My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 331 - 329: A Stroke of Luck

Director Li turned and made a meaningful glance at his assistant, who, understanding the hint, immediately went out to look for Qi Ming’s agent.

On the other side, Qi Ming also snapped out of his dazed state, covered his microphone, and whispered to Wen Qiao, "Damn, who allowed you to reveal that! Why didn’t you just say you’re his fiancée!"

Wen Qiao also covered her microphone, gritted her teeth, and retorted, "You have the nerve to question me? If you hadn’t snuffed out that fire, how would we have ended up in this situation, openly revealing your identity like that?"

Qi Ming looked troubled, "You don’t understand. Once the production team knows about my background, they’ll definitely treat me with respect. Because of my status, even if I do something wrong, they won’t dare to point it out; they’ll treat me like an ancestor."

"......"

She knew it.

She just knew it!

Wen Qiao took a deep breath, unable to suppress the primal force bursting within her, and started punching and kicking Qi Ming, "If we could peel off your thick-skinned face, we could make dozens of human masks. If you shared just a bit of your blind confidence with others, the world wouldn’t have so many unconfident people. Do you still not understand the words ’low-profile’ and ’modesty’? You don’t need to worry, even if the production team doesn’t dare to discipline you because of your status, I will!"

"Hey, you hag, why are you hitting people," Qi Ming protected his head, retreating continuously, "Help! There’s violence here! Director, if you don’t intervene, you’re about to lose an MC!"

Director Li, watching the scene on the monitor, found the sudden fight between what seemed like two grasshoppers on the same boat quite baffling. However, seeing Qi Ming getting overwhelmingly dominated, he quickly intervened, "Stop, Wen Qiao. Don’t hit him anymore, or I’ll have to give you a red card."

"......."

Wen Qiao indeed stopped, straightened her slightly messy hair, and looked coldly at Qi Ming cowering in the corner, trembling.

Director Li asked her, "What happened? Why did you hit him?"

"He just said, now that his identity is exposed, you’ll treat him like an ancestor. He made a mistake, and you wouldn’t dare to reprimand him; basically, he speaks, and you don’t dare to respond, so he’s quite troubled."

"......"

Director Li: "You can keep hitting him. I didn’t see anything."

He really deserves a good lesson.

Qi Ming widened his eyes, protesting, "I’m terminating the contract! I’m going back to my little uncle!"

Director Li was about to say, "We haven’t confirmed yet that Fu Jinghen is your little uncle, so what are you shouting about," when his assistant came back and nodded to him.

Suddenly, everyone in the room gasped.

Did they accidentally bring a treasure to the scene?

Director Li coughed twice, "So, Qi Ming, what’s your relationship with your little uncle like?"

In case the relationship wasn’t good, all would have been for nothing.

"I am his only nephew, the son of the sister who raised him from a young age—how do you think our relationship is?"

At this moment, Qi Ming completely forgot his worried demeanor from before and started throwing his weight around because of his status.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone slapped the back of his head.

Wen Qiao looked down at him, "Can’t you speak politely?"

Qi Ming smirked and, intimidated by Wen Qiao’s imposing manner, murmured, "We have a very good relationship."

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