Compared to Su Mu, Qin Nianwan's past few days hadn't been especially good either. Song Zhengxian's phone calls had tirelessly continued for three days, each and every time fixated on the same topic, asking her when she could send more money. Pressured to her limit, Qin Nianwan finally exploded with intolerance during the last call:
"Song Zhengxian, I earn money, not print it. Can't you stop pressuring me like this? The entire payment for my last role hadn't even stayed in my hands for an hour before Han Lu transferred it all to you. I also borrowed 50 million from Fu Shinian to give to you; what more do you want?"
