As soon as Mo Rao finished speaking, Fu Ying stepped on the accelerator. The car accelerated forward, and Mo Rao immediately grabbed the seatbelt, her face pale. "Fu Ying! Drive slowly!"
Fu Ying was filled with anger. He just didn't want to say it, so he could only vent it with his actions.
After hearing Mo Rao's frightened voice, not wanting to scare her, he couldn't help but slow down.
"Rao Rao, I know you won't forgive me easily, but don't joke around with your career. This is a very rare opportunity." Fu Ying told Mo Rao seriously, "I just hope that you can get better and better. The entertainment industry is a very cutthroat place. Opportunities are everywhere, but many people end up as one-hit wonders. You have to take advantage of your current popularity to stabilize your footing as soon as possible."
"I know all this. Besides, I still have my brother." Mo Rao was a little restless. Of course, she knew that Fu Ying was doing this for her own good.
