"I don't want to be a heroine, so I'll rely on men. Why? Are you not convinced?" Qiao Weiyang stood up with the script in her hand. "Zhao Xinshu, for the sake of the movie, I won't argue with you. But if you dare to talk nonsense in front of me again, you'll really end up as a paparazzo!"
Zhao Xinshu was so angry that she stood rooted to the ground. Her face turned red, but she did not dare to say anything else. She could only watch Qiao Weiyang leave.
Her manager quickly pulled her to sit down. "Alright, Xinshu. Why should we lower ourselves to Qiao Weiyang's level? She's a popular artiste now. If there's anything, we just have to hold it in. The filming will end soon, and we'll be strangers again."
Qiao Weiyang walked to the side to film. She was not surprised at all that Qiao Jierou and Lin Heng were getting married.
After filming, she saw that Su Zhuoqian had called.
She immediately picked up the phone and called back.
