When Qiao Yin received the call, she had just finished talking with the director of the variety show. Wen Chu had been acting and didn't even appear in the variety show to promote the new show. This was not okay.

Coincidentally, "Lemon Summer" was launched in May this year, and she had to make arrangements for Wen Chu, which happened to be in line with the director's wishes.

After all, the director of "Lemon Smell Summer" has told her many times that Wen Chu and Lu Jingci must be promoted on the variety show.

"Then it will be a pleasure to cooperate." Qiao Yin showed a business smile.

The man opposite him, who was in his forties or fifties, burst out laughing: "I wish for that, hahaha."

So the moment Qiao Yin saw the news about Chu Xia, there was a clear blank on his face, and then he reacted and said to him: "Mr. Yu, I have something else to do, I'm sorry."

Mr. Yu, Yu Pei, the biggest backstage person behind a certain variety show.

Yu Pei is a smart man. He smiled and nodded: "Haha, it's okay. You young people have a lot of things to do. Go ahead and go ahead."

Turning around, Qiao Yin's expression became speechless. She went downstairs and called Chu Xia. After learning the whole story, she directly booked the fastest flight ticket and flew back.

In front of Kai Wenchu's house, Qiao Yin had already imagined tens of millions of possibilities. Many artists have had accidents, and many have suffered from depression and locked themselves in the house, and then...

Qiao Yin took a deep breath and opened the door.

Even though she had imagined thousands of scenarios, she never expected to see such a scene.

Wen Chu was sitting on a chair. She was wearing a bright red palace dress. The blood-like red spread from her feet. Her ink-like hair hung down on her shoulders. She lowered her head slightly and looked at Qiao Yin when she came in.

At that moment, she raised her chin, her eyes filled with bottomless coldness and endless indifference, just like...

A lifeless beauty lamp.

Qiao Yin was startled and subconsciously lowered his voice.

"Wen Chu...?"

The person on the chair seemed to have come back to her senses. Her eyes lit up little by little. She was stunned for a moment before she spoke.

"Sister Qiao."

Qiao Yin breathed a sigh of relief. She stepped forward and put the food in her hand on the table.

"What's going on?"

Wen Chu was silent for a moment, and his tone was a little low: "I'm looking for Shen Yin."

Qiao Yin was confused for a moment before he realized who "Shen Yin" was.

She was a little helpless. She knew Wen Chu took things seriously, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

"Is there something wrong?" Qiao Yin came over. She squatted down slightly and looked at Wen Chu's level.

This action stunned Wen Chu, and there was a little confusion on her face.

"I...can't find the feeling of silence..."

She locked herself in the room for two days and almost finished reading scripts and novels, but something didn't seem right, nothing was right, nothing was even close.

Qiao Yin felt a little distressed. She stood up and rubbed her head gently: "Okay, it's still some time before we leave the plane. If you still have time, let's eat something first."

With that said, she went over and put out all the food, which Wen Chu usually liked to eat.

Wen Chu was still wearing a red palace dress and had some trouble walking.

Qiao Yin looked at her staggering appearance and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips. She asked, "Where did you get this outfit? It's so big."

Wen Chu raised his head, still holding the hem of the skirt in his hand, and replied honestly: "Duoduo, one set, quite cheap, I just wore it to feel better, but I didn't expect it to be a bit too big..."

Qiao Yin: "..."

How can this be too big...
Chapter completed!