Xie Lin and Lu Ye walked through the door one after the other and entered the circular hall.
Yue Lan, Yu Zhiwei, Jin Tiancheng, and Wu Xinyou all looked over at them, surprise written across their faces.
"Huh? Why did you two come out of the same door?"
Phones weren't allowed during this segment, so they still knew nothing about what Xie Lin had just gone through.
Lu Ye still looked rather grim.
"I got here first, so I went to find my wife."
His gaze swept across the others, carrying a faint pressure.
"Why aren't Film Emperor Fu and Miss Fu here yet?"
He had barely finished speaking when a voice came from behind one of the doors.
"We're here, we're here. Sorry to keep everyone waiting."
Fu Yingying supported Fu Yunxi as they, too, emerged from the same door.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Fu Yunxi shook off her hand.
"No need to help me. I only twisted my ankle a little. It's nothing."
Fu Yingying played along perfectly.
"As long as you're okay. I was really worried about you."
As she spoke, her gaze drifted almost imperceptibly toward Xie Lin.
Trying too hard to cover it up.
The words instantly surfaced in Xie Lin's mind.
Fu Yunxi might have acted in horror films, but that didn't stop him from being afraid of ghosts.
Xie Lin had discovered this years ago; he simply couldn't be bothered to expose him.
Ultimately, Fu Yunxi's acting was just too good. He had kept it hidden until today. Otherwise, how would Director Sha have dared secretly turn the "mild horror" he had promised into "extreme horror"?
Xie Lin's gaze moved between the two of them. He found nothing amiss, but that wasn't enough to clear them of suspicion.
Fu Yunxi straightened his