After rebirth, my scumbag husband fell in love with me

Mei Xue had a very strong psychological quality, and she still stood beside the two of them motionlessly, "Brother-in-law, I'll be relieved if you two make up, hahahaha..."

"Brother-in-law?" Gu Yan's gaze finally fell on Mei Xue's face, "Who is she?" His tone was distant and cold.

Lin Youwei's mouth was still flat, her eyes were red, and she did not answer.

Mei Xue was so embarrassed that she dug her toes into the ground and stretched out her hand awkwardly, "My name is Mei Xue, and I am the eighth runner-up of Miss Asia this year."

Gu Yan stared at her expressionlessly without extending his hand.

Mei Xue's hand was like an awkward pause between the two of them. She withdrew her hand blankly and pointed at Lin Youwei, "We are the three musketeers of the crew."

Lin Youwei suddenly smiled and said, "Mei Xue just said that you are my little white face."

Mei Xue's face turned pale and she immediately shouted to Lin Chen who was ten meters away, "Brother Chen! I'm here!" Then she ran away.

Gu Yan looked at Lin Youwei, his eyes showing worry, "People in the entertainment industry are not easy to deal with. If someone bullies you, just tell me and I will take care of them."

Lin You smiled brightly, holding the man's hand and shaking it, "I'm not a pushover either, don't worry."

Gu Yan smiled and pinched Lin Youwei's nose, saying, "You are indeed not an easy person to deal with."

Lin Youwei's first scene is a highlight. In the play, the third female character Peng Zhen, in order to save the male protagonist Xu Qi, takes the deadly poison on herself and dies of the poison in the male protagonist's arms.

Lin Youwei stood nearby, her hands shaking constantly. She was well aware of her acting skills, and after reading the script she was not able to get into the role at all, not to mention she had to act out the feeling of being on the verge of death with tears in her eyes.

Lin Chen really loves to touch Lin Youwei's head. He took the script from Lin Youwei's hand and smiled, "Don't worry about not being able to get into the play later. I will guide you."

Lin Youwei breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that.

The second group was directed by a female named Zheng Hao. She looked intimidating without even showing any anger as she stood there. Lin Youwei was reminded of her homeroom teacher during her school days. She couldn't help but tremble when she glanced at her.

Zheng Hao came over from the first set in a swift and decisive manner, holding a loud speaker and shouting, "Staff, prepare to start filming, two actors, please take your positions."

"Action!"

Lin Chen was lying in the ruined temple, his face pale and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. He opened his mouth, immediately bent over and began coughing violently, spitting out a large mouthful of blood with a muffled sound.

Lin Youwei was stunned. Lin Chen's acting skills were so amazing that he was immersed in the role as soon as he lay down. She even thought that Lin Chen was really poisoned and was going to die.

"Cut!" Zheng Hao threw the script heavily onto the table and angrily shouted at the loud speaker, "Lin Youwei! Are you dead? Don't think that just because you have connections, you can just stand there like a dead person! He's your sworn brother, not an enemy. Can you help him? He's about to cough to death!"

Lin Youwei's face immediately turned red. It was the first time that she was scolded so mercilessly by the director.

The staff around covered their mouths, looking like they were waiting for a good show.

Mei Xue burst out laughing, and when she felt the gazes from the people around her, she immediately covered her mouth cutely, her big eyes blinking innocently.

Lin Chen held Lin Youwei's hand and said gently, "Although Zheng Hao's words were ruthless, he had no bad intentions."

Lin Youwei lowered her head and said sullenly, "I know, I didn't get into the role."

"The first scene is a life-and-death drama. It's normal that you can't get into the role right away since you have little experience."

That’s what they say, but others won’t understand, and they don’t have the patience to wait for a newbie to grow.

The little girl from the makeup team ran over to touch up Lin Youwei's makeup, and muttered with an unhappy look on her face, "Can you act properly? When will you stop doing NGs? If your acting is not good, practice more."

Mei Xue sat aside with her chin propped up, and said in a teasing tone, "Sister, don't be angry. Makeup artists like Xiaolian don't make much money to begin with. When they encounter actors with poor acting skills, they have to constantly touch up their makeup, and it's hard to avoid complaining when they get off work."

Xiaolian smiled at Meixue, "If all actors have good acting skills and good personalities like Meixue, we would be happy to work hard and be willing to do so."

Lin Youwei was furious. She complained after only one NG! And Mei Xue was really a green tea. Wouldn't she have any NG?

Lin Youwei grabbed Xiaolian's hand with a fake smile, "Are you in a hurry to get off work? Then I'll tell the director?"

Xiaolian pulled her hand out coldly, threw the powder puff into the makeup box, and spread her hands, "Are you trying to bully me? Are you a big star bullying a worker like me?"

Mei Xue's eyes lit up when she heard that. She jumped in front of the two people using her hands and feet, and was almost about to take out a handful of melon seeds to watch the show.

Lin Youwei looked distant and chuckled, "Who is bullying who? I can't afford your big Buddha, go away."

Mei Xue reached out and pulled Xiao Lian's clothes. "Sister Weiwei is the investor's wife. You can't afford to offend her. Apologize quickly, or you will lose your job."

Lin Youwei glared at him, the anger in her chest suddenly rushing to her throat.

"When did I say I was going to fire her? If you dare to fan the flames again, I'll throw you out!"

Xiaolian immediately got scared. It would be a shame to lose her job because of a few quarrels. She packed up her makeup box in a panic and said, "Well, I apologize to you." After that, she ran away with an embarrassed look on her face.

Mei Xue stamped her feet in anger. What a bully! What happened to the investor's wife? Fuck her!

Lin Youwei pinched Mei Xue's arm, exerting force secretly, causing her to grimace in pain.

"You seem disappointed that we didn't have sex?"

Mei Xue's eyes were wet with pain, "Don't worry, sister. If Xiaolian dares to bully you, I will be the first one to say no."

At this time, Zheng Hao's loud voice rang out, "After you finish your makeup, let's get started!"

Lin Youwei pushed Mei Xue away and closed her eyes to calm her emotions.

When she opened her eyes again, Lin Chen was lying in front of her with a pale face and dying.

"Brother!" Lin Youwei's voice choked with sobs and she burst into tears. She remembered how Lin Chen had taken care of her in every possible way during her study abroad and treated her better than his own sister.

"I, I am obviously a poison doctor, but I can't save you!"

Lin Chen habitually put his hand on Lin Youwei's head and smiled weakly, "It's okay, Zhenzhen is already great."

The vitality on Lin Chen's face faded away little by little, and his eyes were filled with despair that his life was about to end.

He stared at the setting sun outside the window, feeling dissatisfied with the unfairness of fate but helpless about what he could do.

For a moment, Lin Youwei really felt that Lin Chen was going to die.

She raised her hand and pressed Lin Chen's acupoints, then cut her wrist resolutely and used her internal energy to draw the poison in Lin Chen's body to herself.

Lin Chen burst into tears, but his body could not move. "What are you doing? Peng Zhen, stop it! You will die!"

Death? In her previous life, Lin Youwei had indeed felt the feeling of near death.

She smiled brightly, "I am the most powerful poison doctor in the world. You will not die as long as I am here." After that, her body softened little by little, and she leaned on Lin Chen and closed her eyes.

Lin Chen's heart-wrenching cries came from above his head.

"Cut! Passed." Zheng Hao's gaze fell on Lin Youwei, and he was slightly surprised.

After the filming, Lin Chen still held Lin Youwei's hand and refused to let go. The grown man cried with tears streaming down his face.

A cold figure stood in front of the two of them. The man's eyes were bloodshot and his lips were tightly pursed. "I'll count to three, and you fucking let go! Otherwise I'll chop off your hand!"