With just a few words, Song Yaoyao hired Luo Xingguang for her new drama, the big shot that other directors couldn’t get even after putting in a lot of much effort.

Pan Shiyu watched in amazement.

Thinking of Song Yaoyao’s ability, he could only feel convinced. Pan Shiyu had been in the entertainment industry for many years, and it could be said that he had spent most of his life in the entertainment industry, but he had never seen someone as talented as Song Yaoyao.

“Yaoyao, if there’s a role that suits me, remember to leave it for me.”

Tang Xinrou laughed. “No way? Mr. Pan, don’t you have enough shows to film? Aren’t all the big directors begging you to act for them, but you’re not willing?”

Sigh. Pan Shiyu waved his hand. “Things are different now. I’m old. I’m hoping that Yaoyao will give me a chance to earn some milk powder money!”

“Yaoyao, did you say— Eh? Where did Yaoyao go?!”

In the dim corridor, Song Yaoyao suddenly stopped.

There stood a woman who was wearing a mask and covered entirely. Her figure was thin and shriveled.

“Song Jingwan.”

“Hehehe, who knew you’d recognize me.”

The hoarse Song Jingwan slowly took off her mask. “I couldn’t even recognize my face when I looked in the mirror. You actually recognized me with just one look.”

“Song Yaoyao, you’re so sly. I only realized it now. Song Weiwei was arranged by you, wasn’t she? I don’t know what you’re after!”

“What about you?”

Song Yaoyao found it very funny. She lowered her curly eyelashes and looked down at Song Jingwan. “Didn’t you want me to leave the Song Family? Why did you continue to target me?”

Song Jingwan opened her mouth. “If I say that I lost control of myself, would you believe me?”

“Oh, I believe you.”

Song Yaoyao turned around to leave. After confirming that it was Song Jingwan, she suddenly lost interest.

“Yaoyao!”

Song Jingwan suddenly called out to her. She took a few steps forward and grabbed Song Yaoyao’s wrist tightly, “I’m begging you, okay? Give me the antidote! I swear, from now on, I won’t provoke you anymore! If you’re unhappy, just slap me a few times to vent your anger. I promise not to fight back, okay?”

“Let go of me first.”

“I don’t want to!” Song Jingwan couldn’t stand the state that her face was in. Occasionally, the headlights of the cars shone into the dim corridor and reflected on half of Song Jingwan’s face. Her skin was saggy and full of spots. It was as if a young girl’s essence had been sucked dry overnight and she had become an old woman.

“I’m begging you! I’ll get down on my knees! I know I was wrong. Please let me go!”

She finally realized that she couldn’t win against Song Yaoyao at all.

She didn’t even have to act herself. She just needed to sit at the back and give pointers, and countless people would solve her problems for her.

“Tsk—”

Song Yaoyao rubbed her face and gently pinched her fingers. With a slight ‘crack’, Song Jingwan cried out in pain.

Her fingers hung down in an abnormal position. It was obvious that they were fractured.

“What did I do wrong to make you think that I’m some saint?”

She slowly leaned over and patted Song Jingwan’s cheek.

“Do you think this is all? No, it’s not over yet.”

“No!!!”

Hatred shot out from Song Jingwan’s eyes. She admitted that even though she realized that she could not defeat Song Yaoyao, she still couldn’t truly feel guilty towards her. She only apologized because she wanted to get the antidote from Song Yaoyao.

“Am I not miserable enough now? What do you want?”