"I was already miserable. How did I play it up?" Shi Lan stepped out from Yan Shixiu's embrace and retorted, "He is mine, but his things aren't. Whatever I want, I'll earn with my own two hands."
"Well said." Sister Xiaojin clinked glasses with Shi Lan.
A few boys looked at Shi Lan, light in their eyes.
Because she really was different from most female artists in the entertainment industry. How many female celebrities, relying on some background or power, would willfully snatch others' resources and haughtily abuse newcomers? Especially those women with sugar daddies, blatantly sleeping their way to the top while posing as inspirational figures - they were contemptible.
But this woman was different. She had the most powerful man in Yancheng behind her, yet she never flaunted it, to the point that no one knew about their relationship.
And because of this, she seemed even more attractive and charming, even a match for the most outstanding men.
