"You're still in the mood to laugh! I was almost frightened to death!"
Tang Xinrou's eyes reddened as she fiercely hugged Song Yaoyao. "Damn it! Are you going to be at odds with that sl*t Song Jingwan for the rest of your life? I should just stab her to death! She was born to oppose you. Even though she's missing, it doesn't stop her fans from causing trouble for you!"
Song Jingwan's fans were just like her—crazy.
"Alright, that's enough. Aren't I fine?" Song Yaoyao said softly, patting Tang Xinrou on the back. "I didn't want everyone to worry, that's why I didn't say anything. Are you allowed to play with your phone on Director Kang's set? When I see Teacher, I'm going to give him some suggestions."
"Don't interrupt!" Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes, "I forgive you this time. Next time, no matter what happens, you have to tell me! Do you hear me?"
Song Yaoyao smiled foolishly with her eyes curved. A moment later, she felt a strong pinch on her cheeks.
