"Oh my God, Su Yan! Are you dying?! ”

Su Yan's former agent, Wang Min, frowned tightly as soon as he entered the door, pinching his nose with a face of hatred that iron is not steel.

Opening the door had already consumed Su Yan's whole strength.

She shuffled back into the couch with heavy steps, and even her breath was filled with an unpleasant stench.

"Hello? This is 301, 3rd floor, Building 2, Jingyuan, please send an hourly worker over...... No, send two! As soon as possible! ”

Wang Min stood at the door with his hands on his hips, looking at the dirty and messy apartment living room, and there was not even a place to put his feet.

"Su Yan, did you admit defeat so easily? Where is Su Yan, who never refused to use a stand-in and gritted his teeth no matter what he did? A fake Y photo will crush you?! ”

At the beginning, Su Yan was Wang Min's favorite artist, and she was also the person she treated as her own sister.

But she never thought that this change would give Su Yan such a big blow.

Su Yan moved his eyelids, and his stomach turned upside down.

Before she could say a word, her face turned pale, and she rushed into the bathroom quickly with her stomach covered.

"Su Yan—Ah Yan?"

Wang Min was startled, didn't care about the mess, and hurriedly followed Su Yan into the bathroom.

Seeing Su Yan, who was kneeling next to the toilet and vomiting so much that she couldn't help but have a sour eye, she quickly looked away and didn't dare to look again.

Once upon a time, they were all in high spirits.

Wang Min was almost promoted to a gold medal agent, but because of this major mistake, he has now fallen to the bottom of the company. The artists in his hands are all picked by other agents.

But she didn't complain about Su Yan, she understood the darkness of this circle, and it was clear that someone was deliberately framed behind it!

“04…… You see that I am living too comfortably, and you deliberately torture me, right? ”

Su Yan fell to the ground in embarrassment, a blur in the retina, accompanied by Wang Min's voice, falling into endless darkness......

When he woke up again, Su Yan was already in the hospital.

There was a pain on the back of his hand, and there were two pieces of duct tape attached to it, presumably because he had just finished hanging salt water.

She blinked, her body feeling tired.

This is all the sequelae of the original body's own death and ruining his body, and now all the retribution has come to Su Yan's head.

"Awake? Eat the porridge while it's hot first! Ah Yan, you are not too young, can you be sober? The person who framed you in the first place hasn't been found yet, so you just let her go free? Even if you are willing to be abused, if you look at those media, who is not looking at your jokes? ”

Wang Min stuffed the porridge into Su Yan's hand and said in a deep voice.

Su Yan didn't say a word, knowing that this body needed to be well conditioned and couldn't withstand a little damage.

Wang Min was silent, watching the woman with yellow hair sitting on the bed, taking small sips of porridge. Her eyebrows and eyes are calm, although she looks very haggard, it is not difficult to see a little bit of her former demeanor from her eyebrows.

The most important thing is that she saw something different from Su Yan's body from the usual-

The posture is elegant, and he does not make the slightest sound when eating.

It's like having received the top aristocratic etiquette training since childhood, although their company also has etiquette classes, but those little girls, where is the charm of Su Yan?

Feeling the tranquility and elegance emanating from her, it makes people almost ignore her appearance.

It's-

What the hell is going on?

"Sister Wang."