Bai Wuqing had remained elegantly seated the whole ti, not offering any comnts, but his face had turned slightly pinkish.
Only Nan Baihao had made a sour face at Hua Hua, "I an, sure it’s sexy, but if Big Brother finds out, I bet I’ll be the first person he thinks of. Then won’t I be shit out of luck?"
He felt sothing was not right about all of this. It was a kind of foreboding fear.
Take a look at the video of Big Brother dancing passionately, surrounded by a bevy of girls. It’s so far from Big Brother’s usual reserved appearance. Didn’t this completely prove that Baihao had always been right about Big Brother pretending to be soone he wasn’t?
"I don’t care, I just love it. I already made it, so how could you expect to delete it now? I’m saving it as a keepsake, I absolutely adore this video." Hua Hua was brimming with excitent, a mysterious thrill was coursing through him. He made a ’tsk tsk’ sound and added, "If you don’t treat better in the future, I’ll show this video to Big Brother, drag you down with and have Big Brother beat you up."
"Damn, you lunatic, do you want to get us both killed? If Big Brother knew I had leaked his drunken photos, he’d likely skin alive!" Nan Baihao roared back, itching to give Hua Hua’s face a good beating.
"What drunken photos?" An untily voice echoed from the doorway, startling Hua Hua so much he drop his phone, while Nan Baihao practically fell off his chair in fright.
In a split second, the phone clattered to the floor. Hua Hua desperately wanted to pick it up and shut the revealing video off, but he was too scared to do so. The passionate music from the video was playing out for everyone to hear.
Bai Wuqing and Fourth Yan suddenly got up.
"Don’t look at us, we have other things to deal with. We’re out of here." They both turned tail and ran.
Gu Shaocheng had crossed his arms and was leaning against a pillar, appraising the remaining, panicked pair through narrowed eyes.
"Are you going to confess, or do I have to make you talk?"
Hua Hua hastily shot out his arm: "Big Brother, I confess, I confess, but I only played a part. Please go easy on . The real culprit is Third Brother."
This cunning fellow quickly picked up his phone and rushed over to Gu Shaocheng, showing him the half-played video, while muttering, "Big Brother, look, I was in China at the ti, how could I possibly have these? Third Brother sent them to when he couldn’t sleep. I swear I only organised them a bit. I didn’t orchestrate this. The real culprit is Third Brother!"
Damn! Hua Hua you sneaky bastard, trying to pin this on !
"Big Brother, don’t listen to his bullshit, it’s clearly all him – "
"Baihao." His sentence was cut off by Gu Shaocheng suddenly calling out his na, voice eerily calm.
The chills ran down Nan Baihao’s spine, a cold wind seed to hit him. He really wanted to explain, "Big Brother, listen to . It’s like this. Really, oh my, Big Brother, don’t get work up."
Gu Shaocheng’s gaze swept over the video once.
In the video, he was passionately dancing away in a club, swinging his tie around with incredible flair. Did he really go that wild that night?
Alright, he was a bit hazy on the details, but he realised there was only one person who could have got hold of these photos.
His amber eyes glided over Hua Hua, as he warned in a cold voice: "Stand over there. Don’t even think about leaving!"
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