Chapter 133

Translator: Kanku

Proofreader/editor: Cheese

The Film King’s Hidden Marriage (41)

He Poan stood in the same place.

He suddenly felt some grievances and some anger. He had already lowered his attitude to this point.

Yet she still did not appreciate it.

He Poan first doubted himself, was it really his fault?

【Ding, the favorability has dropped to 85.】

System: “Although the decline of the favorability saved my IQ, can you actually accept the ring and leave this plane as early as possible.”

Bai Weiwei was silent for a long time, “I... the ring is too ugly.”

It was so ugly that she had to have no conscience to take it.

Such a big diamond, if one did not know, then they would think that she put a light bulb on her finger. She couldn’t afford to lose face.

He Poan felt that he could not get used to Bai Weiwei.

He wanted to have a cold war with her.

He wanted to let her know that his feelings were not cheap, but dignified.

Xiao Mu took the lunch box to the crew and saw He Poan looking at the side of Bai Weiwei.

The face was wrinkled, just like an old woman.

Xiao Mu walked over, “An Ge, I came to give yours and Weiwei Jie’s meal.”

He Poan viciously grabbed the lunch box. “You don’t have to give her food. Let her starve to death.”

He was angry all morning yet she didn’t even look at him once.

He wanted to eat all her lunch to vent his anger.

Xiao Mu said: “Weiwei Jie’s filming in the morning is definitely very tiring. It will be difficult if she doesn’t eat it.”

He Poan stiffened a bit and then stumbled to the side of Bai Weiwei, handing the lunch box to her.

Bai Weiwei held the script and was reading it. She said carelessly: “Put it here.”

She didn’t even look at him.

He Poan was angry. He threw the lunch box in front of her. “Eat it or don’t, I don’t care.”

He finished, and then walked away with anger.

Bai Weiwei only looked up, the indifferent expression disappeared, and sorrow slowly appeared. Suddenly she reached out and touched her nose. She quickly stood up, and then ran to an empty corner.

Xiao Mu saw that and felt that something was wrong. He immediately followed her.

Bai Weiwei couldn’t stop the nosebleed, she hated being sick the most.

She just wanted the system to stop the bleeding, when Xiao Mu’s horrified voice came. “What happened to you, Weiwei Jie?”

Bai Weiwei immediately explained: “It’s just excessive internal heat.”

Xiao Mu saw her gaunt face, and recently she seemed to have a loss of appetite, diarrhea and other similar things.

“Are you, are you sick?”

One of his relatives had a terminal illness and the symptoms were similar to this.

Bai Weiwei’s nosebleed finally stopped. She frowned and her eyes were restless. “No.”

Xiao Mu was still unsure. “But one of my relatives had leukemia, and the symptoms were exactly like this.”

Bai Weiwei was surprised, biting her lip nervously.

When Xiao Mu saw her like this, he immediately reacted. He screamed in disbelief. “You don’t really have a terminal illness, do you?”

Bai Weiwei was scared by him and stepped backwards two steps. This loud mouth! He might as well have been said that into a speakerphone.

She smiled bitterly, and then she said weakly: “Don’t tell him, please.”

Xiao Mu was anxious to advise her and was suddenly stunned.

Because he saw, behind Bai Weiwei, He Poan stood there looking shocked.

Bai Weiwei also noticed something was wrong. She looked back and her whole body was stunned.

He Poan took two steps forward, and his footsteps staggered. Then he rushed to Bai Weiwei and pulled her out.

He stuffed her into the car and drove straight to the hospital.

The results of the inspection came out very quickly.

It was leukemia and there was currently no suitable bone marrow to transplant.

He Poan felt that he was living in a nightmare. He suddenly woke up and looked at Bai Weiwei sitting next to him. “You said that you don’t love me, is it because of this?”

She’s terminally ill so she refused to love him again?