"What happened? What happened out on the street?
What is everyone looking at?"
Song Yaoyao's startled exclamations left Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng staring in bewilderment.
If the two of them hadn't known that Song Yaoyao was the one responsible, she would have fooled them too.
Guagua: [Host, could your acting possibly be any more over the top?
Not becoming an award-winning actress was a real waste of your talents!
The Oscars owe you a little golden statuette!]
Song Yaoyao: [In this life, it's all about acting!]
Guagua: [Host, you're incredible!]
Just then, someone knocked on the door of their private room in the teahouse, and Song Qinghui went over to open it.
A teahouse waiter stood outside. He asked:
"Are you all right, honored guests?"
"We're fine."
Song Yaoyao pointed out the window and said:
"What happened? Why is it so noisy out on the street?"
"We don't know the details either. We heard that someone seems to have been assassinated in the street."
"Do you know who was assassinated?"
"No.
Honored guests, please take care of yourselves.
If everything is all right, I'll take my leave."
"Go ahead."
Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng were stunned as they listened to Song Yaoyao.
She could really keep up the act like this?
Guagua: [Host, you're the thief crying 'Catch the thief!']
Song Yaoyao: [Must you make it sound so awful?]
Guagua: [Seriously, Host, with acting skills like these, you could ride the wind and waves to success.]
Song Yaoyao: [That just proves how outstanding I am. Whatever I do, I play the part perfectly!]
Guagua: [Your narcissism is flaring up again!
Host, look downstairs! More of the Forbidden Army have arrived!]
Song Yaoyao: [They certainly got here fast!]
Downstairs, Xiao Ming, the commander of the Forbidden Army, had received