"What do you mean by this manager Wang?" Chen Waan held the papers in her hand and trembled slightly. She clutched the papers in her hands harder and crumpled them from the side.
"The gig has been set. We cannot do anything," Wang Zibo averted his gaze. They had just gone through a tough day yesterday and then his dad handed him over this. He was furious too, so he could only imagine what Chen Waan was going through.
"You…," Chen Waan was so enraged that she wanted to throw the papers in her hands on the face of Wang Zenghao. Act as a baby sitter for a WhirlWind artist for a week? She was so enraged that words would not come out of her mouth.
She tried to calm herself down first. She had to think rationally.
