Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Chapter Nine You Are Not Ugly And You Are A Little Cute

Finally, the director's assistant entered the room.

Xiaoya hurriedly chased in, but there was no trace of Xi Changchang anywhere.

In desperation, she asked Zhong Jiamu: "Our family..."

He interrupted Xiaoya: "What's your house? This is my room."

The assistant next to her looked confused. She explained to Xiaoya: "In order to make it easier to do things a few days ago, Teacher Zhong swapped rooms with me."

Xi Changchang, who was in the closet, rolled his eyes when he heard the conversation.

She didn't expect that she would still be hiding in the closet during her lifetime, as if she had really done something shameful.

But what he said just now is right, it is better to do less than to do more.

She then thought, why should she listen to him?

She rubbed against the wardrobe and deliberately made a creaking sound.

"What's the sound?" the assistant asked alertly, "Is there a mouse?"

"Mouse?" Xiaoya rolled up her sleeves, "I'm good at this, let me do it."

What is she doing? he thought.

"Ahem," Zhong Jiamu reminded his assistant: "Go back after the things are delivered."

"Oh, right, right." The assistant realized that he was a little out of line and put down his things wisely. Before leaving, the assistant did not forget to take Xiaoya away.

She heard the sound of the door closing and immediately rushed out of the closet: "It suffocates me to death."

"your face……"

Oops, the closet was too stuffy just now, and she took off the mask as she was out of breath.

Zhong Jiamu has never seen her swollen into a pig's head. She has always been worried about that dream. Now isn't this a coincidence?

She was unnaturally brave: "What's wrong? I drank too much water and got edema. Isn't it okay?"

Let her bow to him, no!

His tone was a little hasty: "This is why you haven't appeared on the set for filming these days."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt a little disappointed. Was he caring about her?

She nodded and said arrogantly: "I will recover soon. I don't think this is ugly. I'm sure..."

He smiled: "It's not ugly."

And a little cute.

There was no cold face or sarcastic words. Is this still the Zhong Jiamu she knew?

She was puzzled. Did he take the wrong medicine today?

In short, it was not a good place to stay for a long time, so it was better for her to leave.

She put on the mask, and before leaving, she thought of something and asked Zhong Jiamu: "Um, do you have any snacks?"

Seeing him shaking his head, her expectant expression immediately dropped, and she rushed out of the door without looking back.

Zhong Jiamu stood there and thought for a long time. He dialed Lin Ye's phone number and said, "Find out the cause of Xi Changchang's illness."

He could see that her appearance was definitely not the edema that she easily said.

Lin Ye was a little confused: "Brother, why do you want me to check this?"

After a few moments of silence, he replied: "Go check it first and don't make any noise."

When she returned to the room, she looked depressed. Xiaoya asked her: "Sister, where have you been? I told you that the room belongs to Zhong Jiamu. Fortunately, you didn't go in, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

She replied calmly: "I know."

"Oh, you know." Three question marks suddenly appeared on Xiaoya's head, "Did you know?" Xi Changchang was obviously not inside when she entered.

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"WTF?"

"A lot of people are complaining about my acting skills again? How is that possible? You're not mistaken, my acting skills are recognized as good in the eyes of fans." The noise of Xi Rong's cursing voice could be heard.

Ever since the Diaowei Ya incident was reported a few days ago, Xi Rong's reputation is no longer as good as before.

As soon as the incident came out, she went to the director to complain. The director also conducted a symbolic investigation, but in the end he didn't find out who it was.

But in the final analysis, it was because she didn't work hard enough and only wanted to make money comfortably.

This noise made Xi Changchang's originally depressed mood even more unhappy. She yelled domineeringly at the door: "Where are the flies that keep squawking and don't know how to fly far away."

"These netizens don't care what I am like, and they dare to scold me." Xi Rong walked past her room and heard what she just yelled. She was so angry that she stamped her feet: "Some people are like this.

He has a scary face and hides in his room all day long without daring to go out, so he only talks harshly. Hahahaha."

Xiaoya was indignant: "Sister, if you listen to her, you will only add insult to injury."

She did not respond to Xiaoya's words.

In order not to cause panic, the director announced that she was not feeling well for the past few days and could not participate in the performance temporarily.

She remembered that only the director and Xiaoya knew about this matter, and now there was another Zhong Jiamu.

She believed that the director and Xiaoya would not reveal the news. Zhong Jiamu also knew about it just now, so it was impossible for her to find out so quickly.

How did Xi Rong know?

The answer was ready to come out, but she had no evidence and could only speculate.

Xi Changchang in her previous life might have suffered the loss of being mute due to this incident, but if it happened to her now, she would never easily let go of someone who wanted to harm her.

She pulled Xiaoya over: "Stop talking about this, Xiaoya, please do something for me."

When Xiaoya heard about the work, she felt a little confused: "I won't go looking for snacks with you anymore, it's too exciting..."

She explained to Xiaoya: "That's not the case. You can do it for me tomorrow..."

Xiaoya felt a lot more relaxed after hearing this: "That's it. Sister, you should have told me earlier."

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Director Wang said to the person in front of him with respect: "Don't worry, Teacher He, I will definitely take good care of her."

The assistant next to him was a little shocked. After following Director Wang for so long, this was the first time the assistant saw the director being so submissive to an insider.

"Are you taking good care of me?" Jiaming looked gloomy and threw a set of photos on the table: "Then tell me what's going on?"

The director picked up one and his pupils suddenly dilated. Isn't this an ugly photo of Xi Changchang after she became swollen in the past few days? He had obviously helped her hide the news, so why did these photos appear in Jiaming's hands.

He asked Jiaming respectfully: "This is really not what we did. You also know that I have always disdain to rely on this to attract attention."

Jiaming was someone he, even an old man in the director circle, could not afford to offend. Only then did he find out that Jiaming had become Xi Changchang's artist after he came out, which he couldn't understand.

After getting in touch with her in the past few days, he found that Xi Changchang was definitely not who she was as uploaded on the Internet, but after all, she was just a small artist with little traffic, and she actually made Jiaming, who created the myth of an agent in the entertainment industry, come back to the world.

Jiaming's real name is He, but later on, he kept asking people to call him Jiaming, saying that he liked it.

Jiaming explained the source of the photo: "I bought it from an entertainment company. If I hadn't been careful, this ugly photo would have been flying all over the world now."

Cold sweat broke out on the director's head: "Don't worry, Teacher He, I will definitely investigate what's fishy here."

Director Wang knew that Xi Changchang's face must be man-made, but as an inconspicuous existence, it would be very disadvantageous for him to mess with a bigger celebrity because of Xi Changchang.

But the person sitting in front of him now is someone he can't afford to offend even more.

It seems that he can no longer ignore this matter.

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