With Chi Sen's calming agent, the anxiety in Lu Wantang's heart instantly dissipated.
She immediately posted on Weibo to reassure everyone that it would be resolved.
Putting aside the netizens 'reactions, Fu Ting, who woke up and saw this series of actions, was stunned.
Of course, she would not take those clowns who scolded her seriously. She was just disgusted by Lu Wantang's series of accusations.
She just didn't expect that the studio would fire Chi Sen because of her.
Fu Ting took out her phone and found J-god's WeChat.[J-god, did you help me?]
After Fu Ting finished washing up, she received J-god's reply.[Yeah]
Fu Ting's heart was warm. She knew what to say and could only reply, Thank you.
Fu Ting had already left the room when she sent the WeChat message. She happened to see Cen Juan playing WeChat too.
When he saw Fu Ting looking over, the man quickly switched the interface and slid his hands into his pockets naturally.
