1872: C1872 Acting out Really

C1872 Acting out Really

It was afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly. However, the sky suddenly became gloomy and windy.

At this moment, they were in a depression. When the wind started to blow, dust and dirt flew in the air.

Yung Dai'er faced the wind and laughed miserably, "Hahaha, the wind is here. Even the wind is more sentimental than people! You are here to send me off for the last time, right? I might as well return with the wind. If I don't come to the mortal world, it is not worth it..."

The wind blew her hair and her hair fluttered in the wind, as if she had gone mad.

When Qi Bin saw this scene, he was frightened.

Why was it so strange? Why did the wind start?

He saw Yung Dai'er still tightly holding the fruit knife and looking like she was not afraid of death and immediately gave in.

He could not let Yung Dai'er die here. If she died, not only would he not be able to take revenge, Jiang Nanchen would probably kill him!

He hurriedly said, "Yung Yao, don't play dumb for me. I will let you go today. I will give you another week. Give me 50 million yuan. Otherwise, just wait for your fans to scold you to death! Let's go! "

He waved his hand and brought his people into the car.

As soon as they got into the car, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, as if splitting the sky in half.

Immediately after, a heavy rain poured down.

"F * ck, what kind of weather is this!? Hurry up and leave, hurry up and leave!"

Qi Bin urged his subordinates to leave, feeling like he was leaving.

The place they were in was too low, and it was soft soil. It was very easy to store water. When the rain was heavy, it would be difficult for cars to get out!

Qi Bin and the others hurriedly left. Yung Dai'er stood in the rain, her tears flowing unceasingly.

One of her hands was placed on her chest. Clearly, it was her neck that was injured, but her chest hurt so much that she almost suffocated.

Because there was a name carved there!

"Chen..."

Yung Dai'er was lying in the mud in the heavy rain, calling out to him with a pained heart!

Dai held an umbrella and walked over. He wanted to help Yung Dai'er up from the ground. "Miss Rong, let's hurry up and leave. The rain is heavy, and the car can't get out!"

Yung Dai'er raised her face and looked at him. She smiled, but her smile was heartbreaking. "Dai, do you think I acted well just now? Hahaha, Qi Bin that bastard was actually scared away by me. Hahaha..."

She laughed, but tears flowed down again.

Indeed, she had wanted to act at the beginning and use suicide to scare Qi Bin.

But as she acted, she lost control. She did not know if she was acting or if that was the real her!

There was a moment when she really put the knife on her neck. That way, wouldn't her heart ache?

Dai looked at Yung Dai'er's red and swollen eyes, her pale face, and her trembling body. His heart ached.

This woman was too delicate and weak. She was only suitable to be carefully nurtured by a man. But she wanted him to work hard for her own career!

He said, "Miss Rong's acting has always been pretty good! You were really awesome just now, you were even braver than me, making me feel ashamed of myself! "

He was truly a little ashamed. He was a big man hiding in the car, but he let a weak woman face a group of jackals, tigers, and leopards alone!

Yung Dai'er stood up with Dai's hand.2

She wiped her face and said, "You don't have to blame yourself. It has nothing to do with you! Let's go back to the crew! "

She staggered into the rain.

The movie that she, Yeh Jingxuan, and Jiang Yunmeng were leading was about to be completed soon. The crew was transferred to the Ping City Film and Television City.

The rain came and went quickly. When Yung Dai'er returned to the hotel of the production team, the sun was once again shining brightly in the sky.

If Yung Dai'er was not completely drenched, she would have felt that the rain was a dream or an illusion.

She returned to the hotel and took a hot shower before lying on the bed and sleeping.

When she was sleeping soundly, she heard her assistant say, "Sister Yunmeng, what should we do? Sister Rong's fever has reached 39 degrees!"

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