"I'm fine…"
"Look, your dress is soaked. I'll get you a new one…"
"Lulu, it's not necessary. Go and tell the photographer that's all for today…" Nie Lingxuan waved her hand tiredly.
"Huh? That's all for today? But it's for the promotion of your new movie…"
"I can't do it now. I feel dizzy and not well."
"Okay, I'll tell them to end the shooting and then I'll drive you to the hospital. Wait here for a minute."
When the assistant came back, she found Nie Lingxue was gone.
"Huh? Where's Miss Xuanxuan?" The assistant was confused.
"Miss Xuanxuan left. She didn't look good," one of the staff said.
Without taking her assistant or even washing off the make-up and changing clothes, Nie Lingxuan went down to the garage and drove back home in her white Maserati.
After she became famous, she had bought a big ski-floor apartment of over 200 square meters in downtown.
To protect her privacy, she didn't even hire a housemaid.
