Xia Jinmeng seemed to not have heard Wen Tongtong's cries for help. Instead, she stayed in place without moving.
She seemed to be lost in thought.
No one knew what she was thinking.
"Jinmeng?" Wen Tongtong's voice became more and more flustered.
At this moment, Xia Jinmeng took out her phone from her pocket and sneered at Lin Shanchu.
"Lin Shanchu, once I take a picture of you hurting people with a blade, how long do you think you can keep flaunting?"
Lin Shanchu didn't even bat an eye at Xia Jinmeng's threat.
She turned her head slightly and looked at Wen Tongtong, who was already stunned.
"Wen Tongtong, when you were working so hard for Xia Jinmeng, have you ever thought that such a day would come?"
Wen Tongtong looked at Xia Jinmeng in a daze before begging, "No, Jinmeng... I want to make my debut... I don't want my face to be cut..."
