After going crazy, I traveled through time and became a top figure in the entertainment industry

In Cuiwei Continent, Yan Qingluo can be said to be a "terrible" existence. Even the children in the town are disobedient. As long as the adults say that the female devil of the Demon Cult will come to capture him, the children will immediately stop crying.

But here, she is a thirty-eight-tier young artist with no status.

In her original world, "little artist" = "actor".

All I can say is...fortunately she didn't die at that point in seclusion.

What happened today forced Yan Qingluo to plan and find an opportunity to get rid of Gou Yue.

Gou Yue can betray her as a teammate in order to achieve success for herself. If she encounters a greater opportunity, Gou Yue will definitely be more selfish.

As for Lin Han...it doesn't seem to be intentional. In the end, he also came to find her and Xue Chengyou with the security team. Whether they are friends or foes, let's wait and see.

But she must contact the owner of the secret room again in two days.

Why is there the talisman she created in Cuiwei Continent in the secret room? The portrait of Princess Han is still the same as her previous life.

Definitely not a coincidence!

In the dark and sweet dream, Yan Qingluo suddenly dreamed that more than two hundred years ago, she was forced to the edge of Wuwang Cliff by the Qiankun Dao Alliance. Yan Qingluo looked up to the sky and laughed, and Xue Chengyou seemed to want to pull her away.

She originally jumped off the cliff by herself, but somehow Xue Chengyou suddenly rushed over and pulled her away, and jumped off Wuwang Cliff himself!

Yan Qingluo felt excited and opened his eyes suddenly!

Like a fish out of water, she took several deep breaths of air, and then found that she was covered in sweat.

Mud's thanks made her very uncomfortable.

What's wrong with her?

Because her cultivation of Wuqingdao was completely useless, did the emotional fluctuations of more than two hundred years begin to come back to bite her?

Just as I was thinking about whether to take a shower, I thought of Xue Chengyou's wilting appearance before.

Make a call?

As if there was a telepathic connection, as soon as Yan Qingluo picked up the phone, it rang, and Xue Chengyou's weak and hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.

"You, come here."

When Yan Qingluo entered Xue Chengyou's room, Xue Chengyou's condition was worse than before she left.

Not only was his face red, his forehead was even hotter, and Xue Chengyou's bandaged arm that was injured in the bar also cracked.

Of course, there was a reason why she deliberately made things difficult in the secret room.

Yan Qingluo saw the dark red blood, which was then soaked in bright red blood.

Xue Chengyou has been holding back. It wasn't until they came back that the two of them returned to the hotel in the rain.

Yan Qingluo was speechless. He sat by the bed and while checking Xue Chengyou's wounds, he scolded him, "Don't you care about your own injuries?"

The wound was not deep, but it was soaked in the rain and turned white. According to the words of this world, it was "infected".

Xue Chengyou looked at Yan Qingluo busy working for him, occasionally saying something about alcohol and asking Yan Qingluo to disinfect and bandage it.

Yan Qingluo was confused. If he had a cultivating constitution, this little skin injury would really have nothing to do with it. However, people in this world are too weak to withstand even a small scratch. To be on the safe side——

"Call the doctor. Your wound must be treated carefully."

Xue Chengyou was reluctant at first, but later Yan Qingluo grabbed Xue Chengyou's cell phone and searched through the address book but couldn't find the doctor's phone number.

After thinking for a while, Yan Qingluo dialed the number of his secretary Xu Weishu.

Xu Weishu was sleeping and looked at the time. Three o'clock in the morning? At this time, Xue Chengyou came to him, it must be something very urgent, and it scared him so much that he woke up from his drowsiness!

"President! What's the matter..."

Before Xu Weishu finished speaking, Yan Qingluo's calm voice came from the other end of the phone, "Call the doctor, your CEO is not in good condition."

In an instant, a chill went straight to Tianling Gai!

Xu Weishu was so surprised that his voice changed, "You, you, you?! Why are you in Mr. Xue's room at this time!?"

Yan Qingluo narrowed his eyes in displeasure and put the emotional pressure of dissatisfaction on Xu Weishu.

"The wound on his arm is open and he has a fever. I'm taking care of him. What's the doctor's phone number?"

After notifying the doctor, he got a reply within an hour.

Yan Qingluo looked at Xue Chengyou who was about to feel dizzy with fever on the bed and said, "How about I wipe your body for you to cool down?"

Xue Chengyou shuddered, "W-what do you mean..."

Yan Qingluo probed Xue Chengyou's forehead, "It doesn't look like he's too burned..."

Yan Qingluo took out his mobile phone and started searching on the Internet how patients with fever like Xue Chengyou should cultivate themselves.

"Tuck in the quilt and sweat?" Yan Qingluo followed the instructions in a red book.

Xue Chengyou was wrapped into a big rice dumpling by her.

Xue Chengyou kept struggling in the quilt, "Let me go!"

Yan Qingluo ignored him the whole time.

Xue Chengyou's face quickly turned as red as pig liver.

"You're enough! You're really enough!" Xue Chengyou gritted his teeth, but Yan Qingluo still seemed not to have heard him. He took out the spare quilt from the closet and spread it on Xue Chengyou.

Xue Chengyou was about to roll his eyes like a dead fish. Fortunately, Yan Qingluo finally saw something was wrong with his face and loosened the quilt for him before his face turned purple.

"What? Are you feeling better?" Yan Qingluo pinched Xue Chengyou's weak and angular handsome face, and suddenly said: "Xue Chengyou, your face is really missed."

Although Xue Chengyou was confused, he could tell that something was wrong. What did "missing" mean?

Shouldn't Yan Qingluo be talking about "good-looking" and "attractive"?

"Miss"? Did they know each other before?

Xue Chengyou frowned, closed his eyes and thought for a long time without any impression.

wrong! Why does he think that being seductive in front of Yan Qingluo is the right answer! ? I’m really confused!

As for Yan Qingluo, because he was really bored, he sat on a chair in the room and played with his mobile phone.

At this time, he noticed a long and thin glass bottle on the table.

It was brown. Yan Qingluo picked it up curiously and sniffed the lid.

It seems to be a sweet fermented wine aroma.

"Do you want to drink the 1987 wine?" Xue Chengyou regained his breath. Although he was sweating, his head was clearer.

Yan Qingluo looked at the bottle, then at Xue Chengyou, and nodded.

According to Xue Chengyou, this kind of aged wine is very helpful for sleeping. In Xue Chengyou's words, he probably drinks a small glass every night, otherwise he can't sleep.

So magical?

Yan Qingluo took a few sips from Xue Chengyou's cup with a very curious attitude.

When going out, Xue Chengyou still maintains the habit of drinking wine from a tall glass.

So much so that the shape of this cup seemed strange to Yan Qingluo.

If you can bring it back to Cui Wei Continent, you should be able to exchange it for a lot of money.

When Xue Chengyou saw Yan Qingluo staring at the goblet, he could tell what she was probably thinking.

This cup was specially made by him. He originally wanted to give it to An Huilin on her twentieth birthday. Unexpectedly, An Huilin chose to go abroad at that time.

After that, the two people had no more interactions.

Over a long period of time, Xue Chengyou also reflected on which part of the relationship between the two went wrong.

Probably when he identified An Huilin as his life partner, An Huilin didn't think so.

She feels that she still has greater room for improvement and potential.

Xue Chengyou didn't drink tonight, but he laughed at himself bitterly.

On the armchair in the room, Yan Qingluo's long hair was rolled up loosely, his two slender legs were crossed, and he was drinking red and sweet wine.

It is really a picture of beauty.

Yan Qingluo himself was completely unaware of all this.