After filming her own scene, she walked to the side and turned on her phone.
Just as she logged into Weibo, Xia Ying's vision went black.
The gossip news on the front page was about her.
Crack!
Her hands grew weak, and her phone fell to the ground. The screen cracked and spread like a spider web.
Song Yaoyao's brows moved slightly as she looked over.
"What's wrong?"
The girl's tone was very calm with the right amount of gentleness.
However, it made Xia Ying even more flustered. She opened her mouth and said, "Director Song..."
Before she could finish speaking, tears had already fallen.
Cao Meihua rushed over and just happened to see this scene.
...
"Is that all?"
"Yes..."
Xia Ying's lips twitched in despair as she lowered her head. "Director Song, you can fire me."
"Why would I do that?"
"Yingying!" Cao Meihua glared at Xia Ying anxiously.
