"Yang Xu, I didn't make a fuss with you before because I didn't want to put Jiang Tan in a difficult position. Do you really think your little bit of popularity gives you the right to set up a dye workshop in front of me?"
Yang Xu's face changed with pain, pale and fierce, yet she retorted, "What gives you the right to speak to me like this! Li Wei, you're just signed to a small company!"
"So what if you were a movie queen before! The entertainment industry changes in the blink of an eye; who still remembers you, a flower of yesterday!"
Li Wei looked coldly at Yang Xu as she desperately struggled without fear of death, a murderous intent tainting her expression, "What exactly are you trying to do with your repeated disturbances on the set?"
Eventually, Yang Xu freed her hair from Li Wei's painful grip and argued with all her might, "None of your business! What I want to do is my freedom!"
Li Wei could tell that Yang Xu, in this state, was truly fearless.
