Ji Lingxiao's expression quickly darkened. This Xia Zhiyuan was really courting death. Even now, he dared to threaten people. Who gave him such audacity? Was it the entertainment circle where he had been the dominant figure for years, thinking he could cover the sky with one hand?
Time and tide ebb and flow.
The entertainment circle was no longer a place where Xia Zhiyuan could stir up trouble at will. If he couldn't recognize the reality, he, Ji Lingxiao, wouldn't mind personally making him understand.
Just as he was about to speak, Ye Nanxun stopped him: "Ji, just wait aside. This is the grudge between Xia Yao and me. I would solve it personally." The speaker was still smiling, but Ji Lingxiao detected a hint of danger in the curve of her lips.
Indeed, was it possible in this world for someone to be bullied continuously? Xia Yao repeatedly provoked; no wonder this person would get angry.
He then quietly retreated, giving the stage to her.
"Miss Ye, please."
