Chu Yi regained the feeling of being sought after. She saw Ruan Jing coming back from the bathroom and said, "Ruan Jing, pour me some wine."
Her tone was very casual, as if Ruan Jing was her servant.
Ruan Jing subconsciously walked over to pour her a glass of wine, but Sheng Chuan stopped her. "If you want to drink, pour it yourself. Didn't you pour it yourself just now? Do you suddenly have no hands now?"
Chu Yi's good temper was reserved for the rich. She was a big celebrity, so there was no need for her to be nice to an amateur. "I just asked her for a favor. Aren't you overreacting?"
"It's just pouring wine. I'm fine." Ruan Jing did not want to argue over this.
Sheng Chuan refused to budge. He said firmly, "If I say no, then no. You're here to participate in the show, just like her. You don't have to be bothered with her."
