"Ah!"
Song Yiyan's mind went blank for five seconds before she let out an earth-shattering scream and kicked the man beside her.
When the man was kicked in the chest, he felt that the person was so strong that his internal organs shifted. With a bang, he hit the wall opposite and vomited blood.
There was a dead silence in the air.
The next second, Song Yiyan finally came back to her senses. She looked at the handsome man who was half-kneeling on the ground with his hands over his chest and his face expressionless. She coughed to hide her guilt and embarrassment and asked, "Are you okay? I didn't do it on purpose."
She remembered that this gigolo in front of her was picked up by her before she woke up. Last night, when she was chatting with someone about the script, the bastard director gave her something.
After she returned, she slept with the pretty boy in front of her. In the end, it was her fault.
