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Wen Yawei was planning to throw the roasted chicken into the trash, after all, she was going to starve to death.

But the plate of roasted chicken with all colors and aromas was a pity that the chef took care to make it.

And the white pill in her hand, these two things, she grabbed the red envelope.

If she's still a healthy person, she might be impatient to see what's going on.

But now, 70% of her whole body's skin can't be seen. The face in the mirror is covered with burn scars.

There is no way to raise your arm completely, and raising it slightly will cause severe pain.

She was sitting on the chair in front of the dresser, leaning weakly on the back of the chair, looking at the figure in the mirror with a tired look, and did not dare to look closely.

This look of dignity looked terrifying to herself.

The property in her name was also allocated, and after her death, the lawyer would help her to donate it.

Although she compensated for many liquidated damages, it looked like she had no money. But she has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and how she has to give herself some back road.

After something happened, she became an abandoned child, and her place in the entertainment industry has been lost.

Because she is too hot, there are no friends among the basic female stars. No, it used to be, but it doesn't seem to be her friend anymore.

As for what happened to that accident, she didn't want to pursue it.

Even if she exhausted the remaining property, nothing could be found, because she was an abandoned son and no one would help her.

Her family had visited her after the accident. Later it was known that she had paid a lot of money and the villa was sold, and I heard that her subsequent treatment required a lot of money.

So those people left on that day.

After that, she didn't give her a call.

If she hadn't left a back road for herself, there were some jewellery and property elsewhere, for fear of not only being disfigured, but also being left on the street.

Since nobody cares about her, donate the rest of her money.

After half an hour, Wen Yawei couldn't help looking at the roast chicken.

"It's going to die anyway. Even if it's poisonous, it's really regretful that it was delivered to me in front of it."

Wen Yawei thought to herself that she would be hungry for a few more days when she ate roast chicken.

If she doesn't eat, she will die for nothing.

So she ate the roast chicken quickly, it was really fast, she had not eaten for two days, and she was really hungry.

It was more painful than ever to go on a diet to look good on the camera. The bite of roast chicken slowly increased, and the feeling of fullness slowly increased.

She had thought that she would not eat for two days, and eating this kind of greasy food would definitely make her stomach uncomfortable, but she was completely absent.

I don't know who is the chef who cooks the chicken. She wants to invite the other person to come and make a final dinner for her.

After eating a roast chicken, Wen Yawei felt only full of strength and drank a bottle of mineral water.

In the end, she squeezed the white pill in her hand. "Eating the roast chicken was not a bad pill." After that, she swallowed it.

Tang Guo and the people in the group waited for about half an hour, and finally there was movement in the group.

[Wen Yawei]: What group is this? I just grabbed two red packets, a plate of roast chicken, and a strange pill. I ate them all.

Everyone in the group, including Tang Guo, was particularly happy to see Wen Yawei appear.

[School Flower]: This is a plane communication group. I am the owner of this group.

(End of this chapter)