The Lust System - Chapter 132 Ambush

After a car accident, Si Yu got into a novel about Lily’s marriage and love, and became the villainous supporting actress in the book.
The female supporting role is the wife of the president. The president’s name is Lu Xi. She is super rich and beautiful.
Siyu collapsed.
Lu Xi is the heroine, what does it have to do with her!
Si Yu racked her brains to get a divorce, but later found out that as long as she wanted a divorce, she would have all kinds of bad luck: bite her tongue while eating; fall down the stairs; open the door and get caught by the door…
In order to survive, Si Yu had to change his strategy.
Lu Xi dressed up and came to her, and said coldly, “Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.”
Si Yu stepped up and hugged him, and said coquettishly, “Wife, let’s stay together, okay?”
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At the celebration banquet, the actor Si Yu pressed the beautiful president of Light and Shadow Entertainment against the wall to make fun of him. This scene was photographed and posted on the Internet, and it also became a hot search.
Netizens ridiculed: Mr. Lu has a wife, she still dares to seduce? shameless!
Just when Si Yu was about to be hacked, the female president of Light and Shadow Entertainment posted a Weibo.
Light and Shadow Entertainment Lu XiV: Let me introduce, this is my wife @siyu.

Forced to become a “newcomer” in the entertainment industry X Gao Leng abstinence / female president
Dog blood, 1V1, focus on falling in love.
Friendly reminder: non-shuangwen, the emotional line is slow.

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One sentence summary: Divorce is too hard

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