Qiao Mianmian turned around to look for the director.
Qiao Anxin stood rooted to the ground and watched her leave. She clenched her fists so tightly that the veins on the back of her hands were bulging.
She clenched her teeth and trembled with anger.
"What the hell, slut!" She scolded in a voice only she could hear.
Beside her, Song Fang saw that she was so angry and comforted her symbolically. "Anxin, calm down. Why are you being so petty with her? She's really someone we can't afford to offend now. Even if you have anything against her, just bear with it in front of her."
"Yes, that slut is so smug now." Qiao Anxin gritted her teeth. "She's strutting around now and bullying me. Did you hear what she said just now? Did you see how arrogant she was? One day, I'll let her know who the final winner is.
"I'll teach her a lesson!"
