Before Liu Yuxi could take back the contract and solve the problem, she heard her artist say, "Yan Yuling, you are just a wild bird occupying a magpie's nest. You had better sign the contract, otherwise, I won't be polite to you."
As soon as Yan Yuling heard her words, anger, and unfamiliar possessiveness suddenly surged in her heart. Feng Zhexuan is her husband. Who gave this woman the right to speak like this in front of her?
Yan Yuling closed the folder, stood up, and threw the contract in Xing Xiayan's face.
Slap!
Being hit by a hard folder, Xing Xiayan felt that her nose was almost broken, and she cursed, "Bitch, what do you think you are doing?! How dare you hit me?!"
Yan Yuling looked at her and said, "I hit the shameless bitch. What can you do to me?"
"Who are you calling a bitch?!" Xing Xiayan shouted angrily.
Yan Yuling looked at her and said with a sneer, "It's you. Who else?"
