The world's most sassy sweet wife

A check-in system with such powerful functions not only has space, but also a mall.

I just don't know what is sold in the mall.

Yu Ziqing still had the same game interface in front of her eyes, but following the notification sound of the system, there was a slight change, and a mall logo appeared on the right.

With a thought, the mall interface opened automatically, and found that there was nothing in it.

She withdrew her thoughts from the system, and heard two young girls whispering next to her.

"Mo Cheng and Chu Xinhao were in the same group ten years ago. It has long been rumored that the two are at odds, but they both save face for each other."

"Later, the group disbanded and each joined the showbiz. The two have been competing for resources."

"The fans of the two of them are even more incompatible. When I heard that they joined the filming of this TV series at the same time, the whole Internet was really shocked!"

"I didn't expect that there would be a fight today. Being able to witness such a famous scene with my own eyes, I can brag about it for the rest of my life!"

Yu Ziqing frowned when she heard this.

Two people fighting?
There was a noisy sound ahead, Chu Xinhao, dressed in a black ancient costume, came angrily from the corner of the corridor, clutching the back of his head, there was a little blood on his hand.

"Why are you stopping me? Today there is him without me, and there is me without him!"

The director and a group of staff surrounded him and persuaded him, "Xiao Chu, you should go and treat the wound quickly. Today's scene cannot be filmed. I will send you back to your room to rest later. Don't be impulsive, at least it will look good on you." For my sake."

Yu Ziqing's pupils shrank slightly, did they see blood?
She rushed towards the direction where Chu Xinhao and the others came.

Chu Xinhao only felt a burst of fragrance passing from the tip of his nose, and in a blink of an eye he saw only a figure from behind.

He recognized Yu Ziqing at a glance, turned around and followed without even thinking about it.

The director looked ugly from behind, "Xiao Chu! Xiao Chu! Come back! You guys quickly pull him back! Do you want to kill someone?"

The director feels so tired!
In the shock of the crew, Yu Ziqing walked over aggressively and found Mo Cheng who was resting on the rocking chair.

Mo Cheng was dressed in a white ancient costume, with a few blood spots on his sleeves, his left eye was bruised and swollen, and his left cheek was swollen high, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of cotton.

She rushed over quickly, frowning and asked: "How are you?"

Although the two people had deep grievances, she felt that she must be the fuse.

Mo Cheng was gnashing his teeth with hatred, regretting that he didn't kill the thing that deserved a beating, when he heard a familiar voice.

He raised his head in disbelief, saw the anxious person in front of him, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Yu Ziqing kicked his foot, "What are you pretending?"

Mo Cheng frowned, and slowly opened his eyes, looking as if I felt pity for him, dying of illness.

He raised his weak hand and tremblingly reached out to Yu Ziqing, "Xiao Qingqing, I'm afraid...I'm afraid I won't be able to grow old with you forever, you...don't forget me... See you in the next life!"

She knocked off his hand, "Are you addicted to acting?"

Mo Cheng knew that his little trick was seen through, and turned like a child who was bullied, grievously flattening his mouth.

Just in time to see Chu Xinhao walking over.

Mo Cheng pointed at him and complained, "He is the one who bullies me!"

He pointed to his face, "Look! Such a handsome and sunny face, he beat him like this!"

The corners of the mouths of all the staff twitched.

Movie Emperor Mo, you just had the upper hand...

Chu Xinhao raised his eyebrows with interest, and the corners of his mouth curled up, suddenly realizing.

He chuckled, "So you know each other."

Yu Ziqing glanced back at Chu Xinhao, ignored him, and scolded Mo Cheng, "Why did I tell you?"

Mo Cheng hummed aggrievedly, "Who made him owe it!"

Chu Xinhao put down his hand covering the back of his head, the white towel used to stop the bleeding was already stained with a small piece of bright red blood.

He looked at Yu Ziqing with probing eyes, and with a smirk on his lips, he said mockingly, "I can say whatever I like, can you control me?"

Mo Cheng jumped up from the rocking chair and protected Yu Ziqing behind him.

He glared at Chu Xinhao with murderous eyes, "Believe it or not, I will destroy you!"

Chu Xinhao slammed the towel on the ground, raised his chest and took a step forward.

"Come on!" he roared.

The two stared at each other, ready to fight at any time.

The smell of gunpowder was so strong that it frightened all the staff.

This is killing people!
Yu Ziqing supported her forehead and pulled Mo Cheng back.

She asked in a deep voice, "Do you want to be on the hot search in this way?"

Chu Xinhao didn't care, and licked his lips at her, "Anyway, someone's face has been crippled by me, even if it's on the trending list, I'm more handsome than him."

Mo Cheng was so angry that he jumped out from behind Yu Ziqing, "Shut your mouth!"

Chu Xinhao glared at him provocatively, "Look at your virtue now, hiding behind women, you're considered a fart man."

Yu Ziqing's eyes sharpened, "Shut up, you!"

Chu Xinhao wanted to reply, but seeing her sharp eyes, he forgot what to say for a while.

Yu Ziqing gave Mo Cheng a cold look, and said in a deep voice, "Come with me!"

Mo Cheng wanted to go up and beat Chu Xinhao, but in the end he obediently followed her away.

Chu Xinhao stood where he was, quietly watched the two of them go away, and laughed in a low voice, meaning unclear.

Yu Ziqing walked to an empty corner, turned her head and glared at Mo Cheng angrily.

Seeing her angry, Mo Cheng said innocently, "His words are too harsh, I really can't stand it."

Yu Ziqing tilted her shoulders, shook her head and sighed, "You don't want a future, do you?"

"You are a public figure, and you are a public figure who accounts for more than half of the traffic in the entertainment industry. How many people watch your every move?"

"Are you afraid that people don't have real material? Let them upload your appearance on the Internet, with a processed black article attached, so you will be happy?"

Mo Cheng lowered his head, as if he had made a mistake and listened to his teachings, he looked much more well-behaved.

He was still a little unconvinced, "Now there are people online to smear you everywhere, and the surname Chu took advantage of your marketing. How can I swallow this breath?"

Yu Ziqing held his forehead helplessly, "I've already told you, don't meddle in my affairs. If he offends me, I will deal with him myself."

"Okay, don't mess around anymore. Go back and deal with the injury yourself, I'll go first."

Mo Cheng groaned, "Here, are you leaving now? By the way, why did you come here? You can apply the medicine for me, I can't see."

Yu Ziqing rolled his eyes at him, "Are you blind? Can't you look in the mirror?"

"But it hurts me. I dare to attack others, but not myself."

Mo Cheng touched the corner of his mouth lightly, and hissed ferociously.

He looked at Yu Ziqing pitifully, and said aggrievedly with his mouth flattened, "It hurts so much!"

"Stop acting with me!" After she finished speaking, she turned and left, regardless of Mo Cheng yelling from behind.

She is very grateful to Mo Cheng for protecting her like this, but she can't ruin this superstar.

After walking a short distance, he was stopped by a group of people.

The crowd divided into two rows from the middle, and Yu Feifan walked over from the back.

The clothes Yu Feifan wears are always ridiculously expensive, but he never dresses properly.