Chapter 14 The only innocent people are the director and the camera

Ye Zhixia didn't believe that Ye Fushu had a conscience.

The system, which was being chatted with Ye Fushu, also didn't believe it. After all, the gloating was too obvious.

However, the system still explained: [Everything has cause and effect.]

[Do you know why everyone has feces? ]

[They are Yang Yuling's fans, that's why they stand so close to the front. In the previous life, Sister Ye was blackmailed and committed suicide, and they all contributed to it.]

Yang Yuling has become a top actress in just two years since her debut.

In addition to the rich resources provided by the Yang family, there are also the tactics of Yang Yuling's management team to pull her down.

Ye Zhixia has a similar personality to Yang Yuling. He is famous but does not have a strong family background. As a result, he became the unlucky guy chosen by Yang Yuling's team.

Ye Zhixia was blacklisted by the entire Internet, and Yang Yuling and her team "made an indelible contribution".

And none of the fans who were used by Yang Yuling as a sword to stab Ye Zhixia could escape the connection.

Today, almost no one who is smeared with “shit” and “feces” is innocent.

If we have to find an innocent person, it's only the poor director and the camera.

It was considered an accidental injury, and the system said that compensation would be given later.

After listening to the system's self-questioning and self-answering explanation, Ye Fushu's conscience, which had just taken a step into the house, suddenly turned around and left.

[Where is Sister Ye's lounge? Can I get directions? ]

[Okay... No!] Thinking of how Ye Fushu had just refused to listen to it, the system changed the subject and rejected it directly.

Ye Fushu:?

[So ruthless? ]

The system continues to play dead.

Ye Zhixia was standing not far away, eavesdropping on Ye Fushu's thoughts. She could not hear the system's voice, so all she heard was Ye Fushu's own mumbling.

Ye Fushu might really have something wrong with his brain, Ye Zhixia thought.

But, you don’t even know where her lounge is?

I'm afraid she knows everything about her sister's lounge.

After two seconds of hesitation, Ye Zhixia finally took a step and walked towards Ye Fushu. [It seems that I won't be able to see the daily life of a dog licker today, what a pity. ]

Hearing the word "licker", Ye Zhixia suddenly remembered that Ye Fushu had previously called her Yang Yuling's licker.

In an instant, Ye Zhixia's eyes turned cold.

The foot that had just stepped forward was instantly retracted, and then he turned and left.

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The system didn't give Ye Fushu any navigation, so Ye Fushu just wandered around aimlessly.

In the end, of course, they didn't find Ye Zhixia's lounge, but came to a milk tea shop.

Looking at Ye Fushu who was sitting on a chair and drinking milk tea, the system fell silent.

It's been less than an hour and you're already drinking milk tea again?

Have you digested the puffs just now?

[Host, is this... delicious? ]

After coming to this world, the host drinks this stuff almost every day, and the system expresses curiosity.

Ye Fushu raised his eyebrows, [Want to drink?]

The system is weird: [Yeah. ]

Ye Fushu: [Oh, then keep thinking about it.]

system:?
Ye Fushu lazily leaned on a chair outside the milk tea shop, drinking milk tea while playing with his mobile phone with one hand, intending to wait for Ye Zhixia here.

Ye Fushu has an extremely beautiful appearance and excellent temperament, which attracts passers-by to stop and look at him frequently.

A black luxury car drove slowly on the road outside the milk tea shop.

Not long after, the car backed up and stopped right opposite the milk tea shop.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The driver looked back toward the back seat and asked the person who had told him to back up the car.

However, the "master" he mentioned ignored him, but just turned his head to look out the window, his eyes fixed directly on Ye Fushu.

There was a row of trees outside the milk tea shop, and the girl was sitting on a chair under the trees.

(End of this chapter)