Lan Ling-Er's mouth twitched into a smirk. If Jing Xi had really come for the shoot bearing her wounds, then wasn't it easy to bully her while filming?
In the morning, after Lan Ling-Er had finished filming an interaction scene with the emperor, the production crew informed her that her shoot with Jing Xi was pushed back.
When Lan Ling-Er heard this notice, she smiled smugly.
It seemed that she was right. Jing Xi was injured and could not come for the shoot.
This was only a small warning. Next time, maybe she would directly scratch and disfigure her face.
After she was done with her shoot, Lan Ling-Er returned to her station to rest, her assistant Sha Labi massaging her shoulders to relax her.
Lan Ling-Er took a sip of drink from her cup, feeling very pleased. It was at this moment that she heard voices of a woman coming from the entrance of the studio.
She listened carefully. It turned out to be Jing Xi's voice.
