Zhu Jiao's heart skipped a beat. She didn't understand why Zhong Jiayin would say that, and why her attitude was so distant and cold.
"Sister Zhong-"
"I don't deserve to be called 'sister' by you."
Zhong Jiayin scoffed. "Who knows if you'll turn around and tell everyone that I have a bad temper right after you're done flattering me?"
"One face on the surface, one behind the scenes, ha! Hypocrite!"
Zhu Jiao's face turned pale.
However, she had just spoken loudly and attracted the attention of the rest of the crew.
If she denied Zhong Jiayin's doubts, wouldn't the people who heard her gossip behind her back think that she was two-faced?
Zhu Jiao recalled what she had said and quickly explained, "It's not like that, Sister Zhong. I never said that you had a bad temper. I was just worried that someone might make you angry when you were in a bad mood, so I warned them in advance..."
