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âWhy hasnât he come out yet?â
âDamn it, we havenât been duped, have we?â
âShouldnât be the case. The person who leaked the info was so sure, they couldnât possibly stand us up, letâs wait a bit longer. Once we get the guy, this is gonna be huge news! The entertainment industryâs been dead quiet lately! Itâs been ages since we had a decent scoop. If we donât get some hot gossip soon, this month will be another write-off.â
âSigh! Thatâs the same for us. Our magazine has had two blank issues recently, and the editor-in-chief has been cursing every day. Pfft! Whatâs the use of scolding us! If those celebrities donât create scandals, can we grab a bull by the horns? Besides, sometimes even after lots of trouble to get a hot scoop, they just go and sell it to the celebrities for a high price. Round up to the nearest whole number, itâs like we did it for nothing! Letâs hope we donât come up empty-handed this time!â
A few paparazzi were squatting outside the hotel, chit-chatting, and one of them, wearing a woolen hat and with a scruffy beard, watched them talk with cold eyes. He didnât blend in at all, standing with his equipment the whole time, ready to dash out at any moment.
âLook at him.â He was completely left out, and the chatting paparazzi had noticed him too, pursing their lips and signaling their annoyance to their companions with displeased faces.
âWho is that?â
Just then.
A short and fat man came out of the Lihao Hotel.
Before the other paparazzi could even react, the man in the woolen hat charged out like an arrow leaving the bow, camera in hand, blocking the manâs path. âMr. Huang, right?â
âWho are you!â The man blocked at the door was none other than Huang Youde, who had just split up with Rong Weiwei. He was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the camera-wielding reporter and panicked, but quickly composed himself. He still put on a very surprised expression, though.
âIâm a reporter from Dongdu Entertainment. I want to ask Mr. Huang, do you know Rong Yan?â the paparazzo in the woolen hat asked, blocking his way.
Huang Youdeâs face showed a âpanickedâ expression, âWhat Rong Yan? I donât know who you are talking about. Move aside, I need to go.â
The other paparazzi finally caught on and, though a step behind, rushed over and blocked his way.
âMr. Huang, you donât know Rong Yan?â
âMr. Huang, itâs said you were the one Rong Yan cheated with when she was 17.â
âDo you know you have a son?â
With an expression of irritation, Huang Youde waved his hands, âMove! If you donât, Iâll call security! I donât have a son, only a daughter. Stop encircling me, Iâm just an ordinary person.â
The first paparazzo with the woolen hat stood in front of him, the lens almost touching his face, and let out a weird laugh. âMr. Huang, donât you know that Rong Yan had a son for you five years ago?â
Here it comes!
Huang Youde immediately put on a shocked expression and stuttered, âWhat are you talking about, what son?â
âFive years ago, when Rong Yan was dating Mr. Shi, she cheated on him with another man and got pregnant, leaving the entertainment industry. She only came back five years later! Has she not contacted you since coming back? Donât you know that she had your son?â the paparazzo stated slowly.
If Rong Weiwei hadnât looked for him before, by now he most likely wouldâve been in such shock that his jaw might have dropped, and he wouldâve burst into laughter without hesitation, saying he had never had any relations with Rong Yan five years ago, so how could there be a son?
But he had received one hundred thousand yuan for nothing, and there was even more benefit to come. Why would he give that up willingly?
Huang Youdeâs eyes darted around, and he feigned a look of shock and confusion as if trying to explain, âImpossible! How could that be? That night⦠no, I donât know, Iâm not doing any interviews!â
His reaction was as good as an admission.
The paparazzi, like cats smelling fish, pressed in even closerâ