The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 116

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The usually bustling and lively "Xianzhou" set was unusually quiet, an unprecedented lax vibe filled the hot air.

Lu He sat inside the nanny van, scrolling through his phone chatting with a younger sister from the neighboring set. Watching her flood him with all sorts of cute emojis, a small smile curved his lips.

The assistant next to him opened a bottle of water and handed it over, sighing at the heat outside. "Brother He, drink some water. The director's still mad—probably won't cool down till the afternoon."

Lu He took the bottled water from his assistant and took a sip, pulling his gaze away from his phone.

In the drama "Xianzhou", he played the son of the main villain, dressed in a dark red period costume. His naturally rebellious eyebrows had been toned down a bit by the makeup artist, losing some gloom and gaining some charm and composure. Especially when he raised an eyebrow, the sharp tail looked particularly lively.

The assistant felt the air in the car was too stuffy, so he stepped out for a smoke. Just as the lighter's flame touched the cigarette and the strong smell of tobacco hadn't fully spread, out of the corner of his eye he spotted Film Empress Wen's van driving back.

Squinting, he watched the car stop, grinding the cigarette between his teeth impatiently, as Film Empress Wen and her manager got out one after another—and surprisingly, a silver-haired young man followed behind them.

The assistant exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyebrows raising uncontrollably, a spark of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He had long heard that female stars looked glamorous on the outside but lived messy private lives. Could it be that the actress even brought her "little white face" to the set?

He took out his phone, wanting to snap a photo—preferably a clear one, so he could sell it to entertainment reporters later!

Just as he focused, the silver-haired young man turned around and helped a woman out of the van.

The woman's face gradually zoomed in on the phone screen. The assistant's cigarette suddenly dropped from his mouth. "Yu Yuan?"

"What?" The van's window suddenly rolled down behind him, and Lu He poked his head out with a serious expression. "Who did you say?"

"Brother He, look, it's Yu Yuan!"

The assistant quickly handed the phone to Lu He after the dropped cigarette burned him. Lu He only caught a side profile before it was blocked by the silver-haired youth—but that profile was far too familiar; he saw it almost every day in the mirror!

Lu He snapped off his sunglasses, revealing a face almost eight parts identical to Yu Yuan's.

His dark eyes stared fixedly at Yu Yuan's back, his expression grim. "Why is she here?!"

Seeing his handsome face turn stern, the assistant didn't dare say anything more, brushing it off, "Looks like she went into Film Empress Wen's dressing room. Maybe she's a friend of hers?"

"Hmph, her?" Lu He snorted coldly and got out of the van.

If she was really close with the actress, the resources slipping through the actress's fingers alone would be enough for her to support herself. Why would she have to serve old men drinks?

Thinking about what his blood-related younger sister had done before, Lu He was full of disgust.

Such a petty, shameless person with no self-respect—if she really got into their Lu family, he'd be laughed at to death!

Now suddenly hooking up with the actress... thinking about the resources from the brand his sister was about to land, he paused.

That brand's long-time collaborator was the actress, who was also one of the brand's shareholders. If Yu Yuan badmouthed Jingxi in front of Film Empress Wen...

Lu He's gaze darkened.

This Yu Yuan, losing out in the open, resorted to all kinds of shady mysticism and persona-building. Not satisfied with her traffic, she even latched onto the actress... really, all the lowest tricks were being pulled!

That kind of person—he sure as hell didn't owe her anything. Owe her? No way!

Who even knows what tricks she used to get close to the Film Empress Wen. The senior must have been fooled...

"Let's go!" Lu He grabbed his umbrella, eyes fierce, and stormed toward the actress's room.

Today, he was going to expose Yu Yuan's true face!

The crew was filming at a well-known film city. There was more than one crew shooting nearby, but only the crew of "Xianzhou" went all out, renting the vacant attic next to the film city as a lounge for several main actors.

Lu He's own lounge was on the first floor, while the second floor, which was more private, served as the resting area for a few award-winning actors and actresses.

On his way upstairs, he happened to run into the assistant of the leading actor Wei. Seeing Lu He unusually on the second floor, the assistant first looked surprised, then laughed, "Brother He Ge, how come you have time to come upstairs?"

He was actually two years older than Lu He, but in the entertainment world, a bit of sweet talk never hurt.

Lu He saw it was him and smiled, nodding, "I've got something to talk to Sister Wen about."

"Sister Wen, huh," the assistant pointed behind him, "I just came from her lounge. She just brought a friend and they're chatting inside."

Thinking about it, the assistant sounded a bit envious.

What kind of attitude was that—getting scolded publicly by the director in the morning but still calling friends to visit. But she really had the confidence—great acting skills, good looks, every movie she starred in was a hit, the darling of the capital...

Lu He's smile stayed humble, but his teeth ground with a gnashing sound.

"Is that so," he said through clenched teeth, his face still smiling, "then I better hurry over so I don't keep them from chatting."

The two exchanged a few more words and then parted.

He didn't run into anyone else on the way. Lu He's face darkened, almost dripping with gloom.

The door to Film Empress Wen's lounge was tightly shut. Sister Ren and the assistant stood guard outside, and when they saw Lu He's gloomy face approach, they both froze.

"Sister Ren," Lu He greeted her with a smile, as if the earlier darkness was just an illusion, "I came to drop off something for Sister Wen, a gift from the brand."

A few days ago at a charity gala, he had met Film Empress Wen. Wen He had some connections with the organizer and introduced him to them. He just signed a deal yesterday to be their spokesperson, so it was time to send some gifts.

In this circle, there was always give and take—otherwise, it looked clueless.

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