’s only about an hour left before the sneak preview starts. Hurry up and come over.”
Lin An’an’s voice carried a mix of excitement and nervousness.
Excited about the new movie release.
Her performance in this film had been outstanding.
If it were before,
she certainly wouldn’t be this excited.
But this time it was a collaboration with Brother Mo.
“Alright, I’ll be there soon.” Brother Mo glanced at the Demoness. She raised a thumbs-up at him, giving an encouraging look!~
What did she mean by that?
What else could she mean by it?
She was telling him to scram!!
After hanging up the phone.
“I’m heading out.”
Brother Mo said while grabbing his coat.
Zhou Qiaoqiao rubbed her round little belly, struggling to stand up, walked over to Brother Mo, and pushed him out, impatient. “Go already, go already, stop dilly-dallying, you big man.”
Brother Mo smiled wryly.
Half an hour later.
Wanda Plaza.
Brother Mo had just exited the parking lot.
He saw banners all over the place.
They read: "Warmly celebrating the success of the national husband's debut film!!!"
"xxx international film critics on site, saying it's great."
Brother Mo thought that with his popularity, he didn’t need any promotion.
Promotion seemed so unnecessary.
After all, Wanda Plaza and everything in it were under his control.
He could promote it however he wanted.
What made Brother Mo even more speechless happened.
Some of the more eye-catching ad spaces.
All displayed him and Lin An’an’s kissing scenes.
The most explosive one.
No doubt about it.
Liu Yong was a crafty one!
A talent indeed!
The shirtless man with the perfect body, who else could it be but himself?
Brother Mo took a deep breath.
“This is taking it too far.”
Lin Fan must have been thoroughly disgusted.
After all, such scandalous stuff.
For Lin Fan, it was unforgivable.
It’s like Brother Mo wanted to say later: "I was just fixing the sink, hiding in the closet was all an accident."
But Green Masked Cuckold Dragon would never believe his lies!!
This much was certain.
Embarrassment aside,
fortunately, he was wearing a mask.
No one recognized him yet.
Oh right.
Brother Mo was just standing far away, watching his own movie promo clips.
Because getting closer was impossible!
At those ad spots right now.
There were already mobs of giddy little fangirls.
And a bunch of black lace-clad housewives.
Their eyes sparkled with stars.
Pointing and whispering about the movie clips.
At Brother Mo’s approach.
He overheard them.
They were all complimenting his physique.
They never realized before.
What a dark horse he was.
Some girls hid in the corner, quietly taking out their phones, watching promo videos on Bilibili, and without hesitation, began licking their screens.
“I’ve been waiting for you, thought you weren’t coming----------”
Seeing who had arrived.
Lin An’an hurriedly ran up.
Instinctively, she hooked her arm around Brother Mo’s elbow.
The filming process had made it easy to get into character.
She hadn’t adjusted back to reality yet.
Still seeing herself as Agent Brother Mo’s wife!
A soft and warm sensation pressed against his elbow.
Brother Mo stood frozen, like a silly goose.
Good lord?
Was it okay to seduce a married man like this?
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To be continued later
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
