"Wahahaha, Ming Shen, you're the only idol I've ever had in my life." —Shu Qian, netizen
"Please, Ming Shen, teach us your ways with women!" —Youyou Wo Xin, netizen
"I think I might be able to become a second Jiang Siming too, with wives and concubines all around me." —Sishui Ruzi Di, netizen
"The guy above clearly hasn't woken up yet. Someone bring some yellow urine and wake him up!" —Jinyou De Fuyan, netizen
"I'll do it!" raises hand "I ate twenty plates of kidney yesterday, so my urine's damn yellow!" —Someone's Little Fanboy, netizen
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While everyone in Huaxia was celebrating, the people in Korea were crying themselves unconscious.
Jiang Siming didn't know how things were going in Huaxia, but he did know that Korea had indeed been thrown into chaos.
After the news broke, Jiang Siming and Lin Yun'er returned home, only to find the area outside their house packed with reporters who had followed them there.
Although the residential complex was high-end enough to keep them out, they were all waiting at the entrance.
The media had watched with their own eyes as the car stopped outside the villa courtyard, and Jiang Siming and Lin Yun'er got out.
Jiang Siming had even deliberately wrapped an arm around Lin Yun'er's slender waist and swaggered into the villa.
Many of the male reporters wished they could rush over and tear Jiang Siming apart. That bastard was far too shameless—he had absolutely done it on purpose! He just wanted to make them jealous.
After the two entered the house, the reporters could no longer see them. But with their imaginations, they knew exactly what the two could be doing inside.
Cry. Cry your hearts out!
Of course, after showing off, Jiang Siming drove to the set the next day. The