"darling, i'm sorry." jin mian's sigh came from the other end of the phone. he seemed to be a little regretful, a little sad, and even a heavy sense of powerlessness.
"professor jin, what's wrong?" mo nanchong could tell that jin mian was not in a good mood. he seemed to be in pain and was blaming himself.
"i'm sorry," she said. jin mian told mo nan chong everything that had happened in the festival group.
he told mo nan chong that he had tried to get help from his connections, but he could not find any useful ones. those people had terrifying backgrounds. they could simply freeze a person or turn the entertainment industry upside down.
he could not help mo nan chong. he was not strong enough.
he wished that he had great power, but he didn't.
"i'm sorry. next week, they might ask you to quit. they might even use unscrupulous means to slander you and pour dirty water on you. i'm your mentor, but i can't help you. i'm really sorry."
