Outrageous! This crappy system forces me to upgrade my beauty every day

Xu Wuyang: “…”

He glanced at Cheng Wang who was grinning foolishly while holding a rose, and gave two dry laughs to try to ease the awkwardness.

"Well, little friend, I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it to heart."

Cheng Wang looked at Xu Wuyang, seemingly not understanding why he said these words, but still replied very seriously: "I know."

......

"Why? Do you really want to die?"

Ming Su sat in front of the dragon bed, looking at Lin Zhiyan, who was pale and had no desire to live, and said with a gloomy expression.

Lin Zhiyan didn't say anything, his eyes were empty, and he looked like he wanted to die.

Ming Su suppressed his anger, gently scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and placed it to Lin Zhiyan's lips, commanding, "Eat!"

However, Lin Zhiyan just turned his head away in disgust and said, "Disgusting..."

"I'm disgusting? Why? Are you still thinking about your mistress?" Ming Su couldn't help but said sarcastically.

Lin Zhiyan didn't want to argue with him, so he simply closed his eyes and didn't look at him, believing that out of sight, out of mind.

However, just this small action completely caused Ming Su, who was on the verge of rage, to explode.

He no longer cared about being gentle or not. He pinched Lin Zhiyan's chin with his big hand and was about to pour the porridge into his mouth.

Lin Zhiyan subconsciously struggled desperately, kicking and hitting the other party with his hands and feet.

"Pa!" A loud slap hit Ming Su's cheek mercilessly.

This slap was so powerful that it actually knocked Ming Su's face to the side.

The bowl of warm porridge in his hand also spilled onto his dragon robe.

Ming Su, who had lived a life of luxury since childhood, had never been treated so coldly. For a moment, he was so angry that he almost laughed.

He joked: "He hasn't eaten yet, but his hands are still so strong, it seems he won't die for a while."

As he spoke, he took a step forward and looked at Lin Zhiyan with cold eyes.

Lin Zhiyan was not afraid at all, and looked at the other party with hatred in his eyes.

He thought, if it weren't for Ming Su's coercion, he wouldn't have been locked up in this deep palace like a bird in a cage.

How could Ming Su not feel heartbroken when his beloved looked at him with such eyes? However, he pretended not to care on the surface: "Do you hate me?"

"You treat me like this, do you still expect me to be happy with you?"

Lin Zhiyan asked back in a hoarse voice, his eyes looking as if he wanted to gouge the flesh off Ming Su's body.

"Of course you can hate me, but shouldn't you hate the person who asked you to seduce me the most?

Do you really think there's anyone in Ming who can kill me? The person who asked you to assassinate me truly wants you dead!

You should be thankful. If you didn't have a pretty face, do you think you would still be alive today?

You should be grateful, this is my kindness to you!"

"Hahaha!! This is so funny!" Lin Zhiyan suddenly burst into laughter. She had a bright face, but she looked so sad.

"That's so funny," he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He said in a timid tone, "You so-called superiors, holding evil knives in your hands, cut people into bones one by one.

And you want people to be grateful to you and kowtow to you for cleaning it clean enough!"

Ming Su didn't expect Lin Zhiyan to mock him like this, and he was instantly filled with anger.

"Alright, alright! Since you're not afraid of death, then die before me and let me see how much courage you have!"

After saying that, he took out a dagger from his sleeve and threw it in front of Lin Zhiyan.

Ming Su was betting that Lin Zhiyan would not dare to take action.

Obviously, he made a wrong bet...

Lin Zhiyan picked up the dagger and stabbed himself in the heart without saying a word, without any hesitation.

Ming Su was so frightened that his mind was broken. He didn't care about anything else for the moment and reached out to grab the blade.

The sticky blood flowed down through his fingers, staining a large area of ​​the bed red.

"Are you crazy? If someone tells you to die, you're going to die? Won't you retaliate?"

Ming Su really couldn't do anything with him. He couldn't hit him or scold him.

He always tries to commit suicide. He is really like a living Buddha.

Hearing Ming Su's words, Lin Zhiyan rarely reacted. His eyes were a little dazed, and he whispered: "Revenge... I want revenge..."

He suddenly grabbed Ming Su's bloody hand, his voice choked with sobs, and begged with hope: "Help me! Help me kill Xiao Ying! Please..."

The soft touch in his hand diluted the pain of the knife, and Ming Su was happy to accept this moment of reconciliation.

From this moment on, Ming Su knew that Lin Zhiyan was the calamity of his life.

Ming Su raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll help you kill him."

"Kacha!" Qian Ming yelled, then laughed and shouted, "Very good, take a break first, and keep this state!"

Xu Wuyang immediately jumped up from the bed and stretched. There was no trace of Lin Zhiyan at all.

"That posture is like twisting a dough stick, it makes me so tired."

"Yanyan, come and drink some water," Chen Yu quickly handed him a bottle of ice water.

He quickly took it and took a few gulps.

The weather in the south is still very hot even though it is September now.

The costumes were thick and stuffy, and my hair was soaked after a scene.

Chen Yu could only bring a small fan to cool him down.

After finishing a bottle of water, she managed to suppress the heat, and then said to Chen Yu in a coquettish manner: "Xiao Yu, I want to drink Wangzai milk!"

Chen Yu tried to persuade Xu Wuyang: "Oh! You're so old and still drinking milk, you'll be laughed at!"

"Then why don't you laugh at him?" Xu Wuyang pointed at Qian Ming who was drinking AD calcium milk and asked sincerely.

Qian Ming likes to drink all kinds of beverages, and he never puts down the drinks even when filming.

If his wife hadn't been afraid that he would get diabetes and strictly controlled his beverage intake, he would probably have shown off several bottles by now.

Chen Yu was choked by him and couldn't say anything to refute for a while. He opened his mouth and finally gave in.

There is no way, he dare not confront Director Cricket, he is desperate!

He sighed deeply and asked helplessly, "Besides Wangzai milk, do you want anything else? Do you want any fruit?"

Xu Wuyang thought that he hadn’t eaten fruit for a long time, so he could buy some.

"Sure, buy some more and share some with others. Oh, and don't forget, don't buy mangoes. I'm allergic to them!"

"Okay! I'll remember it," and then he went to run errands for Xu Wuyang conscientiously.

Xu Wuyang withdrew his gaze and looked back, only to find that Li Jing was looking at him with a strange expression.

He didn't care too much. If he wanted to watch, he could watch. It wouldn't hurt him.

He picked up the script beside him and concentrated on memorizing his lines. The theater was progressing well and his play would basically be finished the day after tomorrow.

In order to catch up with the filming, he couldn't sleep well every day. Now he just wants to finish the filming quickly and go home to have a good sleep.