"Master …" Hu Zi didn't know what he had done wrong. He had only reported it after noticing that his master was overly worried about Yao Xiaoyan. Who knew … Wuu wuu, his nose hurts!

"Go back to the hotel and sleep!" Dugu Ling said hatefully.

Hu Zi looked at the huge sun above his head and could only start the car unwillingly.

On the way back, Hu Zi couldn't help but say, "Master, that thousand year love doesn't have a script. Should we get those writers to send over a new script?"

Dugu Ling lazily raised his eyes, "No need, I already have a script."

Dugu Ling threw a script on the front seat.

Hu Zi took a few quick glances as he drove. He didn't understand much of the story, but he knew one thing. The second female lead drama seemed to have more scenes than the first female lead.

Huzi read the script as he drove. Luckily, the person sitting in the back seat was not a mortal. He was not afraid of death and didn't stop him.

After seeing this scene, Hu Zi's jaw dropped. In an instant, he was left speechless. Since this supporting female lead was written like that, why not just directly change it to a supporting female lead?

Hu Zi turned around and looked at the back seat. Dugu Ling was resting with his eyes closed. His facial features were exquisite, and his demeanor was noble and noble. He looked like the king of kings. Well, he was profound and unfathomable.

In Lin Weiwei's ward, her eyes were in a daze as she mumbled, "It's not me, it's not me …"

The assistant paced back and forth anxiously. Suddenly, her cell phone rang. She quickly ran over to pick it up.

"Sister Lan, I really don't know what's going on. I just got a bit scared and caught a cold, but Weiwei always said that someone was pinching her neck and she couldn't breathe. Then she received a photo on her phone and Weiwei became abnormal. The crew still don't know, so they didn't say …" The assistant hung up the phone and calmed himself down.

Lin Weiwei's manager, Sister Lan, was about to arrive. She was someone who had seen a lot of things, so she should be able to solve this problem.

"Lin Weiwei, let me tell you. There are no ghosts in this world. It's that Yao Xiaoyan who is messing around. Wake up for me." Yu Xin suddenly opened the door and rushed in. She hugged Lin Weiwei's shoulders and began to shake, looking extremely excited, "What we need to do now is to deal with that Yao Xiaoyan." Don't you have a lot of ways? Back then, you were able to deal with even Little Hui, but you're still unable to deal with Yao Xiaoyan? "

Dugu Ling was the male god in Yu Xin's heart, an existence Yu Xin didn't even dare to think about. Yu Xin was already satisfied that she was able to film with Dugu Ling, even if it was just a few scenes, she had never dared to think about it too much. But today, Dugu Ling actually said that she was ugly and wanted to replace her.

Lin Weiwei slowly lifted her eyes and looked at Yu Xin Xin, "Xin Xin, are you happy these past few years?"

Yu Xin was startled. She stared at Lin Weiwei and asked, "What did you say?"

"Are you happy all these years? "For an unattainable dream, we even abandoned our best friendship. Xin Xin, have you ever regretted it?" Lin Weiwei said this word for word. Her face was pale, no longer as overbearing and overbearing as it was before. Only the obscure look in her eyes could be seen.

"Lin Weiwei, this shouldn't be your words. Didn't you say that for the sake of that little gold man, for the sake of the crown, no matter how difficult or dangerous this road is, we have to continue on?" In order to get a role, you even have to wait upon that disgusting old man, Director Zou. What's more, if we didn't get that role back then, we wouldn't even have our current status. Until now, do you want to give up? " Yu Xin held onto Lin Weiwei's shoulder tightly.

"Xin Xin, I really saw Qian Hui, she came back to take revenge. If we didn't steal her role, then she might have been a movie queen by now. She's so beautiful, prettier than all of us, she was the one who helped us in the past."

"Don't speak nonsense. Lin Weiwei, I don't believe you. It's all Yao Xiaoyan's fault, she's the culprit!" Yu Xin became excited. She suddenly stood up and was about to leave when her phone suddenly rang. She instinctively raised her hand and a message popped up.

"I really came back. Xin Xin, I'm very lonely over there. I want you and Weiwei to accompany me." The person who sent the WeChat message was Little Hui.

"Ah ~" Lin Weiwei suddenly screamed out. She threw her phone onto the ground and pulled up her blanket to wrap herself up. "Don't kill me. I'm not going. I'm not going …"

"Yao Xiaoyan, I'm going to kill you!" Yu Xin let out a hiss as she rushed out and coincidentally bumped into Yao Xiaoyan.

Through the open door of the ward, Yao Xiaoyan saw Little Hui's ghost. She stretched out her pale and slender arm towards Lin Weiwei's neck.