600 Harmful Garbage
Now that he thought about it, Shi Xi didn’t really kiss him.
Shi Xi pretended to kiss him on her tiptoes, but in fact, she was putting her fingers in the middle.
It was a dislocated kiss that was often used during filming.
However, in the eyes of others, the two of them were kissing.
If they had really kissed, Xie Yunzhou would have been overjoyed.
However, Xie Yunzhou was still in a good mood after receiving Shi Xi’s gift.
There was a small item in a bucket on the key lock, and there were words on it.
Xie Yunzhou read the words on it.
[Harmful garbage]
Was she scolding him in a roundabout way?
*
The next day.
Shi Xi was resting in the car when she saw Han Chuan opening the car door angrily.
“What’s wrong?” Shi Xi asked.
“You’re still asking what’s wrong?” Han Chuan was furious. He threw a stack of photos on the table. “Look at what this is!”
Shi Xi glanced at it.
It was a picture of her and Xie Yunzhou kissing under the mistletoe.
She had actually been photographed.
“Don’t you have anything to say?” Han Chuan asked in a deep voice.
Shi Xi admired the photo and said slowly, “It’s not bad, it looks good.”
Han Chuan: ?
“Maybe it’s because I’m pretty,” Shi Xi replied.
“Shi Xi! Are you in a relationship with President Xie?” Han Chuan interrupted.
“No, it’s just a kiss.” Shi Xi took out a photo from the pile. “Look, I didn’t actually kiss him. I just feigned a move.”
Han Chuan was speechless. “I’ve already bought out all the photos. Don’t let this happen again!”
Shi Xi glanced at Han Chuan and said, “Ask Xie Yunzhou for money.”
Han Chuan was speechless.
“Send these photos to Xie Yunzhou and extort some money from him. Is this a little immoral?” Shi Xi asked after some thought.
“Extortion and blackmail are illegal,” Zhu Lin whispered.
Shi Xi: Can’t speak.
Han Chuan said seriously, “Shi Xi, you have to know that you’re in a critical period of your career advancement.”
“It’s not just you. You have the entire [Energetic Girl] movie and the entire Kuai Xue Entertainment behind you.”
“If you fall in love now, it’ll be a devastating blow to you and the movie.”
“I know,” Shi Xi said weakly.
“Why are you so sick?” Han Chuan noticed that Shi Xi was not in good spirits and was not as energetic as usual.
“Maybe I caught a cold.” Shi Xi touched her forehead. “I don’t have a fever.”
Zhu Lin poured a cup of hot water and handed it over. She said, “Xi Xi has been filming outdoors for the past two days. It’s hot and cold at times.”
Although Han Chuan was a slave driver, he was good to his artistes. “Do you want to take leave today?”
“I’ve already taken several days off. I don’t have a fever, so it’s fine.” Shi Xi took a sip of warm water. “I’ll be fine after taking some medicine when I get home tonight.”
She was so healthy, how could she be sick?
The overconfident Shi Xi collapsed before she even got to work.
When she woke up again, everything was white.
She was already in the hospital.
When Zhu Lin saw that Shi Xi had woken up, she quickly asked, “Do you still feel uncomfortable anywhere?”
“How could I?” Shi Xi shook her head.
“The doctor said that you’ve been losing too much weight recently, ” Zhu Lin said. “That’s why you’re so weak. You fell sick when you caught a cold.”
Shi Xi: I get it. It’s because I’m cold and hungry.
“I’m hungry.” Shi Xi felt as if she was a Little Match Girl.
“What do you want to eat? I’ll go buy it now,” Zhu Lin asked.
“Roast duck.” Shi Xi was almost drooling.
“I’ll go buy some porridge,” Zhu Lin said after a moment of silence.
“I want congee with pork and century egg, and more meat,” Shi Xi said.
