Yun Qiao was in a good mood as she had unexpectedly earned a large sum of money early in the morning.
She swiped open her phone and prepared to write down this huge sum of money in a small notebook.
Only then did she realize that Gong Sheng had sent her a wechat message.
“The viewership rating is 8.01% . Are You Satisfied?”
“Don’t forget what you promised.”
“Woman, last night you said that the viewership rating was going to go through the roof. What did you want to Do?”
“Yun Xiaoqiao, are you trying to renege on your promise? !”
”...”
A series of short and powerful words suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
The corner of Yun Qiao’s lips twitched.
Oh My God, she had been busy criticizing those small actors in Group B, predicting, and slapping her face. She did not have the time to look at her phone at all.
Who knew that her cheap husband would send so many messages over.
He even told her about the viewership ratings eagerly.
