Qiao Shishi was taken aback.
An Ning stared at her and continued, "You shouldn't squander the good fortune your mother has accumulated for you, should you?"
Qiao Shishi's heart was stirred, but she was unwilling to admit it. "What business is it of yours, if you're just a mistress?"
"First of all, I am not a mistress, and even if I were, it has nothing to do with acting," An Ning said coldly.
Deciding it was pointless to talk to Qiao Shishi any further, as this woman just couldn't grasp reason, An Ning stopped the conversation.
After changing into her costume, An Ning left the makeup room and headed to the set.
At that moment, the assistant director hurriedly approached her. "An Ning, is Qiao Shishi still in the makeup room?"
"She is."
