The smile on Su Ruowan's face froze and her heart skipped a beat. She anxiously followed up with a question, "Are you talking about the China Film Festival?"
Shen Xi put on her backpack and took two steps before turning back and scoffed. "None of your beeswax."
Hiding the menace in her eyes, Su Ruowan was gasping for air from the tightness in her chest.
No way.
Impossible.
Shen Xi, that b*tch, must be lying to get on her nerves again.
What did Shen Xi take the China Film Festival for? It was not like that disgusting thing had any right to attend such an event.
Su Mushi abruptly stood up following Shen Xi's reply. Livid, he drew close to pull Su Ruowan aside. "Why waste your breath with someone like her?"
Shen Xi's presence made people sick to their stomachs.
Wanwan was too kind and still cared about her!
"What a load of crap. Who does she think she is? Walk the red carpet? I think she's going to a funeral."
