48: Wang Doudou's ghost is still there

"Damn it, a bunch of useless fools!"

In a luxurious mansion in the capital, Wang Doudou was listening to Rear-end Guy's report on the failed ambush and couldn't help but curse angrily.

Rear-end Guy portrayed Pan Han as a cold-blooded killer with immense strength and top-tier combat skills.

"Dou Dou Jie, it's not that the brothers were incompetent! You haven't seen how ruthlessly he strikes. We originally wanted to reason with the guy first, see what was what, but who knew that bastard went straight for the kill."

"That's right, that guy probably served as a mercenary abroad. He goes straight for the vital points." The big, fat guy chimed in from the side.

"Recently, he even made it onto the hot searches—that 'Big Eater King.' The damn bastard eats so much, he must have trained for it." The lean, sinister-looking man said.

That night, after the three of them woke up at the urinals, they had coordinated their stories and were now covering for each other.

"Stop with the bullshit. When you guys usually come asking me for money, you don't talk like this. You boast about yourselves like you're the reincarnation of the King of Hell, saying even Lord Guan would have to kowtow to you. And this is the result?"

Wang Doudou grew angrier as she spoke and hurled the water cup in her hand at the three men.

"Dou Dou Jie, not only is this guy skilled, he's also incredibly arrogant. He pressed my face into the urinal, and while doing it, he said I shouldn't wash my face when I got back, so your Dou Dou Jie could have a taste!" The lean, sinister-looking man said.

"I'll fuck his mother. Did he really say that?"

"Absolutely true, I wouldn't dare lie. Dou Dou Jie, this isn't just about humiliating us—he's humiliating you!"

"That damn Pan Han, he's infuriating me to death!!"

Wang Doudou was trembling all over, thoroughly fooled by these three idiots.

"Hello? Uncle Cheng? Have you got any results on that woman I asked you to look into before?"

Wang Doudou randomly dialed a number and inquired.

"Reporting, Miss. That woman is named Yan Xiaoli. She's Pan Han's roommate. The detailed information has been sent to your WeChat."

This person called Uncle Cheng was the butler of Wang Doudou's family, handling all sorts of miscellaneous tasks.

"Good, I'll take a look first and let you know what to do later."

Wang Doudou hung up the phone, opened WeChat, and began reading Yan Xiaoli's information.

A few minutes later, she shifted her gaze from her phone to the window and said viciously, "So you're a little bitch filming a show, huh? Well then, let's play with you some more."

Seeing that Wang Doudou was about to mess with someone again, everyone felt slightly relieved. The blame-shifting had succeeded once more.

"Dou Dou Jie, if there's nothing else, should we head down first?" Rear-end Guy cautiously asked.

"Where are you going? I'm furious right now!"

Hearing this, the men immediately trembled like sieves, with beads of sweat breaking out on their foreheads.

"Come here, help me vent some of this anger." Wang Doudou commanded the three in a queen-like tone.

Not daring to disobey, the three obediently walked over to the nearby cabinet, each taking out a small wooden box.

Wang Doudou stepped forward, opened them one by one, and from one of the boxes, she pulled out a leather whip and a steel wool pad.

Looking at the two items in her hand, the corners of her mouth lifted, revealing a sinister and lecherous smile.

...

In the film and television town, Pan Han and Yan Xiaoli were out shopping.

The recent filming experience had given them even more common topics. Yan Xiaoli grew increasingly intimate with Pan Han, practically holding onto his arm the entire time.

"They just paid me 1,000 yuan. Feels like this money came pretty easily," Pan Han remarked.

"Stunt doubles get paid more anyway, and you got an extra 500 for stepping in on such short notice. Your earnings are even higher than mine now."

"You don't make 1,000 a day? But you're the female lead number four now!"

"For a small production like this, I only get about 300 a day. Even the number one female lead only gets 1,000 a day."

"That's not easy. I'll give you this 1,000 too."

"No need, you earned that with your life on the line. But honestly, seeing you act feels pretty good, and with your skills, you could consider getting into the film industry."

"I got into it several times last night, remember?"

"Stop joking, I'm being serious here."

"Alright, when I make some money, I'll invest in a production, and we'll be the male and female leads."

"You're rambling again. Never mind, let's not talk about work. Come on, let's find a place to eat some noodles."

Feeling that Pan Han was always teasing her, Yan Xiaoli found it a bit tiresome and pulled him along to get something to eat.

The two passed by a ramen shop with a long line out front.

It turned out they were having an opening promotion: buy one bowl, get one free.

Yan Xiaoli thought it was a good deal and immediately decided to eat there. Pan Han naturally had no objections, so the two headed to the back of the line.

"Huh? Big Eater King, is that you?" A young girl in front, seeing Pan Han line up behind her, immediately recognized him.

Hearing this, Pan Han realized he'd been recognized. But he had no experience handling such situations and didn't know how to respond, so he just nodded vaguely.

"What Big Eater King?" Yan Xiaoli looked completely confused.

"It really is you? Oh my god, the Big Eater King is here to try our food for free!" The girl, thinking Pan Han was there for a food review, shouted excitedly.

Hearing this, the people around turned to look.

One by one, people recognized Pan Han and quickly took out their phones to take photos and videos.

"This 'Big Eater King' they're talking about... it's not you, is it?" Yan Xiaoli whispered.

"It's me. I ate a few set meals a few days ago, someone filmed it, and it went viral."

"Wow, you're full of surprises. I haven't checked my phone much these past few days filming, and you actually went viral?"

"Are we still eating here?"

Pan Han thought it would be annoying to eat while being stared at and wanted to leave.

The two exchanged a glance, didn't hesitate for a moment, turned, and walked away.

They left the onlookers stunned. The girl at the front of the line chased after them, shouting, "Big Eater King, let's take a photo together!"

Seeing this, Pan Han grabbed Yan Xiaoli's hand and started running. He didn't want to take photos with strangers; the last time he went viral for eating had left a bad taste in his mouth.

They ran out of the mall, crossed two streets, and only stopped after confirming the girl hadn't followed.

Yan Xiaoli was panting but couldn't help laughing at him. "With you like this, you still want to be a male lead? If you get recognized in the future, you'll want to crawl into a hole."

Pan Han didn't respond. Instead, he expanded his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings. Finding nothing unusual, he relaxed.

He pulled out a cigarette, intending to smoke one to calm his nerves. Just as he lit it, the wind blew it out. Seeing this, Yan Xiaoli opened her windbreaker to shield him from the wind.

Pan Han glanced at her, smiled, lit the cigarette, and then placed it between Yan Xiaoli's lips.

"Let me take a good look at you." Yan Xiaoli held the cigarette in her mouth and cupped Pan Han's face with both hands.

"Do I look good?"

"You do seem better looking than before, more handsome. What exactly happened to you recently?"

"Nothing much, just secretly working out."

"I don't believe you. You're still a bit green to lie to my face."

"There's a curse in my family. After turning 23, you slowly turn into a werewolf. It's starting now." Pan Han still couldn't tell her the truth.

"If you don't want to say, forget it. What matters is that you're getting better and better."

Ring ring, ring ring...

Just then, Yan Xiaoli's phone rang. Looking at it, it was the assistant director calling.

"Hello, Assistant Director? What's up?"

"Xiaoli, I got some news. The director hasn't figured out how to tell you yet."

"Oh?"

"We have a good relationship, so I'm telling you, but you can't say it was me."

"No problem, Assistant Director, don't worry."

"I heard the producer called. You're going to be replaced!"

"What?!"