Crossing Worlds Provocation

The effect of public relations is also very small, basically everyone is waiting for her to speak up.

Wen Xian felt that he was too uncomfortable.

He was weak and weak, his head was dizzy, and his throat was swollen and sore.

Forget the discomfort caused by all this fever, every part of the body is still sore and uncomfortable.

While Wen Xian was dizzy, there seemed to be faint hallucinations in his mind.

She was bumping constantly, and her shoulder blade was hit hard against the door frame time and time again.

It hurts.

The rain seemed to be heavy, and it seemed to drown her whole person.

Breathing becomes difficult.

"...Lu Xiao..."

She murmured.

The voice was soft, but so weak, and there was something like an indescribable begging for mercy.

When Sister Ling was pacing back and forth anxiously in the room, suddenly, there was a noise from the bed, and she glanced over at once.

At the same time.

In the corridor outside the door, there were also dense and eager footsteps.

Just rushed to them here like that.

Sister Ling was about to go to see how Wen Xian was, but there was a knock on the door outside the door, dong dong dong——!

The knock on the door was very urgent, and the director's voice came through a door: "Jin Ling! Open the door!"

Sister Ling became a little angry when she heard the knock on the door, and got up and walked over.

Wen Xian also seemed to be quarreled so much, his brows were slightly condensed, and his consciousness gradually became clearer.

And sister Ling also took a deep breath and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, she looked at the seven or eight people who came directly outside the door, and her face suddenly became gloomy. They were about to enter, and Sister Ling came out directly, slammed the door, and closed the door.

He blocked the door tightly, gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"Are you crazy, so many people are here to fight!"

She looked around and saw that apart from Cheng Dongyuan, one director and one screenwriter, there were also several insignificant people, including Cheng Dongyuan's cousin, Cheng Feiyu.

At this time, he lifted his jaw slightly, looking like a sneer waiting for a good show.

And Cheng Dong's principle is to straighten his eyebrows with a heavy expression:

"What's wrong with her body? Is the fever serious?"

When these words came out, Cheng Feiyu's eyes suddenly widened:

"Brother, do you really believe she has a fever!? She knew she had been exposed and hid and deliberately lied to us! Otherwise, how could the time be so coincidental!"

As soon as the front foot had a fever, it was exposed by the whole network. It must be intentional!

"Shut up, you don't need to come here, leave here now."

Cheng Dongyuan looked a little angry.

"Brother, you let me go!? Why did I want to go, I have to scold her! You see if she is doing a personal thing, a gentle woman like Miss Fang was beaten on the ground by her.

My God, even if she has a bad nature, can she still think about it for the crew! She did this, and everything we filmed before was ruined, and this movie was completely destroyed—"

"Are you going away!?"

Cheng Dongyuan raised his big hand suddenly and stared at her.

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

Cheng Feiyu's eyes were also full of consternation, but even more, his face was instantly red and white.

Although the slap did not fall, it was just like this in front of everyone, enough to make her face hot.

There was nowhere to put his face.

Director Li Xun saw Cheng Dongyuan's rare anger, and he whispered to the people around him: "Who made you all follow——"