"In your eyes, can I only ever be beneath Ji Yunya?" Xue Chengcheng's tone was chilly, startling Ah Ning, who was taken aback by her gloomy expression—this terrifying side of Xue Chengcheng was something she had never seen before.
"No... That's not what I mean...." Had Chengcheng misunderstood something?
"Don't ever mention Ji Yunya's name in front of me again," she said, leaving these words behind before getting up to join the intense filming at the director's call.
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"Wuuu... life has become unbearable, Lin Sili, you bitch, why don't you just die... die die die...."
"Crash" noises of heavy objects falling echoed throughout the villa, along with the woman's cursing.
In the living room on the first floor, a woman in a white cotton dress, with her black hair draped over her shoulders, held a cup of boiled water and sipped gently. Her eyelashes, moist with steam from the drink, glistened like dew on fresh, delicate lotus leaves, fragrant and refreshing.
