Zhu Xianglan looked at her daughter and felt her heart ache. However, they were now facing enemies from both sides. It was impossible for them to let her film.
“Mother, I want to film.”
Su Muran tugged at Zhu Xianglan’s clothes. I want to film. No matter what, I want to film.
“Let mommy think about it.”
Zhu Xianglan waved her hand weakly. She really did not have the mood to think about Ying residence anymore. External worries and internal troubles. When she thought about Zhu Meina’s threat, she felt uncomfortable.
Su Muran originally wanted to say something, but when she saw Zhu Xianglan like this, she knew that it was useless to say anything. She tugged at her clothes tightly. No matter what, she had to act in this scene.
Yan Huan no longer existed in this world. With her looks and the connections she had accumulated in the past, she did not believe that her popularity would be worse than a dead person in the future.