Song Bin froze and looked toward the source of the sound.
The two handsome men and beautiful women stared at him in surprise, then moved aside in unison, revealing the sofa behind them.
And... the woman sitting on the sofa.
When Song Bin saw the woman's smiling face, his pupils contracted sharply, and it felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured into his body from head to toe, chilling him to the bone.
Looking at Zhou Qiong, who was completely unharmed, Song Bin had no idea what she had just said; he was filled with fear and confusion.
He cried out in a terrified voice, as if he had seen a ghost:
"Zhou Qiong, you...you're not..."
Didn't she fall from a height of tens of meters?
Why is everything alright?
What exactly happened?
Qi An was still smiling, but his eyes were cold.
"Sorry, I didn't die from the fall. I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Song Bin's face turned deathly pale.
A few seconds later, he finally realized what was happening, and like a Sichuan opera face-changing act, he switched from disbelief to surprise and excitement.
"Honey, you scared me to death! I thought you were the one who got into trouble. Thank God you're alright, I'm so glad you're alright."
From their conversation, everyone figured out Song Bin's identity.
So this is the "incompetent" gigolo behind Zhou Qiong, and also the protagonist of the number one trending topic.
With this in mind, everyone subtly scrutinized Song Bin, scanning his entire body and lingering on certain areas.
After the scan was completed, the male and female protagonists simultaneously pursed their lips.
That's it?
They're not good enough for Sister Qiong at all!
They're not even as good as him/her.
In front of everyone on set, Song Bin had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue performing.
Qi An pushed away the arm that was reaching out to hug him, grabbed his wrist, and pulled up a chair.
"You must be exhausted from traveling all this way. Sit down and rest."
The next second, Song Bin was shoved heavily into a hard chair.
He gasped, almost screaming and jumping up, his face contorted in pain.
The room was full of drama queens, masters of reading between the lines, and they certainly didn't miss his lapse in composure.
The group exchanged glances, their expressions growing increasingly strange.
Could what's trending on social media be true?
The director coughed lightly and said, "Xiao Zhou, since Xiao Song is here too, let's talk things out face to face and avoid any misunderstandings."
As soon as the director finished speaking, no one looked away; they all stared at Qi An with bright, shining eyes.
Their desire to gossip is quite obvious.
Song Bin looked bewildered: "What misunderstanding? What do you want to talk to me about?"
Following the principle of sharing the spoils, Boss Qi nodded to Song Bin, his words concise and to the point.
"Congratulations, you're trending on Weibo, and you're even in the center position!"
Panic surged through Song Bin's heart. He frantically pulled out his phone and turned off airplane mode.
Immediately afterwards, the notification sound kept ringing, filled with missed calls and unread messages, while the top of the feed was a trending topic.
Song Bin clicked on the button with trembling hands.
Upon seeing the contents, his eyes widened in horror, and he felt as if he had fallen into a fire.
The phone became so hot that Song Bin lost his grip and dropped it to the ground, his teeth and hair trembling.
Seeing his reaction, everyone understood perfectly.
The director and assistant director exchanged a glance and let out a silent sigh.
They began to think about how to handle this in a way that would minimize the impact on Zhou Qiong and the film.
The female lead was so angry she turned into a pufferfish, and the male lead started rolling up his sleeves, but the female lead stopped him.
Don't interfere yet, let's see how Sister Qiong handles it.
Not daring to look into other people's eyes, Song Bin suppressed his fear and changed his expression again, this time switching to anger mode.
He endured the pain, jumped up from the chair, and explained to Qi An with an urgent expression:
"That's all bullshit, honey. Believe me, I absolutely didn't do those things. It's all a lie."
He put on an act of great injustice: "They violated my privacy and reputation, and I'm going to sue them for defamation."
The others shook their heads in disappointment.
Their acting is really bad.
Qi An smiled without saying a word, only staring at his face with amusement.
The more silent she became, the more guilty Song Bin felt, and he gave incoherent explanations that didn't make sense.
In the end, Song Bin awkwardly looked away, no longer daring to meet her gaze.
"Have you finished explaining? If you're done, it's my turn."
Song Bin tensed up, as did everyone else, all waiting to see how she would handle the situation.
Qi An didn't say a word, but punched Song Bin to the ground and kicked him hard in the buttocks with his studded Martin boots.
Heart-wrenching screams echoed through the ward, so horrific that one wondered what kind of unbearable pain this was.
Song Bin crawled and knelt on the ground, trying to escape.
No matter how he tried to dodge, the Martin boots always hit the target squarely, without missing a single one.
He was lying down, so he kicked from behind; he was lying down, so he kicked from the front.
Its precise strike targeting is comparable to that of an intercontinental ballistic missile.
The men in the ward stared in disbelief, trembling with fear, and none of them dared to stop them.
The female protagonist leaned against the door, clenching her small fists, silently cheering for her idol.
The male protagonist felt both frustrated and incredibly cool about Sister Qiong kicking people.
Those long legs are longer than the life of that bastard rolling on the ground.
After a few kicks, Song Bin's whole body convulsed, and he couldn't even scream. His buttocks were covered in blood, which smeared the floor.
The sewn-up chrysanthemum was kicked and torn open.
Qi An only stopped when Song Bin fainted from the pain and the director called out.
The female protagonist opened the door, and doctors and nurses rushed in, along with two police officers.
After the fall from the height, the film crew called 120 (emergency services) and the police.
When the police arrived at the hospital, the person who had fallen had just passed away.
The director and a few crew members happened to be at the hospital, so the police officers were just about to come over for a routine inquiry and take a statement.
The reason the process was so simple was because the person fell into a hole in full view of everyone.
Many people saw it; it was a complete accident, and there was no murderer.
Before the statement could even be taken, a brutal fight broke out.
Ah, no, it was a one-sided beating.
Seeing Song Bin faint, the two police officers' faces darkened, and the crew members were about to explain for Qi An.
Qi An preemptively pointed at Song Bin and said to the police officer:
"Officer, I want to report a crime. I suspect he hired someone to kill me."
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