Rebirth: Top Actress, Your Big Shot Husband is Jealous Again! Chapter 860: Which Words from Your Mouth Are True, Which Are

Louis Lawrence smiled and directly signed his own na.

Then he handed it back: "See how I’ve done."

The girl looked at the flamboyant signature, finding it extrely beautiful.

"It’s really good."

"Is that so? How does it compare to my usual signature—did I exceed expectations?" Louis blinked and said with a playful smile.

It made the young girl blush imdiately; she didn’t expect such a casual tone from a big star talking to her, so she nodded at once.

"Yeah, it’s better than usual."

"Really? So, compare them, which one’s actually better?" Louis grinned mischievously, with a hint of allure, pointing at a nearby banner.

Instinctively, the girl looked over; it was a poster of Louis dressed in ancient attire, dressed as Yusuf, with an enlarged version of his signature on it.

And that signature...

The smile on the girl’s face instantly froze. Then she widened her eyes, glanced down at the notebook in her hand, and her expression changed again.

The signature on the notebook was completely different from the one on the poster, not even the sa person’s signature...

"Oh, silly ! Recently, Director Xu asked to design a signature for him, so as I signed, I got into the habit and accidentally wrote Director Xu’s na."

Louis blinked with an innocent look, as if it were truly an innocent mistake...

The scene instantly fell silent; such a awkward situation was sothing they had never seen.

Could it be possible for a fan not to recognize their idol’s signature?

"But little sister, are you really my fan? Not recognizing my signature—it’s truly hurtful." Louis clutched his chest, pretending to be hurt.

The girl looked a bit embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

"I, I just didn’t see it clearly for a mont."

"Really?" Louis still appeared hurt and sowhat skeptical: "Then tell , how old am I, what’s my zodiac sign, what do I like to eat?"

The girl: "..." How on earth would she know?

"Tsk, so you’re really not my fan, huh." Louis suddenly narrowed his eyes, saying unhappily.

"Such a young age, yet full of lies. Which words from your mouth are true, and which are false?"

Bella Green stood behind Louis, listening to him, unable to help but smile.

This man was even more adept at deceiving than she was.

Everyone looked at the young girl, their expressions sowhat peculiar.

"I, I wasn’t lying! Who says fans have to know all that!" The girl raised her neck loudly, but obviously appeared a bit guilty.

Louis unceremoniously grabbed the notebook from her hand, flipped to the front, and on the notebook, it was full of Fiona Grantham’s photos and lyrics from television the songs she sang, with one of Fiona’s autographs and a string of encouraging words.

In comparison, it was clear whose fan the girl really was.

"What? She’s actually Fiona Grantham’s fan, so why lie?"

"Who knows, maybe she was feeling guilty?"

"No, it’s not like that." The girl seed a bit anxious, her eyes turning red.

She was just afraid of being told sothing for being Fiona’s fan, so she said she was Louis’s fan.

Who knew Louis would act so strangely, eagerly signing her na, asking about age and birthday—it was just crazy!

"Who I’m a fan of has nothing to do with you guys. Bella Green did indeed push Fiona—I have evidence. I told you, I’ve already called the police, and the police are on their way to arrest you, you murderer."