Song Xi tumbled out of bed, crying out in pain.
Lou Yuming's brow furrowed so tightly it could have crushed a mosquito.
To get so drunk after going out to work, she was really growing up!
"Sir, the call is connected!"
Lou Yuming took the phone, his voice grim, "Now, immediately, go to Song Xi's room!"
"Ah?"
Xiao Mo, just woken up, wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth. Startled by the man's chilling tone, she quickly put on her clothes and rushed over like a whirlwind.
"Sister Xi! Sister Xi!"
Xiao Mo banged on the door, meekly saying to Lou Yuming, "Mr. Lou, there's no sound from inside."
Lou Yuming's temples throbbed, "I don't care what method you use, five minutes from now, have her video call me! If not, you don't need to come back tomorrow!"
"Mr. Lou!"
The call was hung up directly. Xiao Mo, on the verge of tears, hurried to the lobby via the elevator.
As the staff member produced the card and was about to open the door, it unexpectedly opened from the inside.
Song Xi rubbed the back of her head where she'd fallen, frowning, "What's wrong?"
Confirming she was safe, Xiao Mo let out a long sigh. After seeing off the staff, her legs felt weak. Leaning against the wall, she could barely speak coherently, "...Sister, Sister Xi, you scared me to death!"
Song Xi, not understanding, helped her sit down.
Xiao Mo caught the faint scent of alcohol on her, "You've been drinking?"
Song Xi hummed, "Didn't you give it to me?"
Looking at the empty wine bottle, Xiao Mo felt like crying without tears, "But I didn't tell you to drink it all!"
"Are you alright? Are you dizzy?" After finishing a whole bottle of red wine, how could her body handle it? No wonder Mr. Lou was worried.
Although Song Xi's face was flushed, her mind was perfectly clear. She said dismissively, "It was just a bottle of red wine."
Xiao Mo fumbled for her phone, "I'll video call Mr. Lou."
"No!"
Song Xi snatched the phone away, her eyes stern, "Don't call him!"
Xiao Mo said aggrievedly, "But... if I don't, I'll be fired tomorrow, Sister Xi..."
That despicable man!
Song Xi's face turned cold. Taking Xiao Mo's phone, she found Lou Yuming on WeChat and initiated a video call.
A moment later, the man's handsome and stern features appeared on the screen.
Before Lou Yuming could speak, she preempted him like a machine gun.
"You threaten people whenever you feel like it, who do you think you are! Xiao Mo is my assistant, only I have the right to fire her! Don't call me, don't contact me, we're over!"
"Click!"
The video call ended.
Lou Yuming: "..."
He hadn't said a word. Where did all this temper come from? However, seeing that she was safe, he was somewhat relieved.
Indeed, he shouldn't let her drink. When she was drunk, she spouted nonsense. Unacceptable!
He'd deal with her properly when he got back!
"Mr. Lou, it's not good. Miss Song is trending again." Back in the car, Yao Yifan said urgently, holding an iPad.
Lou Yuming took the iPad, swiped a couple of times, his brows deepening.
#A guest star on a talent show cries late at night due to intense training difficulties#
Lou Yuming: "..."
Yao Yifan looked worried, "Although Miss Song was wearing a mask, everyone seems to have recognized her. There are many people online following the trend and criticizing her. Sir, what should we do?"
Such a worry.
Lou Yuming tapped on the photo that had caused all the commotion.
He looked at it very seriously and carefully. Just as Yao Yifan thought he would say something about how to handle it, he unexpectedly commented, "It's a good shot."
Yao Yifan: "..."
Lou Yuming threw the iPad back, saying nonchalantly, "Dai Ze has his ways of handling it."
"...Okay." Yao Yifan was a little disappointed.
After an unknown amount of time, as the car neared the villa, Lou Yuming suddenly said from the back seat, "Book me a flight to B City for tomorrow."
"Yes, Sir!"
He knew Mr. was worried about Miss Song!
At this time, Song Xi also received a call from Dai Ze.
It was then that she learned she was trending on hot search.
Xiao Mo looked at the online comments, very indignant, "Sister Xi, they're just talking nonsense!"
Song Xi glanced at it indifferently. She hadn't expected a single photo could make people wildly speculate. It seemed she really had a troublesome reputation.
Dai Ze asked, "Was the training intensity very high? What was the situation at the time?"
Song Xi certainly couldn't admit she lost her composure because she saw Lou Yuming's message. So, she made up a random excuse, "The intensity wasn't high, it was just that some sand got into my eyes at the time."
Dai Ze: "..."
Although absurd, it was within the realm of possibility.
The strange thing was the time, place, and the photographer's skill. However, this was precisely an opportunity!
Dai Ze looked at the photo, which had a distinct vibe of a romantic novel heroine.
He instructed, "Don't do anything, don't say anything. Continue with your rehearsals and work as usual. Leave the rest to me."
Song Xi nodded.
With Dai Ze, the golden agent, by her side, she felt very reassured.