Plagued by bad reviews, but the top actress!

Seeing it was Zhuang Xuejun calling, he hesitated for a moment. Could it be because of Xia Weibao?

Thinking about it, she pressed the answer key.

"Hey, Xuejun, what’s up?"

Zhuang Xuejun frowned, "Have you been drinking?"

His speech was slurred, clearly he was quite drunk.

Han Luoqi rubbed his temples, "Yeah, I had a bit to drink."

Zhuang Xuejun’s frown deepened, more than just a bit.

"Where are you?"

"Gold Night Bar."

"Bar? Where’s your agent!"

Crazy, a public figure going to a bar and getting drunk out of control!

"I don’t know." Han Luoqi slumped on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, "Probably dead..."

Zhuang Xuejun, "..."

Suddenly, she felt sorry for Xiao Zhou, stuck with an unruly artist, and even cursed to die now and then.

Her own Baby was better, apart from being constantly bashed online and a total game noob, he barely had any flaws!

"Which room are you in?"

Han Luoqi gave the room number.

Zhuang Xuejun silently noted it, "Don’t wander around, I will call Xiao Zhou to come pick you up. Remember not to go outside, or you’ll be done for if the journalists catch you."

Not sure if the person on the other end heard it, there was no response.

Getting a little anxious, Zhuang Xuejun hung up and called Xiao Zhou.

However, the line was busy, no idea what he was up to.

Called several times but couldn’t get through, so Zhuang Xuejun had no choice but to go to Gold Night Bar to pick him up herself.

Seriously, as a public figure, you should pay some attention to your image.

When she arrived at the room, she pushed the door open, and was greeted by the pungent smell of alcohol.

She frowned, how much had he drunk?

Closing the door, she walked in; in the dim light, that glamorous screen star was now lying like a drunkard on the sofa, completely disheveled, no semblance of image.

His head was tilted to the side, his cheek reddened somewhat by alcohol on the side.

Zhuang Xuejun’s heart skipped a beat. Truly the nation’s idol, even in a drunken and disheveled state, he’s still impeccably handsome!

This face, born for the camera, flawless without any dead angles.

She walked over and kicked him lightly, "Han Luoqi, why are you drinking so much?"

The man, whose consciousness was somewhat obscured by drunkenness, burped, raised his head, squinting through his drunken haze.

He looked at her dazedly, seemingly wanting to figure out who was in front of him.

It took him a moment to confirm her identity, he sat up and rubbed his temples in discomfort, "It’s nothing."

"Feeling bad?" Zhuang Xuejun tentatively asked.

Han Luoqi’s action of rubbing his temples paused for a moment, then he continued, "Yeah, a bit worried."

"Even if you have worries, shouldn’t run to a bar to drink, there are paparazzi everywhere in the capital, what if you get caught on camera?"

"Let them shoot, it’s no big deal."

He’s not one of those idols relying on looks to get by.

Always needing to maintain a perfect image.

"Let’s go, I’ll take you back."

Han Luoqi didn’t move, instead picked up a bottle, "Xuejun, have a drink with me."

Zhuang Xuejun frowned, she generally didn’t drink outside.

It’s a habit formed over the years, back when she was in the entertainment circle, there were too many dark spots, she feared getting into trouble if she drank outside.

Seeing her reluctance, Han Luoqi said nothing else and continued drinking alone.

One bottle after another.

"Stop drinking, too much hurts your body. If you have worries, you can talk to me." Zhuang Xuejun looked on, feeling compassion.

Han Luoqi glanced at her, silently continued drinking.