Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?-Chapter 276: Good Stuff

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Chapter 276: Chapter 276: Good Stuff

The group of doctors felt their bodies tighten in shock, their rear ends clenched, and they put on their most serious expressions. Nervously, they said, "We still need to keep you in the hospital for further observation."

Feeling so frustrated inside, why are they such cowards, geez!

Tong Yan: ...

How can they shamelessly say something like that, geez!

What happened to staying steadfast in poverty, uninfluenced by wealth, and unyielding to force?

How come they yield as soon as they’re confronted with force!

Where is your professional ethics as doctors? Has it been eaten by dogs?

Hold on!

This scene looks eerily familiar...

Mr. Movie Star, haven’t you used this trick enough times to be sick of it?

Tong Yan spoke with a fake smile, "Young Master Mo, you really are quite the strategist."

Without the doctors’ permission, how could she even leave this hospital!

Tong Yan felt exhausted, like she could never love again.

Luckily, Little Nine had already bought a big bag of food as instructed, and food being her true love, Tong Yan was immediately distracted and started eating.

# Little Fatty is straying further down the road of overfeeding #

Not long after, Li Xin arrived at the hospital panting heavily and served her the chicken soup she had personally made. Knowing her sister loved to eat, and given the irregular meal times due to filming, Li Xin specially learned to cook to ensure she could always prepare food for her sister anytime, anywhere.

# Give a thumbs up for China’s best assistant, shall we #

"Did you bring the thing I asked you to?" Tong Yan said while drinking the chicken soup, even though she had just consumed an assortment of delicacies like desserts, stir fry, fruits, and so on brought by Little Nine.

But she drank two bowls of chicken soup effortlessly and gnawed on chicken feet as a side dish.

Li Xin picked up a gift box, "Sis, what do you need this thing for?"

Tong Yan looked up and pointed to Bo Yimo sitting beside them, "It’s for Young Master Mo."

Li Xin froze completely, unbelievably saying, "For... for... for Young Master Mo?"

Was she going to give that thing to Young Master Mo? Did her sister misspeak?

Poor Li Xin stuttered out of shock.

Tong Yan confidently nodded, "Give it to him. He’s eagerly awaiting it."

Li Xin wanted to cry but had no tears. Giving this thing to Young Master Mo, could she even continue living?

No, she couldn’t.

Under Bo Yimo’s powerful presence, Li Xin mustered her courage, walked over, and placed the item next to his desk, "Young Master Mo, this is from my sister. It’s... quite practical."

Bo Yimo curled his lips into a slight, ambiguous smile, "Maybe this should stay with my darling."

Li Xin looked at Bo Yimo in surprise, "Young Master Mo, you know what this is?"

Her sister had specifically instructed her to wrap it in several layers and make sure the packaging was exquisite, so she went to a gift shop to have it done. She couldn’t forget the surprised looks from the staff, as if they were looking at someone foolish.

My reputation is ruined because of my sister!

The package gave no clue as to what was inside!

As expected of Young Master Mo; how does he even know, it’s like he foresaw it.

Li Xin blindly admired him.

Bo Yimo nonchalantly said, "What do you think?"

Of course, he knows!

Li Xin, filled with admiration, almost wanted to kneel and sing a song of surrender.

Looks like the movie star won’t be accepting the gift.

She was hoping to see the movie star’s shocked expression.

Too bad.

Tong Yan shook her head in disappointment; it seemed she had to do it herself.

She put down the empty bowl, walked up to Bo Yimo, and personally unwrapped the gift, her smile beaming and her eyes filled with malicious intent, like a mischievous little fox. She raised her chin, "Young Master Mo, here’s some pork compensation for you."

In the middle of a heap of packaging materials was a slab of pork, the kind with an even mix of fat and lean meat.