Lin Wanwan blushed. "I met a director named An Qiao some time ago. He invited me to act in a drama. It sounded fun, so I accepted it. An Qiao asked his boss to fetch and ferry me to the shooting location. He was worried that I didn't know the way."
Drama?
That famous director An Qiao?
Lin Siqing who dreamt of being a star clenched her teeth out of jealousy.
"I see."
Although Lin Qinghao didn't want his daughter to enter the entertainment industry, he still felt relieved that she had not been bought out.
Just then, Lin Siqing sneered, "Father, how can you believe her lies? We know what she is like better than anyone! Which director would invite a mentally challenged girl to shoot a drama? Do you think An Qiao is crazy?"
This is bad…
As Lin Wanwan thought, her father's face sank again.
Lin Wanwan was murdering Lin Siqing in her heart, but on the outside, she seemed like a poor soul pleading for help.
