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Apart from Fan Jie and Shen Liangchuan, there were Mo Xicheng and two other actors, Wang Xuan and Li Mu.

The last two were known for keeping a low-profile, there were hardly ever involved in any scandals.

All of them had met at Mo Xicheng’s birthday party previously and therefore knew each other.

Mo Xicheng, as usual, looked sullen and sat on the sofa in a corner of the room. Although there were windows around, he had chosen to sit in the darkest spot of the room.

They all stood up as they saw Qiao Lian enter the room and exchanged greetings with each other.

Then they invited Qiao Lian to take her seat.

They chatted about things related to their filming crews.

When the time to order came, Qiao Lian whispered to Shen Liangchuan, “Did you have anything to eat before leaving the house this morning?”

The way she had leaned over and whispered into his ear was an act intimate enough to make him feel warm inside. He calmly replied, “No.”

“Well, then you should eat a little to fill your stomach before you drink any alcohol.” She paused and added with an anxious tone, “Actually alcohol isn’t good for your health, don’t drink too much—”

Shen Liangchuan replied calmly, “We won’t drink.”

Qiao Lian was stunned.

She widened her eyes. Was she imagining it?

But on the other hand, if these people got themselves drunk into a stupor, they could possibly find their names on every headline tomorrow.

Her blank look made Shen Liangchuan smile to himself.

This woman was sometimes quite sharp and clever in her little ways, but at times so adorably silly.

As the dishes were served up, a few of them started to chat.

Fan Jie was lively, engaging in a few conversations at once, and the atmosphere around the table was harmonious.

As they chatted, someone broached the topic of games.

Lot had recently gotten involved in large-scale development of mobile games, and these video games had attracted a group of players, which were both existing and new users.

Celebrities included.

Fan Jie was elated. “… I’m seriously good at it!”

Seeing the smug look on his face, Qiao Lian couldn’t help but laugh.

Misunderstanding her reason for laughing, Fan Jie said, “Sister-in-law, I’m not joking. Wang Xuan and Li Mu are my witnesses! Also Brother Mo. The four of us very often pair up to play team matches.”

At this point, he turned to look at Mo Xicheng excitedly. “Brother Mo, aren’t you going to say a few things in my favor!”

Mo Xicheng could only say, “Uh-huh.”

What did “Uh-huh” mean?

Talking about games energized Fan Jie. He picked up his cell phone and went into the gaming site. “Say, do you guys want to play a match right now?”

Although they would normally play video games, they did it remotely and it lacked social contact.

Now they were all together at this event, so the fight would be even more awesome.

Most of them were not too enthused by the idea, although they didn’t reject it—except Fan Jie, who was eager to give it a try.

Then, Fan Jie suddenly got agitated and jumped up. “Damn it! This idiot Zhang Mao dares to look down on me. He says my playing sucks! And he even provoked me by challenging us to a game! Let’s play! Let’s kill him!”

Zhang Mao and Fan Jie were both singers. In the early days of their careers, they started out together as a band.

Fan Jie was more popular than Zhang Mao, as he had a better image and also projected the sort of tender and adorable personality that attracted girls. This made Zhang Mao fume. He tried various times in the past to diminish Fan Jie, and eventually they parted on bad terms.

But after the band split, Fan Jie’s career took flight, whereas Zhang Mao was relegated to being a second-rate singer.