"Of course you care! Otherwise..." Chu Nanxi's gaze swept over the costume Qiao Jiashang was wearing, "why are you still in your costume? Why didn't you just let your assistant drive you away?"
Struck by her accurate remark, the slight rocking of Qiao Jiashang's right leg momentarily paused.
"I'll do whatever the hell I want, it's none of your business!"
"If the media gets wind of this and it hits the headlines, can you imagine your father finding out you quit the production..."
Qiao Jiashang was affected.
Suddenly sitting up straight, his eyes narrowed, and like a hawk, he fixed his gaze onto Chu Nanxi's face.
"You dare to threaten me?"
Sure enough, this was his vulnerable point!
