The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

Su Ran frowned.

She said, "There's no need for that."

Su Ran did not consider Lu Xiaoyan as a rival.

But Lu Xiaoyan seemed to see him as a thorn in her side.

Thinking it over carefully, Su Ran felt that she hadn't done anything to affect Lu Xiaoyan, and that her music resources and the career path Lu Xiaoyan had planned were different.

Instead of wasting energy here, it's better to focus on building your own career. Yu Ran will not mistreat a hardworking artist.

Lu Xiaoyan stood in front of Su Ran, her words earnest.

"Ghost Voice, please help me. The movie I'm currently working on will be finished soon, and I don't know how long it will be before I can get a new role. I need an opportunity. If you're willing to help me, I won't forget your kindness."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in the film and television industry. You should ask your agent instead," Su Ran said calmly.

"But Director Yu and Director Pang almost got into a fight over you!" Thinking of this, a hint of resentment flashed in Lu Xiaoyan's eyes.

She never expected the trending topics to turn out like that, with everyone's goddess filter for her being unexpectedly thick, and even two well-known directors in the industry arguing in public over her.

If only the two directors were arguing about her.

She will definitely capitalize on her popularity to gain favor with many directors and receive numerous film offers.

Despite the fierce competition among directors for the trending topic of "Ghost Voice," Ghost Voice hasn't uttered a single word.

Lu Xiaoyan was jealous of her outward calm and composure.

What she didn't want was exactly what she had always dreamed of.

Ghost Voice's rejection of the directors felt like a slap in the face.

She could even picture the mocking smile on her face behind the ghostly mask.

It's as if it's saying, "You treat something I don't care about as a treasure; how cheap is that?"

Lu Xiaoyan looked up at Su Ran, who was a head taller than her, and felt an uncontrollable surge of anger and impulse.

"Ghost Voice, you're really annoying. You pretend to be indifferent to fame and fortune, but you're actually just putting on airs. How far do you think you can go?"

She added, "You don't seem to have anyone you dislike, but that's okay. I'll make you experience what it feels like to be jealous of others!"

After saying that, she turned and left.

Su Ran stared intently at Lu Xiaoyan's retreating figure.

envy?

She had already tasted it.

When she was bullied at school, she was jealous of those people's unscarred faces and wanted them to experience the feeling of disfigurement.

When she couldn't afford tuition and was ridiculed for it, she envied those people's comfortable lives and wanted to see the day when they were penniless and mocked.

When I was starving to save money, I was jealous of my stepsister who lived far away. Did she eat better and dress warmer than me? Would my father generously give me pocket money?

She even has nightmares sometimes, dreaming that she destroys the whole world.

She tried to suppress the darkness growing in her heart, telling herself that jealousy was the most useless thing, that it would only turn her into a demon and make everything worse and more irreparable.

But the hope in my heart was like a leaky wall.

She covered herself with thorns, but that couldn't keep out the rain, snow, and wind outside.

A perfect shell contains a rotten soul.

She's a demon now.

"Host, she's so arrogant!" Little Butterfly said, hands on her hips, puffing out her cheeks. "Should we teach her a lesson, show her how high the sky is and how thick the earth is?"

“Using you to deal with this kind of person is a waste.” Su Ran put the little butterfly into the egg bag.

[But host, look at her; she clearly doesn't respect you.]

"I didn't take her seriously either."

What if she causes trouble again?

"It's very simple."

"killed."

Su Ran hid in the darkness, her eyes as bright as the moon.

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Boom boom boom!

"An'an, open the door, be good!"

"If you don't open the door, there will be no food to eat!"

The sound of banging on the door continued to come from the dark bedroom. The human-shaped figure wrapped up on the bed did not move an inch. Only when the knocking stopped and the person outside left did she peek half her face out from under the covers.

It was a deformed face.

Perhaps because she had used the creamy skin pills, her skin was very smooth and delicate, but her mouth and nose were close together, her left eye was almost on her forehead, and her right eye was near her nostril.

The father smoked when the mother was pregnant.

Excessive exposure to secondhand smoke.

As a result, she was born with a genetic defect.

She pulled a poster from her pocket with a blank expression—"I was born with a beautiful face" registration meeting.

She had used SR's products and they worked very well, but they couldn't solve her genetic defect.

Will I ever truly see my most authentic self?

She looked at the SR characters on the poster and asked, "Can you really save me?"