"..."
Cen Xiaosi's screams lodged in her throat as she felt herself being shifted further outward, her fear paralyzing her to the point where she dared not move.
Tears streamed down her face as she realized the gravity of her situation. "Let me go! Let me go! This is murder!" she cried out, her voice trembling with terror.
Did Si Fuqing truly lose her sanity?
She knew the entertainment industry was full of paparazzi and informers. Wasn't Si Fuqing afraid of being caught on camera and adding to her already controversial reputation?
Cen Xiaosi was aware of Si Fuqing's notoriously aggressive haters, some even going to the extent of attacking her backstage with acid.
Meanwhile, Si Fuqing, holding Cen Xiaosi by the shoulder with one hand, asked calmly, "Ningning, how long until the police arrive?"
"Five minutes," Jiang Changning replied from the doorway, her back leaned against the door. "They'll be here soon."
