Male God is Chasing My Brother[Entertainment] (男神都在追我哥[娱乐圈])

Chapter 27.2 - My Brother is Dazzling and Cool*

RAW: 哥哥狂炫酷霸拽。

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Translated by: mochimúwù

Editor: Qiaone

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During the celebration banquet of the award ceremony, Zhou Jinchen drank quite a bit by the toasts of the people in the crew. When he woke up after drinking, he realized that he was sleeping on the sofa bed in Xin Zimai's living room.

Zhou Jinchen rolled over and sat up, looking expressionlessly towards the open kitchen not far away. A man wearing a simple apron was busy there with several brightly colored steaming hot porcelain bowls on the table.

He had fallen asleep after taking a shower last night, but he was actually not very conscious at that time. Zhou Jinchen only remembered that the phone kept ringing last night after Xin Zimai stopped him from drinking more, helped pick up the phone in passing, and simply hung up afterward.

Yesterday with the crew, Zhou Jinchen didn't want to expose his identity, so he didn't let his bodyguards into the hotel. Later, he received a call from the bodyguard because he was already in Xin Zimai's car he didn't ask the bodyguard to pick him up.

Zhou Jinchen raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his forehead. He was wearing a set of new home clothes, but it definitely wasn't Xin Zimai's style. He was ten centimeters taller than Xin Zimai, and the two of them were far from the same size.

Thinking about it, it should be Li Qiucheng's clothes.

When Li Qiucheng served the congee, he saw Zhou Jinchen sitting on the sofa. He greeted the man and said, "Something happened at the hospital temporarily after picking you up, so I didn't send you back."

"It's fine," Zhou Jinchen pinched the bridge of his nose, "I troubled you yesterday."

Li Qiucheng smiled and said, "There are disposable utensils on the table. Come and have breakfast. I made congee to sober you up."

Zhou Jinchen nodded, Li Quicheng took off his apron and walked into the bedroom. When Zhou Jincheng got up to go to the bathroom, he heard Xin Zimai's confused voice faintly from the bedroom. Soon after, the voices just disappeared.

Before they could make even stranger sounds, Zhou Jinchen walked into the bathroom and closed the door conveniently.

Li Quicheng still had to work. He had eaten in advance and left after waking up Xin Zimai. Zhou Jingchen sat down to eat the congee and Xin Zimai, who was in a good mood, sat across him— the redness and swelling on his lips still not subsiding

Xin Zimai was no better than Zhou Jinchen, he was prone to headaches after drinking. Last night, he was too happy to make an exception, but today, he woke up and lost his spirit. Zhou Jinchen knew that this sobering congee was completely in Xin Zimai's good graces, but he was at peace.

Li Qiucheng's skill is good. After being the first to finish breakfast, Zhou Jinchen went to get the new script that had just arrived last night. Leaving the listless Xin Zimai alone to sit at the table and slowly scoop up the congee.