Chapter 140

Yang Mi shook her head: "No way! Who'd be allergic to oranges?"

"They're pretty sweet, not sour at all — why would I suddenly feel like throwing up!"

"Could it be morning sickness?"

Su Chen had just taken the orange from her and popped it into his mouth.

Hearing those words,

he sprayed it out on the spot.

Sprayed it all over Yang Mi's face!

"What the heck? What reaction?"

Yang Mi said calmly: "Morning sickness."

"Most pregnant women, during a certain period in the early stage of pregnancy, will frequently feel like throwing up."

"You're not a woman, you don't pay attention to this stuff, so you probably don't know."

Su Chen trembled all over.

"You… you're pregnant? That can't be right!"

"The little raincoat isn't just for show — you didn't secretly poke a hole in it, did you?"

Celebrities or top-tier professional league athletes,

all receive training on this matter.

When having relations with a woman,

the little raincoat must be carried personally.

You can't use the other party's.

Because it might have been poked with a hole.

And after finishing, the filled-up little raincoat must be flushed down the toilet.

It's just that Su Chen never imagined —

Boss Yang, with those honest-looking thick brows and big eyes, would actually do something like that?

Yang Mi denied it: "I didn't do that!"

"Besides, I had vomiting symptoms a couple of days ago too."

"I tried several different pregnancy test sticks, all of them showed just one line."

"Maybe I'm overthinking it, it should just be my body feeling unwell."

Only then did Su Chen let out a long sigh of relief.

He really did want one or two little darling baby girls.

Those cute, milky little bundles of joy —

snuggling them in his arms would feel so comfy!

But becoming a young father was another story.

"Sister Mi, don't scare me like that in the future."

"I just unlocked a new entry, I'm having a blast playing with it!"

"But I'll try to hold back as much as I can."

A brand-new entry can only serve as an auxiliary to spice things up.

It can't become a daily routine.

Otherwise, Yang Mi would become the second Song Huiqiao.

Yang Mi smiled gently: "Any new tricks today?"

"Climbing the dragon, attaching to the phoenix, going along with every whim, husband and wife in harmony, Diao Chan worshipping the moon, Xishi doing laundry, peach blossoms against a pretty face…"

"None of these are fresh anymore, it's time to update the version."

Su Chen scooped Yang Mi up in one swoop.

"Definitely gotta update — today! Today!"

………

Magic Capital.

Mercedes-Benz Arena.

The Film and Television Gala was about to begin.

This event had invited nearly all the most active film and television actors in the domestic entertainment circle.

Even big shots like Andy Lau and Liang Chaowei, who had new films coming out soon, had all come.

All sorts of capital-backed traffic little fresh meats and little flower actresses had also gathered in full force.

Actually, this kind of event was just about doing publicity for these resource-backed stars.

The major golden sponsors from several platforms drew up a huge pile of awards.

Your backed artist takes one or two awards.

My backed artist takes one or two awards.

Then hand out a few more awards to those top-tier artists, and that's that!

At this moment.

The square was packed with people.

Outside the cordon.

Over ten thousand fanatical, brain-dead fans were holding up support signs, support banners, and the like.

Going wild with support for their own idols.

These people, some are just children from ordinary families.

Some are top-tier second-generation rich.

Their spending power is extremely strong.

They are all prime leeks for the traffic stars.

Before filming "Blossoms Shanghai."

Su Chen was only a third-tier artist.

He didn't have the qualifications to come to this kind of occasion.

But by landing the male lead of "Blossoms Shanghai."

He would have a very good chance of reserving the next top-tier star's spot.

Moreover, during the filming of "Blossoms Shanghai."

Su Chen released a few singles, and they blew up across the entire internet.

Paparazzi also broke a wave of scandal on him, and his popularity surged once again.

Even though he hadn't yet secured his top-tier position.

In the short term, Su Chen's popularity and buzz were already unmatched.

Because he had no work he could bring out to show, he couldn't win any awards.

So Yang Mi discussed it with the organizers.

To have Su Chen serve as one of the award-presenting guests.

As well as one of the opening performance guests.

Su Chen prepared a song called "Nocturne"!

For a big occasion, one must bring out the heaviest work!

Because this world didn't have the song "Nocturne," Su Chen's version was an original.

So he sent the lyrics, sheet music, and arrangement to the staff in advance to facilitate communication.

In the backstage hall of the event, stars gathered.

Big shots were also not few.

The celebrities did have fame.

But these behind-the-scenes big shots were the real winners.

They were top-tier capital.

Celebrities were the tools of capital.

The difference was nothing more than whether the tool's effect was big or small, whether the money earned was much or little.

Su Chen's looks, physique, temperament, and bearing, placed among this group of handsome men and beautiful women.