My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 335 - 333: "Ghost

Qi Ming hopped in frustration, "Hurry up and figure out this password so we can get out of here already! That’s the important part!"

"What’s the rush?"

Wen Qiao teased him with a laugh, as if playing with a child, "Tell me, how much allowance does your little uncle give you each month?"

If she and Qi Ming ever disagreed in the future, she would blow in Fu Jinghen’s ear and get him to cut Qi Ming’s allowance.

"I’m not telling you! Figure out the password!" Qi Ming grabbed her hand and jabbed it towards the screen, "Hurry up and think, otherwise I’ll report your negligence to the director!"

Why did that sound somewhat familiar?

"Alright, alright, I got it. Just let go of me."

Wen Qiao couldn’t stand up to him, so she temporarily gave in.

Although the other guests might have also received the "Welcome to the ’Unexpected’ grand stage" message with its chill vibe, only Wen Qiao and Qi Ming were actually trapped in the escape room.

They each received the message at eleven twenty and eleven thirty-five respectively, and there were four empty slots on the screen. Since both messages were received after eleven, the password should be—

Wen Qiao filled in the four empty slots with the digits 2, 0, 3, and 5. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

With a "click", the wall holding the monitor shifted, revealing a slit.

Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness Director Li had some conscience, having them arrange these numbers instead of endlessly combining them, otherwise they’d never get out before the episode was finished filming.

"We can finally leave this crappy little room."

Qi Ming instantly perked up, not even waiting for Wen Qiao to say anything, he eagerly cleared the table blockading the wall and pushed on the wall.

"Come on, quick!"

Qi Ming turned back and waved her over, then took the lead and walked in.

Actually, if Qi Ming acted like a normal person, he was quite endearing, possessing the straightforwardness of a big boy. After entering the entertainment industry, he didn’t engage in fake publicity and paid no attention to fame, focusing solely on making music.

It’s just that when he was being narcissistic, he really made one want to punch him.

As Wen Qiao thought this, she suddenly heard a pig-like scream coming from the room inside.

"......"

Wen Qiao rubbed her ears and walked over, just getting to the door when a figure rushed straight at her.

By the time she got a clear look, Qi Ming was already cowering behind her, shivering.

Confused, Wen Qiao turned to look at the person behind her, "What are you doing?"

"There’s a ghost!"

"......" Wen Qiao realized and said resignedly, "That’s just a staff member in costume."

Qi Ming wouldn’t listen, "But it’s so scary."

Wen Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly, "How scary? Is it missing an eyeball or does it not have a head? That scared you, a guy over one meter eighty tall, to shrink behind me, who’s a head and a half shorter than you, trembling like a little chick?"

Normally, Qi Ming would have jumped up to argue with Wen Qiao by now, but at this moment, faced with her overwhelming mockery, Qi Ming didn’t have the energy to argue anymore.

"It’s just very scary. You’ll know if you go in and see."

Let’s see if you still laugh at me when you come out too scared to speak.

Hmph!

Without a moment of hesitation, Wen Qiao stepped into the room; she was keen to see what kind of "ghost" could scare Qi Ming into such a timid state.

Qi Ming, however, absolutely refused to go back in. He stood still, letting go of Wen Qiao’s clothing, "You go. I’ll wait for you here."

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