Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 560 Superstar (8)

  He Nanxi stared blankly at the phone, waiting until the manager hung up.

  He was like a sleepwalker, connected to the Internet, and looked on Weibo.

   "He Nanxi has been taking drugs for at least several years, and everyone in the company knows about it."

   He is not on drugs.

   "Who dares to say, if his house hadn't collapsed, he would still do whatever he wants."

   Apart from his cold personality, he never bullies others.

   "It's true that he's so skinny because he's on drugs."

  One message after another, with some haggard photos of him staying up too late.

   wantonly distorted and discredited him.

   And it's all stars like him who are throwing dirty water.

  He Nanxi knew that he would not be able to wash away the black material.

  If it was the time when the He family was at its peak, they wouldn't be afraid at all, just go through a public relations.

  No dirty water can be poured on his head.

  But now, the He family has collapsed.

  Once the image of drug abuse is established, no matter how talented he is, he will not be able to climb it.

  He Nanxi got up, pale, and walked downstairs full of hostility.

  He poured himself a glass of water, his fingers kept shaking, and he couldn't drink it after trying twice.

  Suddenly he raised his hand and smashed the water glass to the ground.

   Then, like an explosion, with a cold face, he smashed up the entire living room.

  When Bai Weiwei opened the door with the key under the doormat, she saw He Nanxi standing in a pile of rubbish, full of violence.

  His thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and his dark eyes were terribly cold.

"roll."

  Bai Weiwei stood at the door, hesitating for a moment.

   Then she ignored He Nanxi's furious look, and walked in with big bags and small bags.

  He walked past him lightly and deftly.

   Put things in the kitchen.

   Then she put on her gloves, took out the cleaning tools, and began to tidy up the living room silently.

  He Nanxi's fingers turned white, looked coldly at Bai Weiwei who was cleaning, and suddenly snorted mockingly.

   "Hypocritical."

   Then he turned and went to take a shower.

   When I came back from the shower, I found that the living room was almost cleaned up.

   There was movement in the kitchen.

  He Nanxi originally wanted to take out the key and go out directly, even if he changed his mind about Bai Weiwei.

   But he still doesn't like her.

  When he reached the door, he stopped.

  Thinking of being discovered by people when he goes out now, he is a scum and drug-addicted scum that everyone shouts and beats.

   It is estimated that it can be drowned with saliva.

  He Nanxi suppressed his anger and turbulence, sat down on the sofa again and sulked alone.

  Suddenly a pair of white and slender hands carefully held a bowl of noodle soup in front of him.

   "You didn't have breakfast, I ordered a bowl of noodles for you."

  He Nanxi had just finished washing, and his hair was still wet. The black hair fell on his cheeks, lining his dark eyes.

   There is a kind of coldness that rejects people for thousands of miles.

  Bai Weiwei said softly, "Eat something."

  He Nanxi lay down on the sofa impatiently, rolled his eyelids lazily, and sneered: "It's so unpalatable to cook, only pigs eat it."

  Bai Weiwei was silent for a while, put down her face, turned around and left, "Forget it if you don't eat."

   Then she continued to tidy up the living room, and there were still some finishing touches left.

  She tidied up and said calmly, "I believe in you."

  He Nanxi's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't make a sound.

  Bai Weiwei quickly threw the broken things into the cardboard box, "Those people on the Internet are smearing you, don't be angry, it's not worth it."

  The mocking sneer at the corner of He Nanxi's mouth froze, and he slowly became indifferent, "How do you know it's not true, maybe I really take drugs."

  Bai Weiwei turned her head, her eyes were clear, although her voice was soft.

  But with extremely firm self-confidence.

   "You won't, you value your fans more than anyone else, and you won't ruin your voice."

  Drugs, drinking, smoking can make a singer ruin his talent.

  He Nanxi's eyes were gloomy and cruel, "Do you think I'll recognize you as my sister-in-law if you say that?"

  Bai Weiwei was indifferent, but showed a loving smile, "Whether you recognize me or not, I am your sister-in-law."

  He Nanxi frowned and snorted coldly.

   Then he picked up the bowl as if nothing had happened, and started to eat the noodles.

  The hot air made his eyes moist.

  Being attacked and discredited for so long, from the proud son of heaven to the mouse that everyone shouts and beats.

   This bowl of noodles was the first time he experienced kindness.

  Bai Weiwei asked suddenly: "Is it delicious?"

  He Nanxi's face darkened, "It's so unpalatable."

  【Ding, the hero has zero favorability. 】

   Last update. This plane does not love and kill each other. Come to a strategy plane that is as loving as a mother and sister-in-law, and rescues the hard-mouthed and soft-hearted brother-in-law who is stuck in the quagmire.

   Probably not cruel...maybe.

Good night.

  (end of this chapter)