Shengchi was a little speechless for a moment. Even so, he couldn't really avoid suspicion like this, not to mention that his brother was not from this circle, so there was nothing to avoid.

Seeing that Shengchi was not very happy, Lin Yuan half-leaned on the back of the sofa: "Your brother is a businessman, not an artist. His private life is not suitable for being overly exposed to the outside world. Stop sighing."

He reluctantly said "oh".

Lin Yuan changed the subject: "What's going on at home now? Did your father's household registration book get stolen for you?"

Last time, this guy vowed to marry Xia Liangyin and encouraged his father to go to the old house to steal the household registration book, but he didn't know if he got it.

When Sheng Chi mentioned this, he immediately answered. As if he was afraid that others wouldn't know, his voice rose a few degrees and he patted his chest, "You don't even know who I am. Of course I got it. My grandpa still doesn't know!"

Xia Liangyin, who had just finished dealing with the director's investors, came over and heard Shengchi yelling loudly. She slapped Shengchi on the forehead, then smoothed her skirt and sat down: "I got it."

I remember that night, the two people took their household registration books like thieves and went to the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau without saying a word. They stayed in the cold until dawn and waited until the first couple opened the door to get their certificates.

Shengchi said this was to prevent more accidents in Night Changmeng.

Lin Yuan silently gave a thumbs up to the two of them: "You are still awesome!"

The temperature in the imperial capital was close to sub-zero, and the two of them stayed outside in the cold all night just to get their marriage certificate. They were really afraid that Mr. Sheng would find out and take them back.

But she forgot that when Pei Yi and herself received the certificates, they were in a hurry than these two people.

It was almost time to get off work before the two of them stamped the seal.

It was already around eleven o'clock after the ceremony ended.

Lin Yuan went to the dressing room to change out of her heavy dress, put on a comfortable and warm down jacket, and wrapped her whole body tightly into a rice dumpling.

Sister Zeng was guarding the door. When she saw Lin Yuan coming out, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. After looking up and down, the corners of her mouth raised, "What you wore today is quite warm. Why don't you wear those tattered clothes you had before?"

In the past, Lin Yuan's clothes could be said to be at the forefront of trends. Either her sweater had hooks or her pants had holes, which was euphemistically called fashion.

Lin Yuan smiled sheepishly, "I have to make a video call with Pei Yi later. If he sees me wearing less clothes, he will complain."

As she spoke, she unzipped her down jacket, and the inner layer was a beige knitted dress, which was very thin.

"You, you, all your cleverness has gone into this!" Sister Zeng couldn't help but poke Lin Yuan's head.

Lin Yuan stuck out her tongue and made a face at Sister Zeng, her tone filled with pride: "That's not true."

Just as the two were about to leave, Qiao Sheng appeared out of nowhere and blocked their way.

"Lin Yuan, you are so lucky. Congratulations..."

As she spoke, she hid one hand in her sleeve and stepped closer with a false smile on her face. It was obvious that she was coming with bad intentions.

Lin Yuan and Sister Zeng subconsciously took two steps back.

"What do you want to do?"

Zeng Ke protected Lin Yuan behind him and spoke in a bad tone.

There were only a few staff members backstage who were busy with the work at hand, and no one paid attention to them.

Qiao Sheng chuckled: "Of course I am here to congratulate you. After all, I am also Lin Yuan's senior."

Looking at Lin Yuan's flawless face, she felt jealousy in her heart.

Without this face, I don’t know if Mr. Ji and Mr. Pei would still like her, or if Master Wei Yu would let her inherit his mantle as his close disciple...

She naturally attributed everything Lin Yuan had now to her having a pretty face.

In the entertainment industry, beauty is indeed a universal passport.

Having benefited from her beauty, she dislikes all the beautiful female artists in the industry equally.

"That's not necessary," Lin Yuan looked at the other party warily, "Did you destroy the dress?" "You have no evidence." Qiao Sheng was stunned at first, then sneered.

Seeing her taking it for granted, Sister Zeng gritted her teeth and said, "It's really you!"

Qiao Sheng: "Don't talk nonsense without evidence."

"I don't seem to have any grudge against you, right?"

Lin Yuan couldn't understand from the bottom of her heart. She had never interacted with Qiao Sheng since her debut, and she hated herself so much just because she won the award she competed with.

Qiao Sheng seemed to have heard some funny joke.

"Whether you and I have any grudges or not, if I don't have a good time, you certainly won't have a good time either."

Ever since Chi Shuang exposed her tax evasion, the fan base has backlashed. She has been scolded round after round, and her mood is extremely unstable. Now Qiao Sheng needs an outlet to vent her emotions, and Lin Yuan, who has recently emerged, is the best. choose.

She couldn't see anyone living a better life than herself.

"are you crazy!"

Lin Yuan cursed secretly.

Qiao Sheng's eyes suddenly became fierce, and the hand hidden in his sleeve stretched out, hiding a sharp blade with a cold light inside.

Her face was twisted, and the knife in her hand was aimed at Lin Yuan's face. Just as she was about to slash it, a pebble the size of an egg flew from the side and hit Qiao Sheng's wrist with great accuracy and force.

Qiao Sheng exclaimed in pain, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang, and she was completely thrown away.

Lin Yuan reacted at this time. She grabbed the opponent's thin wrist that was almost impossible to hold, and then suddenly used force on her hand to push Qiao Sheng's hands back to the ground.

She subconsciously turned her head and looked to the side, and Pei Yi, who was thousands of miles away from her in Nancheng, appeared in front of her.

The man was still holding flowers in his hands, but there was a bit of panic on his face. He strode up to Lin Yuan and said in a worried tone: "Are you okay?"

Lin Yuan blinked and replied obediently: "It's okay."

He carefully checked the person and confirmed that Lin Yuan was not injured, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the surrounding staff also reacted, and everyone hurriedly gathered around and held Qiao Sheng down.

"let me go!"

Qiao Sheng struggled hard.

Lin Yuan slowly knelt down and said, "Murder is illegal, do you know?"

"So what! I won't go in!" Qiao Sheng raised his head, his delicate face looking extremely ferocious at the moment.

Just when Lin Yuan was wondering what she meant by this sentence, Qiao Sheng's assistant heard the movement and hurried over to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Sister Lin Yuan. I didn't think much of Sister Sheng and caused you trouble. I'm sorry!" The little girl gasped and apologized carefully. She lowered her voice: "Sister Sheng is sick and out of control. She really didn't mean it. of……"

As he spoke, the assistant took out Qiao Sheng's diagnosis certificate.

Bipolar disorder and intermittent psychosis…

Gee!
No wonder Qiao Sheng is so confident...

The commotion was so loud that the staff could only notify the organizer to have someone come over to handle it.

Seeing a group of people gathered around the dressing room backstage, several organizers from the organizer's side shouted harshly: "What are you doing all around here! What happened?"

The staff briefly explained what had just happened, and Manager Duan, who was standing at the front, was the first to change his expression.


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