Chapter 2093: Livestream Kneeling on Durian 4

His family, Xuejun, is definitely not a foodie.

Lu Hualiang sat up straight and loudly refuted, "How is that possible! I never kneel on durians!"

"Not kneel? Then why are you introducing this method to me? I thought it was Director Lu’s advice." Han Luoqi teased, not believing a word of it.

Lu Hualiang’s face darkened, "Nonsense, I’m the one who calls the shots in my family. When I say one Xia Weibao, she wouldn’t dare say two. If someone has to kneel on durians, it would be her, not me. It’s common knowledge to appease your wife by kneeling on durians, don’t you know that, you idiot!"

Han Luoqi, "..."

Only an expletive could express how he felt like a dog in that moment!

Who is Lu Hualiang—the first famous cold male idol in Huaxia!

To say so many words at once, there must be something fishy, right?

Besides, he’s the one in charge at the Lu Family? When he says one Xia Weibao, she wouldn’t dare say two?

Not even an expletive can describe his feelings now!

Forget it, these aren’t important. Men, after all, are face-saving creatures.

"Director Lu, are you sure this method is reliable? I’ve already been kneeling for half an hour."

"Reliable, absolutely reliable. Use more of the bitter flesh tactic; she will eventually soften. If it really doesn’t work, just break your own leg, she’ll definitely feel bad."

"Is this from experience?"

The Greatest Best Actor Han thought he’d discovered a secret; Director Lu seemed glamorous outside, but at home lived a self-destructive life.

So pitiful.

Suddenly, he felt his own Xuejun was great.

Lu Hualiang’s face darkened again, "What kind of joke is this? I don’t need to use the bitter flesh tactic. My wife always considers her husband as heaven!"

Han Luoqi, "..."

Ha ha!

"Alright, she’s definitely watching you now. If you don’t believe it, pretend to faint from heat exhaustion, she’ll definitely come out."

Lu Hualiang finished speaking and hung up the call.

Han Luoqi frowned, looked suspiciously in the direction of the villa, but didn’t see anyone.

Is it reliable?

Forget it, since he’s already listened to Lu Hualiang’s bad advice, he might as well follow it again.

So he rolled his eyes and directly fell to the ground.

Immediately, someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Ah!!! Movie Emperor Han fainted from heat exhaustion!"

"Oh my god, is someone going to die—"

"Whoa—Brother Luo, you died terribly—"

The pretending-to-faint Han Luoqi, gosh!

I am not dead yet, cry cry cry, what are you crying for!

Zhuang Xuejun was already burning with anger, but upon seeing Han Luoqi faint from heat exhaustion, she couldn’t hold on anymore.

She hurriedly opened the door and rushed out.

Our Movie Emperor Han, with his acting skills, even while pretending to faint, posed in a very handsome fainting posture, aiming to have his face facing the door so that his wife would see his handsome face the first moment she rushed out.

(Provided you ignore the few punches from Qi Zhang.)

His eyes weren’t fully closed but only half-squinted.

So he could clearly see Zhuang Xuejun hurriedly running out from inside.

Movie Emperor Han’s heart skipped a beat, careful dear, there are steps, don’t fall!

He almost couldn’t help but jump up to hold her.

However, before he jumped, Zhuang Xuejun had already run to him and crouched down.

Looking tense, "Han Luoqi, how are you?"

Click click click—

The sound of shutters continually clicked, and the flashlights kept flashing; Zhuang Xuejun didn’t care about any of that.

She wanted to lift him up.

Han Luoqi "weakly" lay on the ground, holding her hand passionately and looking like he might breathe his last breath in the next second, "Honey, I was wrong, please forgive me this time, okay?"

"Get up first, let’s go to the hospital."