Chapter 649 - The Film Tycoon’s National Sister (60)
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She willingly liked him.
Even if it was just a superficial like.
It was enough for him1.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is 95.】
Bai Weiwei buried her face in his warm chest. Her body was finally unable to suppress the trembling.
The air was filled with the sounds of soft and broken sobbing.
Lu Zixi knew that she had suffered too much.
Whether it was her suffering from childhood, or the pain he had inflicted on her, or even the wild condemnation of the netizens.
All of it had become an immense force that cornered her until there was no escape.
Lu Zixi softly and tenderly placed a kiss on her hair to continuously comfort her.
Finally exhausted, Bai Weiwei fell asleep in his arms.
His eyes overflowing with tenderness, he laid her on the bed, wiped away her tears, and covered her with a quilt.
Then, he sat by the bedside and watched her the entire night.
She had thick, black hair, snow-white skin, and cherry lips. The tip of her nose was delicate and cute. She was perfect in every way.
Lu Zixi giggled.
How wonderful. She liked him.
The system nibbled on its chocolate, expressionlessly thinking: a drama queen with exaggerated acting skills and a foolish male lead suspected of having a pit in his brain–what a good match, ah.
Hehe.
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Bai Ziwen was in an extremely sorry state.
She had clearly paid off her debt of ten million and planned to quit smoking, but she was still somehow hoodwinked by the casino’s people.
She foolishly went to a casino.
Not only did the remaining five million disappear, but she also owed millions in debt again.
She became too wretched.
Then she thought of her cheap daughter.
She searched and discovered that Bai Weiwei had been blackened online into a miserable state.
It was said that she had sold her body in exchange for a role in a movie and that she had been humiliated by the Film Emperor.
When Bai Ziwen read this, her brain suddenly flashed with an idea.
As of now, there was no news that specifically announced Lu Zixi acknowledging Bai Weiwei as his sister.
What if she leaked the news that Bai Weiwei was Lu Zixi’s biological sister on the Internet?
So that way, Lu Zixi could only recognize her cheap daughter?
Bai Ziwen had no other option.
The gambling debt was too big. Have Bai Weiwei enter the Lu family first. Then she would be able to pay off her debt by scamming Bai Weiwei.
She immediately began to release all of the evidence.
Intimate photos of her and Lu Renjia, pictures of her pregnancy from that year, and Bai Weiwei’s birth certificate and the DNA test.
As long as she released these, Bai Weiwei’s blackening would be wiped away.
At that time, Lu Zixi would recognize her as his sister.
She would definitely be grateful to her mom.
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Bai Weiwei had cried too much; when she woke up, her eyes were swollen.
She reached up to rub her eyes, then heard a muffled voice.
She got out of bed and headed to the living room, where she saw a tall and thin figure standing by the window.
It was from Lu Zixi. His back was to hear as he held a phone in his hand and gave out orders.
He suddenly turned his head and saw Bai Weiwei standing by the sofa, looking confused.
He put away his phone and eagerly made his way to Bai Weiwei. He picked her up by the waist and placed her on the sofa. “The ground is cold, don’t step on it with your bare feet.”
Bai Weiwei had just woken up. Her eyes were hazy as she said groggily, “En, gege.”
Lu Zixi spotted the mistiness in Bai Weiwei’s eyes. Her lips were redder than usual, and her skin was white as an exquisite porcelain doll’s.
His heart thumped.
This was what people meant by “stunning,” ba.
He followed his instinct.
Bai Weiwei was dumbfounded.
Seeing that her ears were turning red, he couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
1: 感激涕零: to shed tears of gratitude; moved to tears.↩