Plagued by bad reviews, but the top actress!-Chapter 162 - : The Empress is Really Lacking Self-Awareness

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Chapter 162 -162: The Empress is Really Lacking Self-Awareness

“Playing video games?”

“Yeah, I’m playing PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds right now. Wanna join for a round, Director Xu?”

Xu Jiayang’s eye twitched fiercely, “Your speciality is PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds?!”

He had indeed often seen her playing the game.

But if he remembered correctly, she seemed to have never won…

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This is also called a speciality?

“Yeah.” Xia Weibao said without batting an eyelid, “I’m really good at it.”

Director Xu wiped his sweat, not wanting to crush her spirit, so he asked further, “Besides PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds, do you have any other skills?”

“I’m also amazing at Honor of Kings. Wanna play, Director Xu? I could help you rank up, but my own rank is pretty low, still in Bronze.”

Xu Jiayang silently hung up the phone; he hadn’t even mentioned that he was Diamond.

She, a Bronze, had the nerve to say she was amazing?

Leng Yan was speechless, “Is Xia Weibao an idiot?”

He was Starshine and hadn’t said anything, hadn’t bragged at all.

Damn, that woman couldn’t possibly think being Bronze was something to brag about, could she?

In the coffee shop, the PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds trio gazed at Xia Weibao with eyes filled with awe at how incredibly thick-skinned their leader was.

Xia Weibao was puzzled, “What’s up? You guys want me to help you rank up, too?”

Help them rank up?

Big Chicken’s face changed; he covered his privates and said, “I’ve got to pee, gotta run.”

Second Chicken immediately pulled out his phone, “Sorry, my mom’s calling me home for dinner, I have to leave first.”

Third Chicken looked left and right, then quickly spit out the pacifier he was chewing on.

“Ah, I dropped my pacifier. Need to go find it.”

And then he scrambled away.

Damn!

Once upon a time, she had been Gold, but Xia Weibao had dragged her down to Bronze!

Letting this gaming black hole continue to lead, she’d likely drop from Bronze I to Bronze III! (Don’t ask why one would demote in Bronze, because the plot demands it)

Left alone in the coffee shop, Xia Weibao was utterly confused.

What the heck, why did they all run off one by one?

Whatever, she might as well go find her little apprentice to rank up.

Xiang Chu was enthusiastically studying the weight-loss prescription Xia Weibao had given Lu Huashan.

He was very happy to receive a call from Xia Weibao.

“Master, are you looking for me for something?”

“Little apprentice, I’ll take you to rank up.”

Baby Xiang Chu’s inner self was rejecting it!

Master, you’ve already taken me from Gold to Bronze!

But when your dear Master asks, you have to suck it up and do it.

Since he had already hit rock bottom, a dead pig doesn’t fear boiling water. Let’s do it!

It really must be said that Her Majesty the Empress doesn’t sweat the small stuff.

She had sabotaged someone’s marriage proposal, caused an uproar online, and still had the nerve to casually shut the webpage and play games.

She didn’t even care to follow what was happening online.

On the other hand, Lu Hualiang kept replaying her fighting video, the murderous intent in his eyes almost tangible.

Thinking of how the information he had gathered had become a pile of garbage again, it made him want to commit murder!

Yang Li sat on the office couch, organizing documents, frighteningly trembling.

It was the African sitting next to him who couldn’t stop ranting about Xia Weibao.

“I really don’t get what the master was thinking, actually marrying Xia Weibao. That sort of woman isn’t even fit to warm Master’s bed!”

“And now she’s even taken over Lu Garden, so vain!”

“The women in the entertainment industry are all dirty and pretentious, a bunch of weaklings that fall over with a gust of wind. Just looking at them irritates me.

How is a woman who can’t stand a breeze fit for the master? Brother, don’t you agree?”

Yang Li silently observed his constantly complaining brother.

He had become as dark as an African, yet why couldn’t his mouth learn to keep shut?