Lin Que quickly scanned the content of the marketing account, then noticed the accompanying images.
"Damn! That was the wrap party the other day." Lin Que tossed his phone onto the bed next to us. "The director and everyone else had already gone in. We arrived later, and she arrived just as I did. We called the director from the door to ask for the room number. What sweet date? It's a waste of that marketing account's imagination to write a novel."
Fearing Xing Fei wouldn't believe him, he added, "Do you remember that hotel you were at that time? I even kindly took you back with me!"
Reminded by Lin Que, Xing Fei realized that she had indeed been to the hotel in the photo before, during the time she talked to Luo Wei about work a while ago.
Once you open your mouth, the memories that follow come flooding back like a tidal wave.
She remembered that she had gone to the bathroom to vomit after getting drunk, and when she came out, she ran into Lin Que and Nie Xue. Nie Xue blocked Lin Que from relieving himself, and she said something...
It seems so, Lin Que, I like you...
I like you!
After regaining her senses, Xing Fei finally realized something was wrong.
If, as the marketing accounts claim, Lin Que and Nie Xue developed feelings for each other while filming and were already together when this photo was taken, why did Nie Xue still confess her feelings to Lin Que that day?
Now there is one last question—
"Why don't you deny it?" she asked.
This is the final point that led Xing Fei to misunderstand. Not only her, but millions of netizens also took it as an admission because Lin Que and his studio did not come forward to clarify.
"I was abroad at the time! The signal was terrible there!" Lin Que cursed. "Don't you know that I have a habit of doing charity work after every movie I finish filming?"
Reminded by Lin Que, Xing Fei remembered it again.
Indeed, Lin Que has a very peculiar habit: whether he's filming a drama or a movie, he will always disappear for about a week to ten days after filming is finished. At first, no one knew what he was doing. It wasn't until his agent let it slip during an interview that everyone realized Lin Que had been doing a lot of charity work behind their backs.
As one question after another was answered, Xing Fei became increasingly less confident, and her voice grew softer and softer: "You can't keep having no cell phone signal forever, and now that you're back, haven't you heard anything?"
"..." Lin Que was probably provoked. His eyes darted around and he muttered, "I lost my phone."
"How did it get lost?" Xing Fei pressed, she couldn't believe such a coincidence could happen.
"This is none of your business." Lin Que clearly had no intention of discussing it.
Seeing that he was deliberately avoiding the question, Xing Fei was even more determined to ask: "You have to tell me, otherwise why should I believe your nonsense?"
What followed was Xing Fei's barrage of questions, all aimed at getting Lin Que to reveal the truth.
"Damn it!" Lin Que cursed, "I was playing on my phone in the bathroom and it fell into the ditch, okay?!"
"..."
Lin Que must have felt ashamed himself, because he turned his head away from her and his expression was all wrong.
Damn, that's so embarrassing.
Xing Fei was also stunned by this answer; she never expected it to be like this.
"The phone...fell into the latrine?"
"...Can't you use some more elegant adjectives, you little brat? What do you mean by 'outhouse'? It's a toilet, a restroom, a WC!"
"..." Aren't they all the same thing?
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