Xia Yu was trembling in anger.
Having been so highly regarded all this while, how could she be so underestimated? How she wished she could rip Sister Mai Na's mouth apart, but considering her image in her fans' hearts, she had no better choice than to swallow her indignance. She put a hand to her chest, taking a small step back as if she was hurt and in shock, distress was written all over her pale face.
"Sister Mai Na," She looked like she was about to cry. "you're Ye Xingling's manager and I know you'd side her, but how could you say this of me before I've even begun to sing?"
"Exactly." The emcee was defending Xia Yu, giving her more backing. "I've heard that Xiao Yu often practices her singing alone late into the night, is her diligence not worthy of respect at all in Sister Mai Na's and Miss Ye's eyes?"
The way she addressed "Xiao Yu" and "Miss Ye" made it clear whose side she was on.
