Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

“You can stop,” Ye Wanwan answered aloofly.

“Then let’s eat. I’m starving,” Big Dipper said.

“What’s the hurry? Are we done?” Ye Wanwan retorted.

“Brother Ye, if we don’t leave now, it won’t be an easy escape when their back-up comes!” Gong Xu said anxiously.

“Say, brother, what are you saying? So what if their back-up comes? I can suffocate pieces of trash like this with a single finger! Who cares how many ants there are? It’s not like they can threaten an elephant!” Big Dipper sneered.

“Bro, you’re right, but… why are we staying here still?” Gong Xu was puzzled.

“To film. Don’t you see how dedicated everyone is to their work? How could we leave so irresponsibly?” Ye Wanwan answered with a soft chuckle.

Gong Xu’s expression shifted, and he looked at her in surprise. “D*mn… Brother Ye… you aren’t…”

Gong Xu gnashed his teeth, as though he came to a great decision. “Brother Ye, unless… unless you shoot it with me, I won’t shoot it!”

Ye Wanwan immediately rolled her eyes at him. Does this idiot have tofu for a brain? Who freaking said he’s shooting it?

Ignoring this idiot, Ye Wanwan walked toward a nearby table and gently rapped on the surface. She snorted and asked, “Why are you hiding under here, director? It’s time to come out and work.”

“Ah… Director… Director Ye… It’s a misunderstanding, it’s all a misunderstanding! I don’t know them!”

The director climbed out from under the table and looked at Ye Wanwan with an ingratiating smile. “Director Ye, I’m a fan, your staunchest fan! These people threatened me to shoot this kind of film, which is a gigantic humiliation for me. Did you know, Director Ye, the thing I freaking hate the most in my life is shooting this type of scandalous and immoral film?!”

“Shut up.” Ye Wanwan shot the director an impatient look.

“Yes.” The director nodded.

“Where’s the screenwriter?” Ye Wanwan called from her spot on the chair.

“I… I’m the screenwriter, Director Ye…” a young man said fawningly as he hastily walked toward Ye Wanwan.

“Let me see the screenplay,” Ye Wanwan ordered.

The screenwriter quickly handed the screenplay to her.

Less than a minute later, Ye Wanwan finished skimming the script and chuckled. “You’re truly unprofessional and chose completely inappropriate male and female leads, so how could this film become popular upon release?”

“Right, right, right!” The director anxiously agreed. “You’re too right, Director Ye. I previously mentioned that the casting was too rash and doesn’t have that essential impact and explosiveness!”

“So, director, who do you think would suit the female lead the best?” Ye Wanwan asked the director with a smirk.

The director frantically shook his head. “That’s hard to say, Director Ye!”

“What do you think about Yao Jiawen?” Ye Wanwan’s gaze landed on the nearby Yao Jiawen.

“What did you say, Ye Bai?!” Yao Jiawen viciously glared at her.

“Great! That’s great! Yao Jiawen as the female lead is perfect!” The director gave Ye Wanwan a thumbs up.

“As for the male lead…” Ye Wanwan turned to the howling thugs. “Whoever doesn’t want to die should step forward.”

One of the thugs in black moaning with everything he had instantly climbed up from the floor. “I-I don’t want to die!”