Chapter 133: Are You Harmonious…in Bed? 1 (1/2)

Chapter 133: Are You Harmonious…in Bed? (1)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Wanting to borrow some good fortune from Yu Qinghuan, Liu Jia’an started the publicity of The Line of Life and Death. And the first stop was in this city.

But after all, in this movie, Yu Qinghuan only played the third male lead. Although Liu Jia’an wanted to use his title of “koi” to hype the movie up, he finally gave up after giving it some consideration.

After what had happened last time, Wang Chengcheng lost endorsements of two famous brands, and even many investors said they would not invest in any films she starred in.

Nowadays, in the entertainment circle, a star’s fame was solely judged by the network traffic that he/she could attract. Wang Chengcheng was mainly focusing on her acting skills. Although she had some certain popularity, in fact, the discussion on her topics was not as good as that of other newly rising female young stars.

The incident dealt a heavy blow to her, so much so that when the film crew publicized the movie, she was uncharacteristically quiet, keeping a low profile and showing no intention in hyping her propaganda with any male star of the same crew.

“She deserves it!” After finishing an interview, Zhao Qingyuan cursed at Wang Chengcheng’s back fiercely. He turned to Yu Qinghuan and blinked at him teasingly, “Qinghuan, you won so much last time in Macao, shouldn’t you treat me a big meal?”

In normal times, Zhao Qingyuan would hold no interest in the eight million yuan. However, this money was neither his remuneration nor endorsement fee, it was won by Yu Qinghuan with his luck and even with no efforts. That was why Zhao Qingyuan was especially envious.

He put his arms around Yu Qinghuan’s shoulder and slapped a black mask on his face. With a smile, he said, “Come on! Come on! Let’s go now.”

“What would you like to eat?” Yu Qinghuan drove away Zhao Qingyuan’s restless paws and glanced at him, warning, “Behave yourself.”

“Don’t be so serious. Just a hug. You’re not gonna lose a pound of your flesh.” Zhao Qingyuan said bitterly. Although he dropped his hand, he was still staring piteously at Yu Qinghuan.

“I am gay and have a boyfriend. You know.” Yu Qinghuan straightened his wrinkled shirt and raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Qingyuan was about to ask if Qinghuan was afraid he might fall in love with him, but the next second, he suddenly realized something.

“You…what did you say?” He looked at Yu Qinghuan, dumbfounded, even unconsciously stopped his steps, “Boy…Boyfriend? Who…is your boyfriend?”

Yu Qinghuan couldn’t help thinking of Zhao Rui’s words and tried to hold his laugh, “Sure enough, you are the only one who could not see it through.”

Hearing this, Zhao Qingyuan was even more surprised, “Only me? Does everyone around you know that? Who the fuck is it? Could it be someone outside the circle? Your alumni? Do I know him?”