Translator: Yunyi
âIâm so angry! Iâm so angry!â
Tang Xinrou sat down on the bed and began to sulk.
âWhatâs wrong?â
As the exams were approaching, Song Yaoyao was revising. She closed her book and questioned her friend curiously.
Tang Xinrou, who had always told Song Yaoyao everything, turned around angrily this time. Her face was filled with grief and indignation.
Seeing this, Song Yaoyao crossed her arms in front of her chest. âDo you want me to ask Xu Yue? You know, Xu Yue has always told me everything.â
Tang Xinrou bit her lip. âI donât want to say it, itâs too embarrassing!â
Her endorsement had actually been stolen by that fake b*tch!
âDoes it have to do with Song Jingwan?â
Tang Xinrou was stunned and her expression changed. âHow did youâ¦â
âHow did you know?â
Now that there were only the two of them in the dormitory, there was no need to avoid anyone. Song Yaoyao said plainly, âItâs easy to guess.â
Song Jingwanâs every move did not escape her eyes.
When she heard this, Tang Xinrou felt extremely wronged.
âIf I used the power of my family, would she have had the ability to snatch my things? Song Wenchuan must have been brainwashed by Song Jingwan, right? Heâs still helping her up to now!â
Tang Xinrou sneered, âIf Song Wenchuan didnât help her, what ability would she have?â
âSong Rui is in jail, Zhou Manli is paralyzed, and Song Jingwan is the only one left by his side. If you take that into account, can you understand why Song Wenchuan is protecting Song Jingwan?â
Tang Xinrou snorted lightly and exhaled.
âI donât care about that endorsement too much, Iâm just angry. It doesnât matter who gets this endorsement, but itâs the Song Jingwan that I hate the most!â
Song Yaoyao curled her lips. âWhat was the endorsement for?â
Tang Xinrou: âA Japanese skincare product.â
âWhen do you think theyâll start shooting the commercial?â
âIn three days.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song Yaoyao lowered her head and thought for a moment. Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes. Victory was in her grasp.
âShe wonât be able to shoot itâ¦â
â¦
Three days later.
Early in the morning, Qin Han was already sitting in the nanny van outside Song Manor with Song Jingwanâs assistant, makeup artist, and stylist.
Just as he was about to call Song Jingwan, a sharp scream suddenly rang out, startling the birds on the branches. Fine snow fluttered down.
The young assistant was stunned and asked hesitantly, âBrother Qin, was that Jingwanâs voice?â
At this moment, his phone rang.
The caller was Song Jingwan.
In the car, including the assistant, no one knew what the other party said. They only saw Qin Han looking more and more displeased. In the end, he said solemnly, âGot it.â Then he hung up.
âBrother Qin, Jingwanââ
âTurn around and go back.â
âHuh?â The assistant driving the car was at a loss. âBut, arenât we taking Jingwan to the shoot todayâ¦â
âWeâre not going anymore.â
â¦
âWhat? She canât just call it off because she wants to. This isnât what we agreed to!â
The district manager of Feng City was so angry that he laughed. âAre you guys kidding me? Do you think we have time to play this kind of game with you guys?â
Qin Han was being ridiculed over the phone, but there was nothing he could do.
He had even lost contact with Song Jingwan. She had turned off her phone, and he didnât know where she was.
He had gone to Song Manor a few times, but he had not seen her once.
âI donât want to hear any explanations from you, nor do I want to hear an apology! If an apology is useful, why do we need the police? Get her to come in person! Otherwise, youâll have to bear the consequences! I donât care which family sheâs from! I can make her disappear from the entertainment circle forever!â
The Songs had some ability, but in this circle, they werenât even worthy of a ranking!