Mrs. Lu, she's just clinging

Chapter 3 Her beautiful eyebrows were a little cold, and her long eyelashes drooped slightly. She took a sip of tea, "And then?"

Qiao Wan stretched out her small hand, majestic: "Bring a pen!"

Lu Bai really handed her a pen.

Qiao Wan signed two big characters on Party B - Shi Huan.

Handing it back to Lu Bai, Lu Yanzheng glanced at the two words on the white paper that seemed to be written by elementary school students, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

But there is a certain woman who still feels good about herself, smacking her lips happily thinking, she is indeed the chosen one, even if she is killed and hanged up for rebirth, she will be reborn into such a powerful person.

"At that time, Miss Huan, you should rest well, and I will pick you up when you are discharged from the hospital."

"Okay, okay." Shi Huan waved his paw at him, then looked at Lu Yanzheng who was aloof and cold, and said softly: "Goodbye, little brother~"

However, she didn't get the boss's attention.

Before leaving, Lu Bai also thoughtfully removed her handcuffs and sent someone to take care of her.

After a day, Qiao Wan finally understood the reason for her suicide from the Internet.

First, she publicly confessed to Chen Mo, a new celebrity in the entertainment industry, on Weibo, but then Chen Mo made an official announcement with a female star named Zhong Ling, and then the fans of the two slammed her as a mistress.

But she and Zhong Ling happened to be cooperating in the same play. Zhong Ling's female number one and her female number three, there is a part where she pushes the female one off the cliff, which is a high scene made of green cloth. Ya was in danger, but who knew that Zhong Ling fell from a height before the director called out, and only Shi Huan was standing with Zhong Ling, and all of this was logically blamed on her...

That's horrible! !

Miserable and bloody! !
Qiao Wan sat on the armchair holding a cup of health-preserving tea and looked at the fallen leaves of the big sycamore tree outside the window, and sighed.

She looked through Weibo hot searches again, but there was still no news of [Qiao Wan's unexpected death], which meant that her death had not yet spread to China, and she didn't know if that bitch Yun Shu would cry to death if she knew she was dead .

The woman's face was melancholy, and her heart was extremely desolate.

Just when Qiao Wan was sad for Qiuyue, the door was kicked open.

bang——

She turned her head, and before she could see who was coming, a stack of blank papers threw her head and face: "Shi Huan, you are really good! I just left for a few days and you made such a big news for me! "

"Who do you think you are! A starlet who can't even rank in the [-]th line dares to confess to Chen Mo publicly! How dare you kill someone! Are you not cool enough fast enough!"

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment. Ever since she became popular, her acting career has gone smoothly. Anyone who speaks to her is polite. She raised her black eyes: "Then what are you going to do about it?"

"You posted a public apology on Weibo, saying that you pushed Zhong Ling because of a momentary obsession, and promised that you would never interfere in the relationship between Zhong Ling and Chen Mo."

In a word, Shi Huan was convicted of all crimes.

Her beautiful eyebrows were a little cold, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, and she took a sip of tea: "And then?"

"Then the company won't compensate you for the liquidated damages of that TV series. You can settle it yourself. The variety show that was discussed before will be handed over to Lin Yi. You should rest for a year. After the limelight passes, the company will arrange other programs for you."

One year, Qiao Wan chuckled.

She has been in the entertainment industry for many years, so she naturally knows how fast the entertainment industry is changing. An ordinary actor who does not have any activities or works for three months will be quickly forgotten by the audience. At the peak of her career, Qiao Wan did not dare to neglect her. When filming, I recite lyrics until two or three o'clock at night, and wake up at six o'clock the next morning to catch up on the announcement.

She didn't dare to go abroad with her bank card until her status was unshakable...

For her current identity, resting for a year is no different from being hidden in the snow.

(End of this chapter)