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Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

Would you play the universally disliked character in a romance reality show for a million? Xu Qingyan's answer is: Hesitating for even a second is disrespectful to money. Being cursed and trending online, Xu Qingyan says it doesn't matter; after all, you can't abandon money for the sake of saving face, right? Director: "Don't feel any psychological burden." Xu Qingyan: "Director, I feel this line isn't mean enough." Director: "Don't worry, just let loose and act." Xu Qingyan: "No problem, Director. I'll act naturally, and show you what devotion means." ....... Xu Qingyan: You all see me messing around every day, but you don’t see my hardworking lifestyle, my late-night studies, or the way I kindly interact with others. You can't see it! Because I've never done it. Netizen: "What a satisfying read, time to be discharged from the hospital." ....... The rising pop princess, Lin Wanzhou, had a gap in her heart, a sorrowful little secret about an unrequited love. In the blink of an eye, the object of her affection was on a romance show, getting ambiguous with a rival she had once defeated. The washed-up pop princess, Mu Chan, initially wanted to just frustrate Lin Wanzhou, but didn't expect to get caught up... In the twenty-sixth spring of her life, she fell for someone, and could never let go since. May you be well, with a bright future ahead.

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Chapter 89: The Meal Companion Was Robbed

Lin Wanzhou was filled with questions, but seeing the glass pushed towards her, she could only suppress her chaotic thoughts and lower her head to drink the medicine.

The water had just boiled, and it only took a few sips to cool after blowing on it.

She held the glass gently and blew on it, took a sip, and to her surprise, it was bitter. Her small face instantly scrunched up, and she looked up at Xu Qingyan, discontented.

"It's so bitter."

"Is it bitter?" Xu Qingyan was cooking udon noodles.

In the kitchen, the yellow, luminescent light spilled from the ceiling like silk threads, densely covering both of them, making everything inside and out clean and warm.

Lin Wanzhou turned to get another clean glass, divided some cold remedy into it, and then handed it to him.

"You take a sip."

Hearing this, Xu Qingyan stopped chopping green onions and set down the knife. After a slight hesitation, he wiped his hands on a cloth and took the glass to take a sip.