Tang Suxin hung up the phone, her eyebrows knitted in a frown.
She learned the art of manipulating hearts since she was a child in Secret Garden; she dared to blatantly pass off Yan Zhi's script as her own and even handed it over to Lin Xiaotu to use, calculating that Yan Zhi's demeanor was gentle and she tended to bottle things up, remaining silent and bearing everything.
However, what Tang Suxin hadn't expected was that Yan Zhi would actually speak up to prove her own case. Yan Zhi had always been the type to avoid trouble rather than seek it. Why would she act like this?
Despite the unexpected turn of events, Tang Suxin didn't lose her composure. She picked up her phone and dialed a string of numbers.
"Hello?" Shi Yan answered the call.
Tang Suxin's voice was soft and helpless,
"Shi Yan, help me."
She could imagine the person on the other end of the line knitting his brows, "Tang Suxin? You actually dare to call me?"
