Rebirth of a Movie S Chapter 9

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Chapter 9 – Jiang XinCheng

Bai Lang paused for a moment, then said, "He's not my friend."

Of course Chou Qian didn't miss Bai Lang's pause. "'Not my friend' can have a lot of meanings. Lover? Enemy? Random bystander?"

Bai Lang didn't reply but instead asked a question of his own. "What did you talk about?"

It was unknown whether or not he was trying to evade the question. Bai Lang turned and walked to the dressing table on the far side of the room and seemed to be looking for something.

Chou Qian stared at Bai Lang. "Not much. Hanged up after asking for his name. Why, are you scared of my saying the wrong thing?"

"I've been stabbed by him before, in the back. You should be careful." Bai Lang found the hairdryer. He said down dressing table and began to blow dry his hair.

[Hu—] A loud sound filled the room.

"Stabbed?" Chou Qian frowned. This was another thing that the report hadn't mentioned. "What kind of being stabbed?"

According to the report, other than being scammed two years ago {T/N: When he initially signed to the old entertainment pany}, Bai Lang's life had been mostly unremarkable. As for his relationship with Kang Jian, it was pletely not in the report…. This report was definitely defective.

"In a deadly manner, I almost lost my life." Bai Lang's voice floated vaguely over the loud sound of the hair dryer.

This kind of answer was clearly being deliberately vague. Chou Qian felt dissatisfied. "Be more specific."

But Bai Lang's only answer was the loud hum of the hair dryer and his expressionless profile.

This made Chou Qian think of the time Bai Lang had gone back to T City. At that time, sitting in his car, Bai Lang also had this kind of face.

It was equally empty, pletely devoid of any emotion.

Chou Qian frowned. He looked down at the phone number again. "This Kang Jian is really thick skinned ah. He can still act as though nothing ever happened?"

"Isn't that more frightening?" Bai Lang continued to dry his hair.

"Do you need me to help you?" Chou Qian threw away the phone.

There was a loud [ka-cha] sound. The loud and noisy sound in the room suddenly ceased, plunging it back into silence. Bai Lang had finished drying his hair. He switched off the electricity and at the same time spoke, very cleary.

"I can do it myself."

"Pretty cool." Chou Qian narrowed his eyes. It was clear he wasn't in a good mood. "But you're not allowed to think about other men. e here!"

After their "exchange