Help! My Ex-Husband is My Online Lover

Nan Xian debuted at twenty and became an overnight sensation. At twenty-three, at the peak of her career, she married He Mingxiao. Who knew that on their wedding night, Nan Xian would receive a con...

Chapter 92 Waaah, my face hurts!

He Mingxiao entered the small room, and the staff arranged by Director Deng nodded to him before showing him the answers that Nan Xian had just written down.

While waiting for the loading to complete, He Mingxiao noticed his strange expression; he seemed to want to laugh but dared not, his face turning red from holding it in.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, not surprised, and calmly looked away.

Once loading was complete, ten lines of text filled the large screen.

Then, this usually composed business leader surprisingly went offline for a moment, staring blankly at the dense text in front of him.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, He Mingxiao regained his composure, shook his head, and let out a helpless chuckle as his complex emotions turned into a sigh.

"As expected of her..."

Before entering, seeing the meaningful smile on Nan Xian's face, he was mentally prepared, knowing that she had seen through his and Director Deng's scheme and probably wouldn't let him get his way so easily. But he hadn't expected things to turn out this way—

Nan Xian actually used every single one of the twenty sets of words!

These words were randomly selected by the production team, and most of them are completely unrelated, so it is not an easy task to put them together to form a sentence.

But she had a lot of clever ideas, so she made up a first-person story on the spot. It started out as a supernatural horror story, but then the style changed in the middle and it became a melodramatic romance about a wealthy family feud. It got even more exciting after that, with one twist after another, and the plot was full of ups and downs. In the end, it was an open ending, leaving a suspenseful question.

Although the plot is somewhat nonsensical, it is precisely this sense of surprise, where you can't predict what will happen next, that makes it so captivating and draws you in.

However, this also stumped He Mingxiao.

He graduated from Stanford University, which is ranked among the top ten in the world, with master's degrees in engineering and economics. He also has a background in clinical medicine and religious studies. Before he turned thirty, he became the youngest billionaire in China, with businesses under his name almost all over the country.

Such a person, who is outstanding in both appearance and inner qualities, scoring a 9.9 out of 10, has only one weakness—

Make up stories.

He considers himself a very boring person, accustomed to an orderly and planned life, and turning mundane and boring words into colorful stories is obviously never within his scope of consideration.

The only way to combine so many words without making it sound awkward seems to be to make up a story.

He Mingxiao held the pen, his brows furrowed, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and remained silent for a long time.

The staff member cautiously observed him, and seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, couldn't help but cough softly as a reminder.

He Mingxiao snapped out of his reverie, glanced at Nan Xian's answer again, his eyes flickered, and reluctantly closed the screen, writing down his own answer.

Half an hour later, all six people had finished answering, and the production team had already tallied the word repetition rate among them.

Nan Xian had been secretly observing He Mingxiao's expression. Seeing that he looked gloomy, she immediately laughed three times in her heart and gave herself a hundred thumbs up for her cleverness.

He Mingxiao is an investor in the program. If he can "openly" use back channels to pull strings, then of course I can also scheme against him!

He's such a person who values ​​words so much, striving for brevity and conciseness in both speaking and typing. He can make sentences, but telling stories... that would be difficult.

When she met his slightly aggrieved gaze, Nan Xian aloofly raised her chin and looked away.

If she had a tail, it would be proudly held high right now.

However, when the group assignments were announced and she saw her partner's name, Nan Xian's previously radiant face instantly froze—

Nan Xian and Wei Zeling: Vocabulary repetition rate 80%.

Moreover, it's the tallest among the three pairs.

Nan Xian was bewildered. At this moment, she truly regretted her actions: ... She had indeed shaken off He Mingxiao, this clingy guy, only to be stuck with someone she disliked even less.

One hundred thumbs instantly turned into one hundred slaps, each one loud and clear.

Nan Xian: Waaah, my face hurts.