He asked cautiously, "You're not angry anymore, are you?"
Yan Xianjue: "I'm not angry."
Lei Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. The barrage of comments was indeed meant to scare him.
Then he heard Yan Xianjue continue, "Because I've already decided where to bury you later."
Lei Xuan: “???”
Lei Xuan's face was filled with fear, while Yan Xianjue's lips curled up into a smile: "Tell me, which longitude and latitude is your lucky number?"
"Hahahaha, Yan Xianjue: We are serious businessmen and don't do anything illegal."
"Yan Xianjue: I'm a good person, understand?"
"Why don't Shen Fangli just stop entering the entertainment industry? I think she's exhausted from studying. Let Yan Xianjue do it. He doesn't need to learn, he's a natural at playing villains."
"Is he the kind of villain who's dressed in all haute couture, impeccably dressed, and whose shoes I polished until they were shiny, and then said, 'I'm not a monster,' while turning people into pieces?"
"I don't know why, but from the description above I feel like you've combined the personalities of at least three people, perhaps even crossing over from the two-dimensional to the three-dimensional."
Lei Xuan looked at Shen Fangli with a sad face.
Shen Fangli smiled like the Virgin Mary: "Director Lei, what are you looking at me for?"
"I've got arsenic all over my mouth."
Lei Xuan immediately begged for mercy: "No, no, no, I haven't lived enough, I don't have a masterpiece yet."
"Pfft." Someone behind me couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The smile on Shen Fangli’s face remained unchanged: “Don’t worry, Director Lei, life will pass quickly.”
"The best you said is really a lifetime."
“No, I always feel that Shen Fangli’s key point is that it’s fast.”
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