Song Yaoyao smiled and clenched her fists. "Are you guys itching for trouble?"
"No, wouldn't dare."
...
"Xia Ying!"
Xia Ying was forcefully pulled out of the car. When she turned around, she frowned. "Zhao Yueshu, what are you doing?"
Not too far away, stood a figure wearing sunglasses and a mask, completely disguised. Judging from the clothes, it was the person who entered the hotel with Zhao Yueshu a few hours ago.
"What am I doing? Xia Ying, can you be more sinister? Aren't you meant to be pure and innocent? How did you learn to trip me up? You're the one who made me lose the role, right?"
"What are you talking about?" Xia Ying looked puzzled. "If you have nothing else to say, I'm going to leave. Please let me go."
"Stop pretending! B*tch!"
Zhao Yueshu gritted her teeth. "Ha, haven't you always looked down on underhanded methods? What are you doing now?"
"Are you sick?"
