The abandoned wife of a wealthy family is beautiful and cool after her rebirth

Lu Sisi has already decided that if Shen Weilong gives in to her, she will show her gratitude and agree immediately.

He also said that he had a cold and couldn't be exposed to the wind.

Jia Yifan was very angry at this moment.

Those women keep saying they like him, but it's useless at the critical moment. They are really a bunch of trash.

Shen Weilong smiled and said, "Okay then. I'll leave the Bull Demon King to you, Princess Iron Fan."

When Bai Jing heard this, she pretended to be angry and kicked Shen Weilong in the butt.

Shen Weilong dodged and followed the man in black towards the Lincoln car.

Lu Sisi: “…”

He just left like that...left?

Lu Sisi couldn't help but chase after him: "Shen Weilong, no, Teacher Shen."

Shen Weilong turned around: "What's wrong, Sisi?"

Lu Sisi sniffed and said, "Teacher Shen, I have a cold and can't be exposed to the wind."

"Can you switch with me?"

The brick house was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Is there any possibility of such a shameless operation?

Lu Sisi didn't look like she was sick and was more alert than anyone else.

Now, at the critical moment of car allocation, he suddenly caught a cold. No one would believe it.

Bottles of green tea floated across the screen.

[Lu Sisi disgusts me]

[Lu Sisi's eating manner is too ugly]

[Sisi is sick, don’t you understand? Don’t you have ears?]

[Sisi recorded a variety show while she was sick, and she was still bullied and had to ride on a bull cart. The production crew is simply inhumane]

[If you are sick, just take a leave. Who asked her to come?]

[Quickly take this bottle of green tea out. Mom, don’t look at this green tea label. It will lead the children astray.]

[That’s right, the world has to revolve around your Sisi, right?]

[Shen Weilong gave in to Bai Jing, why didn’t he give in to our Sisi? He is such a two-faced person]

[According to what you said, if I bring a bag of spicy noodles and give it to my deskmate, I have to share it with all the classmates, right?]

There was a fierce quarrel on the barrage, and the live broadcast was also tense.

Shen Weilong hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to agree, the on-site director spoke up: "This ranking cannot be changed casually."

Lu Sisi clenched her fists in anger.

Chest rises and falls violently.

The look he gave the on-site director was somewhat sharp and threatening.

The on-site director didn't buy it at all and remained friendly:

"If Sisi catches a cold, we can send a special car to take you to rest."

Isn't going to rest the same as being locked up in a small dark room?

“Will the photographer go with us?”

Lu Sisi asked. She was also good at lying in bed and pretending to be sick.

The on-site director said in a serious tone: "No, it won't happen. Our program team also has principles and will never use a guest's illness as a gimmick."

Lu Sisi was so angry that her face was twisted. Now she was in a dilemma.

The on-site director was also a shrewd person. He quickly handed over the ladder and said, "The production team also has cold medicine. We have all kinds of brands."

Lu Sisi: "Then I'll take some cold medicine and hold on for a while."

Sisi’s fans began to encourage professionalism in the barrage.

[Everyone, go for it, push Sisi's recording of a variety show while ill to the top of the trending search]

Shen Weilong got on the bus and was reminded to sit in the back as usual, so he and Mo Xiuran sat in the last row.

As soon as Shen Weilong sat down, he glanced at Chen Cai:

Xiao Chen, why aren't you sitting with Actor Mo?

I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it.

Chen Cai shrugged:

I can't seize this opportunity.

I'll leave it to others, thank you.

Shen Weilong shook his head helplessly.

This silent eye contact was interpreted in various versions by netizens, causing laughter again.

Several men in black also got into the Lincoln.

The engine started and drove away.

Soon there was an ox cart at the place.

The big yellow cow was fat and strong, and it mooed towards the brick house.

[Get on the bus, get on the bus, the big yellow bull is calling you]

[Bull Demon King: Get in the car quickly, don’t keep me waiting for too long, hahahaha]

[Brother Niu, where is your Xiao Tiantian? Go find Sun Wukong, hahahaha]

When Lu Sisi went out to take a look, she saw that the ox cart was actually pulling a shabby cart.

How can people sit here?

In her entire life, she had never known that such a broken board could be used for sitting.

The more Lu Sisi thought about it, the angrier she got. If Mo Xiuran hadn't been on the show, she would have just stopped recording.

"I haven't ridden a ox cart for a long time. I miss my childhood a little bit." Bai Jing sighed, her memory seemed to have gone back to the distant rural times.

Looking back, it seems like a lifetime ago.

Bai Jing was the first to sit on the ox cart, and she looked very happy.

Jia Yifan sat on it reluctantly.

Lu Sisi held her stomach and said, "My relatives are coming. I can't sit on cold things. My waist will hurt."

Then he instructed the man in black, "Bring me that sofa cushion."

The man in black asked the on-site director for permission and brought sofa cushions to place on the ox cart.

When Lu Sisi was helped onto the ox cart by the man in black, she could not hide the disgust in her eyes.

The big yellow ox obviously didn't like Lu Sisi either, and raised its head and called out, "Moo—"

The tail was flicked and a pile of cow dung fell off.

Lu Sisi: “…”

He quickly pinched his nose with his hand and urged the driver: "Go faster."

Jia Yifan also held his breath at the first moment, and the smile on his face was almost unable to be maintained.

[Haha, the Bull Demon King also dislikes Lu Sisi’s pretentiousness hahaha]

[The old cow also has a keen eye and can tell that Lu Sisi is a goblin haha]

The guests left the brick house one after another. As for the props they drew, they were already transported to the next destination by the staff.

The Lincoln first arrived at a small farmyard.

The three guests can have a short period of free movement, such as going to the bathroom, and they will not be followed by cameras.

Of course, the fixed camera positions in the courtyard will not be removed.

Mo Xiuran answered a call, stood up, and glanced at Chen Cai.

The person on the phone seemed to say something again, which convinced Mo Xiu Ran.

Mo Xiuran answered the phone and walked out of the live broadcast room.

[Ahhh, where is my husband?]

[Why did the male god look at Chen Cai before leaving?]

[It should be just a casual glance. The two of them have nothing to do with each other.]

When Mo Xiuran walked back, he was holding a cup of milk tea in his hand.

Just then a bullock cart drove by, so we were able to enter the country.

[Ah, am I blind? Actor Mo actually drinks milk tea]

[Maybe it was sent by a careless fan. A cup of hot coffee would be nice.]

[How come Mr. Mo, a real man, is holding a cup of taro milk tea? Why does it look so weird?]

[Like leaders of various countries at an international conference holding a cup of milk tea, discussing world peace]

When Lu Sisi saw Mo Xiuran, the pain in her waist and back were gone.

He was the first one to jump off the ox cart quickly.

Only when she saw the camera did she hold the railing of the ox cart, and then she did another Xi Shi holding her heart.

"Are you okay?" Jia Yifan asked politely, wanting to lend a hand.

"It's okay, it's okay." Lu Sisi waved her hand and greeted Mo Xiu Ran excitedly.

"Mr. Mo, do you like milk tea too?"

The last word "Yeah" carries a hint of tenderness and cuteness.

Mo Xiuran frowned: "I don't like it."

Even a little disgusted.

They were all forced upon him by Chen Xuan.

Lu Sisi thought that it might have been sent by a fake fan. Giving milk tea to Actor Mo was like giving her a razor. It would be better for the fan not to accept it.

What would happen if she drank the milk tea that Mo Xiuran had personally held?

The more Lu Si thought, the more excited he became.

"Mr. Mo, I just like to drink milk tea, and I like the taro flavor the best."

She covered her stomach and said, "My relatives are coming, so I just want to drink something hot."

"If Mr. Mo doesn't like it, can you give it to me?"

Lu Sisi tilted her little head back and spoke in a sweet voice.

It was as if the cup of milk tea was already in her pocket.