Nangong Mo's indifferent brows and eyes were focused as he watched the kissing scene on the screen.
The man's slightly grim expression surprisingly relaxed a little, as if he was drawn into the storyline of Emperor Fu Xi and Nuwa—an immortal pair filled with enmity—by the performances of Xi Langyue and Wu Qianman, leaving him unable to extricate himself.
His subordinate quietly observed him, secretly pondering his intentions, and cautiously suggested, "Fourth Master, that actress is a high school student, hasn't even gone to college, a fresh nineteen-year-old, fresh out of her debut drama, hasn't been tainted by the industry yet, she should be quite clean. If you're interested, then..."
Could it be that Fourth Master took a fancy to that woman, started to feel for her?
As a subordinate, I must promptly help the BOSS get the woman!
I thought this flattery would surely be appreciated.
Who knew.
Nangong Mo glared at him displeasedly, "Shut up. Idiot."
