The Slag Gong wants to Kill me

Chapter 17

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I lowered my head and took the tissue, and wiped it vigorously on my face, trying to create an effect that I was heartbroken and crying so hard that my face turned red.

At this time, the waitress came up. She seemed to be a little unaware of the current situation. I heard her footsteps stop for about ten seconds before she slowly brought up my cappuccino with her high heels.

The film king pushed the coffee to me and said, "It's hot... first... drink some first, don't cry."

I raised my head and stared at him for a while, and he scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "Both of them are not good people! Don't feel sad for these people."

I let out a "huh", picked up the silver spoon to stir the coffee, then picked up the cup and took a sip. I felt the corners of my mouth rising slightly. In order to cover up this, I used an excuse to wipe off the coffee grounds from the corners of my lips, and took a tissue to wipe it lightly.

I coughed a few times, making my voice a little hoarse like after crying, "I still... I can't believe it... He's always been very gentle to me... I don't believe it .”

The film king glanced at me quietly, shrugged his shoulders, pretended not to care much, and said, "I just want to tell you about this. As for what you will do afterwards...it's up to you."

I pushed the recording pen over and said, "Give it back to you."

"..."

The actor seemed a little overwhelmed. Did he think I was going to confront my husband with this pen? I think this kind of behavior is too stupid, and the behavior of changing yourself from audience to actor is tantamount to suicidal. So I think it's better to let the actor take on this task. After all, he looks a little naive.

I need to give him some guidance before then. I took a deep breath and said, "What if it's fake? Maybe it's just synth..."

"Impossible!" said the actor, "How could the synthetic sound be so similar?"

"I still want to ask my husband myself," I said. I got up to go, I didn't finish the cappuccino, the cappuccino was still hot.

When I stood up, I pretended that I accidentally didn’t stand still and almost fell down. The actor grabbed my shoulder across the table and supported me. He saw that I was standing still and slowly let go. Said: "Be careful."

I gave a small "hmm" and headed out with my briefcase.

I don't know if the actor will question Zhuma face to face, but I estimated that the probability of such a thing happening is about 71.542%. But this is just a small episode.

I didn't start laughing until I was far away from the cafe, and today was a good day to maintain my personality. happy.