There was nothing her manager could do about it.
The role of the female lead had been Yan Huan's to begin with. Yan Huan had the acting chops, the pretty face, the fame, and someone powerful looking out for her. The manager did not know for certain who was backing Yan Huan, but it had to be someone powerful—powerful enough to neutralize Su Muran's attempts at sabotage. Otherwise, Yan Huan would have been banished from the production and showbiz by now.
Su Muran shut her laptop with more force than necessary. Her pupils constricted with anger; she seemed ready to shoot icy daggers out of her eyes.
It was time to film the next scene.
Bam! The door flung open, but Chen Jing did not react. She continued to lie calmly upon the chaise longue as a young maid carefully fanned her with a silk fan.
Qin Jun strode over to the maid and snatched the fan out of her hand.
He turned to the maid and snarled: "Scram!"
