Stop Chasing the Sick Boss of Quick Transmigration Raiders

Chapter 162 The National Male God is Blackening (13)

"It is your honor to be able to do this for me," the emperor walked down slowly and walked up to her, "I am the master of this world, and you are just one of my pets. The status of your family, providing you with rich clothes and fine food every day—what can you be wronged about?"

Jinxiu looked at the emperor with a cold expression, and suddenly smiled.

She raised her glass and drank it down in one gulp, staring directly at the man in front of her, saying every word.

"Your Majesty, my concubine wishes you all your wishes, may disasters come to you, may you be in great chaos, may you be in poverty, may you live a lonely life, may you live as long as you want to die, and wish you a long life and a hundred years old!"

A dark red line of blood ran down the corner of her mouth, and the woman's eyes gradually became slack, leaving only a single tear locked in the corner of her eye, which gradually dried up on the spot.

"Cut!" The director waved his hand in satisfaction to signify approval, "Wen Xiao, I'll give you an hour to change your costume and prepare for the mass grave scene."

Wen Xiao got up from the ground, spat out the blood bag in her mouth, and wiped the blood on her face.

Tang Xuan watched from below, his throat tightening.

His favorite is Wen Xiao on the set. She looks different every time, but she is always fascinating.

He loves Wen Xiao like this so much.

He walked quickly towards Wen Xiao who was discussing the plot with the director.

"This state is very good, you pay attention to maintain it, the next scene..."

"Director, I'm sorry, can you wait a moment? I have something to do with Ms. Wen." Tang Xuan came over and interrupted the director.

Although Wen Xiao rinsed her mouth immediately, there were still spots of blood on the corners of her mouth.

She looked back at Tang Xuan, frowning undisguisedly.

Tang Xuan said "excuse me" to the director and Qi Zhan, who was also listening to the play, and dragged Wen Xiao to the lounge.
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"Didn't I tell you not to come?" Wen Xiao avoided Tang Xuan's hand that was about to wipe the corner of her mouth, with a somewhat impatient expression on her face.

"Xiao Xiao, I really have nothing to do with Yu Xiaoxuan, she is just an ordinary artist in our company." Tang Xuan looked at Wen Xiao who was not in the oil and salt, and became a little impatient.

"I don't care whether you have anything to do with her or not," Wen Xiao took a step back and looked at him coldly, "I didn't say that that day because you thought I was jealous. I just felt that as a friend, you should be careful when I was hurt. They asked me to cooperate in acting, but I just felt unhappy."

"Xiaoxiao, you clearly know that I like you!" Tang Xuan was a little annoyed when he saw her indifferent face, "You just treat me as a friend?"

"I said, even if you tell me the flowers, I won't agree to you," Wen Xiao looked at the man impatiently, "I've said the reason more than once, it's your business that you chase me, and I agree with you." It's my business to disagree."

"I really just like you, why do you have to misunderstand me?" Tang Xuan took a step forward with a sad expression on his face, "Can't you just give me a chance?"

"No." Wen Xiao said firmly, "We are not suitable."

After a pause, he added, "You were still sensible before, and we were considered friends. After today, I hope you won't come to me again."

Tang Xuan was overwhelmed by her decisive attitude, he realized that he was too eager, but how could he blame him, he has admired her since she became famous, and has been friends with her for so many years, he has long been dissatisfied For this relationship, he desperately wants to have this girl - he has waited too long.

　Oil and salt do not enter: describe people who are very stubborn. (Don't eat soft and hard, don't eat oil and salt)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)