The ghost lady slowly raised her head, revealing a ghastly pale and terrifying face. Blood dripped from her face onto Lin Weiwei's neck, and her clothes were dyed crimson.

Her pale hands circled around Lin Weiwei's fair neck, and her long, sharp nails bit into the flesh of Lin Weiwei's neck.

"Little Yan, hurry up and leave. It's time for the director to curse again." Seeing Yao Xiaoyan standing there motionlessly, Bai Xiaobai went forward to call out to her and immediately blocked her line of sight.

"En," Yao Xiaoyan answered and turned around to look again. The long-haired ghost lady was nowhere to be seen. Lin Weiwei rubbed her neck as she got into the car. "Why does my neck hurt so much?" It must have been the cold water. It's all that little demoness Yao Xiaoyan's fault. See how I'll deal with her in the future. "

He followed her line of sight and vaguely heard Lin Weiwei's words. He comforted her, "Little Yan, let's ignore her and wait for you to become an A-list celebrity. Let's see who dares to look down on us, then we'll settle our scores with them. Hmph, everyone looks down on you."

Yao Xiaoyan withdrew her gaze and reached out to pick up the powder case that fell to the ground. She was shocked when she stood up, but the long-haired ghost lady who had just disappeared was now standing in front of her. She was staring at her with a pair of bloodied eyes, and her lips were curling up to reveal her ghastly white teeth.

Yao Xiaoyan's heart skipped a beat. She immediately lowered her head, grabbed her sunglasses from her pocket and put them on before running to the makeup room without hesitation.

The summer's temperature was already high, so it was easy for her to sweat. When Yao Xiaoyan ran into the dressing room, the makeup on her face had already been drenched in sweat.

She didn't care about the makeup on her face anymore. All she knew was to keep running forward and not stop. This ghost lady had wanted to use Lin Weiwei as a substitute, and now that she was eyeing her, could it be that Yao Xiaoyan had interfered with her earlier?

In the past, when Yao Xiaoyan's mother was still alive, she had once been targeted by a ghost. Back then, she was almost strangled to death by that ghost. But now, three years after Xiao Yan's mother passed away, what should she do?

Generally, new ghosts were weak and didn't have much spiritual energy, so they wouldn't have much of an impact on her, such as Ta Er. However, after dying for so many years, it would not be easy to deal with ghosts that had accumulated grievances for so long. These ghosts usually had very strong spiritual energy, which was why they were able to steal the bodies of normal people and wanted to return their souls.

Now that Su Xiaoxiao had been targeted by the long-haired ghost girl, how could she not be worried? She could only see ghosts, but she didn't have the ability to subdue old ghosts of that level.

The assistant director hurriedly came in from outside, "Yao Xiaoyan, what are you waiting for? It's about to start. " Upon entering, they almost bumped into each other, "Hey, why haven't you changed your clothes yet? What are you waiting for? And what about your makeup? "

Yao Xiao Yan apologized profusely. Right now, she had no time to be afraid. She quickly put on her makeup, put on her clothes and ran over.

During the filming process, Yao Xiaoyan always felt that the ghost was still staring at her from the side, so she didn't dare to open her eyes. She would only close them and move about, making a few mistakes. The director was so angry that she puffed her beard and glared at him.

"Yao Xiaoyan, what are you doing?" I haven't settled the matter of the snitch incident with you yet. If you don't do it properly, then pack up your stuff and leave! "

The director was so angry that he broke the loudspeaker in his hand.

"Little Yan, what happened to you?" Bai Xiaobai was also stomping his feet anxiously. He was fine just now, but how did he fall off the chain in such a short period of time? The matter of secretly leaking the photo wasn't over yet. If he angered the director, then he wouldn't need to come back in the future.

Being targeted by a ghost was akin to death. Being chased home by the director was equivalent to starving to death. Since he couldn't escape, he decided to just risk it all and gamble.