Qiao Yiren was speechless, and she was so angry that there was a pain in her chest. She wanted so badly to reach into the cell phone and tear Su Qianxun into pieces.
"These news reports came at just the right time. Coincidentally, the advertisement I filmed will be broadcasted soon, so they've really paved the path for me. This time, I'm afraid that I'll become extremely famous even if I don't want to. Thank you for that." Su Qianxun hung up after she finished speaking.
When Qiao Yiren heard how pleased Su Qianxun was with herself, she was so furious that she threw her cell phone to the floor. She stepped on her cell phone repeatedly as if it was Su Qianxun's body.
Su Qianxun could imagine how angry Qiao Yiren looked. She was very happy. Qiao Yiren was the one who brought it upon herself.
