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Chapter 33 Am I still mentally ill?

Chapter 33 Am I still mentally ill? (2)

When Bo Huan went out, she happened to be interviewing her.

Because it is a Qing palace drama, it is necessary to change into a Qing palace cheongsam and seven or eight centimeters flower-bottomed shoes.

Bo Huan's leg had been injured before, and it was the first time she was wearing flower-soled shoes, making every step difficult.

After putting on the shoes, Bo Huan realized something was wrong.

It's okay to dress up and be fat, but the shoes are two sizes smaller than hers, making it clear that it won't make her feel better.

Bo Huan knew who did it without even thinking about it.

In front of so many people, Bo Xuewei naturally didn't dare to embarrass her blatantly, but she still tried her best to get her out.

In her last life, she had tried enough of those tricks.

"Do you have any other shoes?" Bo Huan asked softly.

The dressmaker looked up at her. He was neither a celebrity nor a famous star, so he couldn't give her a good face.

"Only these pairs, whether you like to wear them or not!"

After finishing speaking impatiently, he turned his head and left.

With so many people queuing up for an interview, which onion is she?

Bo Huan smiled bitterly.

The grievances and insults she suffered in her previous life were much more serious than this one, so she survived the same.

What is there to be afraid of wearing small shoes, compared to getting the qualification to act after almost dying under the wheel.

Bo Huan took a deep breath, curled up his toes, and stuffed them hard.

it hurts...

With all his strength, he tore his injured foot, and the heart-piercing pain hit him violently.

Bo Huan was in so much pain that she almost uttered a sound, but she still held back the pain and stood up slowly.

If you have to stand for a long time, you will die!

Bo Huan wiped off the fine sweat from the tip of his nose, and smiled weakly.

"Bo Huan, get ready!"

Hearing the staff's voice, Bo Huan froze for a moment, then walked forward with difficulty.

Every step is suffering.

Seeing Bo Huan standing up, the third-line actress who had been sitting beside her suddenly said, "Do you know who Bo Huan is? Her mother is an old man in the entertainment industry, and she was popular in half the sky back then. But I heard that ..."

"What did you hear, tell me quickly!"

"I heard that he eloped with a married man and was beaten by that man's wife until he became insane. Later, he committed suicide!"

"That's right, that's right, I've heard that too." The women's voices were not loud or small, but Bo Huan could hear every word clearly.

Bo Huan's eyes gradually turned cold, and he clenched his fingertips tightly.

It is impossible for outsiders to know many things. There is only one reason... Bo Xuewei told them on purpose.

Bo Huan was surrounded by clouds.

"Really, when I heard that Bo Huan's mother had eloped, my father was pissed off."

"I also heard that Bo Huan also inherited her mother's mental illness..."

"That's right! No matter how beautiful she is, she's just mentally ill."

"She has no works, and she has no reputation. I don't know how to get this invitation card."

A group of women were chatting and discussing quietly, talking and laughing, and raised their heads, only to see Bo Huan appearing in front of them at some point.

Facing the delicate and beautiful girl's face, but indifferent like frost, everyone was slightly stunned.

Fortunately, there are so many of them, are they afraid of a mental illness?

Bo Huan stared coldly at the three or four women in front of him, smiled, and said softly, "It's not that I have nothing, am I still mentally ill?"

The women were stunned, but Bo Huan admitted that he was mentally ill!
Sure enough, sick!
Bo Huan pushed her slightly curly hair behind her ears, deliberately revealing her delicate and beautiful collarbone. Every inch of her skin is fair and tender, very eye-catching!
She is only 20 years old this year, and her face is already impeccably beautiful. Coupled with such a young figure, even standing there without saying a word is enough to instantly kill these eight women with mouths that are ten meters long.

(End of this chapter)

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