My Toxic Ex-Wife: BOSS, Stay Away!-Chapter 21: If You Can’t, Then Leave!
Chapter 21: Chapter 21: If You Can’t, Then Leave!
Lin Yixun froze for a moment. Wasn’t her main job just to clean up around here?
Ouyang Hao seemed impatient, "What, you can’t do it? If you can’t do it, then get out of here!"
It seemed this tactic worked rather well. Ouyang Hao soon saw Lin Yixun get up and quickly head down to the kitchen.
What frustrated Lin Yixun was that there was nothing in the fridge except for some dry noodles and two eggs. She was suddenly very worried. As the saying goes, even the most amazing cook can’t make a meal without ingredients. This breakfast would likely be a bust.
Half an hour later, when Ouyang Hao saw the plain boiled noodles on the table, his face turned completely green.
"Is this the result of you working in the kitchen for so long?" Ouyang Hao glared fiercely at Lin Yixun.
"Mr. Ouyang, there were only dry noodles left in the kitchen."
"If there was nothing in the kitchen, didn’t it occur to you to go out and buy something?" Ouyang Hao gave the plain noodles on the table a disdainful look. Then, for some inexplicable reason, he even tasted a bit. As soon as he took a bite, he spat it out with a "phooey phooey," annoyed. "What is this? This is pig food, isn’t it?"
"I’m sorry, Mr. Ouyang. I’ll be more careful next time."
"Next time? Do you want to poison me? It’s absolutely terrible!"
Seeing Ouyang Hao angry, Lin Yixun thought she would be fired. But unexpectedly, Ouyang Hao just snorted coldly, slammed the door, and left without actually firing her.
Lin Yixun took a deep breath. This living King Yan finally left. However, this living King Yan was truly hard to please. Just one day, and she was already exhausted. Her future days didn’t seem too promising.
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Ouyang Hao got out of the nanny van. Although he was fully disguised when he left the house this morning, sharp-eyed fans still recognized him, leading to fans blocking his way and screaming crazily.
"Wow, I saw Hao!"
"So handsome, a hundred times more handsome than on TV! What should I do, I’m feeling dizzy, I’m going to faint!" Fan A grabbed her companion beside her, excitedly.
"Hao, I love you! I’ll love you forever!" Fan B screamed madly.
At this moment, Ouyang Hao fanned the flames even more. He took off his sunglasses and gave his fans a charming smile, ending with a flying kiss.
"He’s looking at me, isn’t he looking at me? Ah!!! I’m going to die! I’m going to die!" Fan C clutched her heart tightly, looking as if she was having a heart attack.
This was intolerable, and the crowd behind him exploded instantly.
The security guards following behind Ouyang Hao found themselves in great difficulty. They feared nothing more than crazy, brain-dead fans like these. However, Ouyang Hao, who had caused all this commotion, acted as if nothing had happened, and calmly walked into the set.
Unlike other stars who transitioned from acting to singing, Shangguan Hao transitioned from singing to acting.
Shangguan Hao was a singer-songwriter, and every new song he handled almost always topped the charts. Coupled with his good looks, he thrived in the entertainment industry. Even with his flamboyant and unruly personality, he still won a large fan following.
Outside the film set, fans gathered in droves, surrounding the set so tightly that there was no way in or out. The staff inside the set were somewhat troubled, as the presence of so many brain-dead fans was bound to affect filming progress.
They were shooting a perfume commercial, and partnering with Ouyang Hao was the popular actress Cheng Ying.
The director initially thought that Ouyang Hao could only write songs and look cool, but unexpectedly, his every move and expression were perfect and no less impressive than the award-winning actress Cheng Ying.
Beside the blue swimming pool, Ouyang Hao held a blooming champagne rose in his mouth, embraced Cheng Ying, and danced with her to classical music.
The male lead was dressed in a black tuxedo, wearing a roguish smile as charming as a demon. The female lead wore an off-shoulder white fishtail gown, moving gracefully, exuding elegance.
One in black, one in white. One tough, one gentle. They were an utterly perfect pair.