Male God, a Little Su

"Oh my God - Su Yan! Are you dying?!"

Su Yan's former manager, Wang Min, frowned tightly as soon as she entered the door, pinching her nose with a look of hatred.

Opening the door already took all of Su Ro's strength.

She dragged her heavy steps and fell back on the sofa, even breathing with an unpleasant stench.

"Hello? This is Room 301, 3rd Floor, Building 2, Jingyuan. Please send an hourly worker here... No, send two! ASAP!"

Wang Min stood at the door with her hands on her hips, looking at the messy living room of the apartment, where she didn't even have a place to stay.

"Su Yan, you gave in so easily? Where is the Su Yan who never used a stand-in and refused to give up no matter what he did? An unwarranted photo crushed 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 accident would give Su Yan such a big blow.

Su Yan moved her eyelids, her stomach turned upside down.

Before she could say a word, her face turned pale, clutching her stomach and rushing into the bathroom.

"Su Yan - A Yan?"

Wang Min was taken aback, and ignoring the mess, she hurriedly followed Su Yan into the bathroom.

Seeing Su Yan kneeling beside the toilet, vomiting like death, she couldn't help her eyes sore, she quickly looked away and didn't dare to look again.

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

Wang Min could almost be promoted to a gold broker, but because of this major mistake, he has now become the bottom of the company. All the artists in the hands were picked by other agents.

But she never complained about Su Yan, she understands the darkness of this circle, and someone is clearly framed behind it!

"04... You see that I'm too comfortable and you torture me on purpose?"

Su Yan fell to the ground in an embarrassment, her retinas blurred, and with Wang Min's voice, she fell into endless darkness...

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

The back of my hand was sore, and there were two pieces of tape stuck to it, probably because I just finished hanging the salt water.

She blinked, her body exhausted.

These are all the sequelae of the original body who committed suicide and ruined his own body, and now all of them are retribution on Su Yan's head.

"Wake up? Eat the porridge while it's still hot! Ah Yan, you're not too young, can you wake up a bit? The person who framed you has not been found yet, so you just let her go on like this? Even if you are willing to be abused , but you look at those media, which one is not watching your jokes?"

Wang Min stuffed the porridge into Su Yan's hand and said solemnly.

Su Yan didn't say a word, knowing that this body needs to be properly conditioned and can't stand any damage.

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

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

He has a graceful posture and doesn't make a single sound when he eats.

It's like they have been trained by the top noble etiquette since childhood. Although their company also has etiquette classes, how can those little girl movies have such a charm as Su Yan?

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

This--

what is the problem?

"Sister Wang."