Xu Wanying stood in place, clutching her phone, her face as dark as ink.
She had originally thought that doing this would deal a heavy blow to Jian An'an, but she never expected that Xu Zijin wouldn't appreciate it at all and had instead given her a vicious scolding. More importantly, because Shen Mobei had gone out of his mind last night, her right hand was fractured, and she wouldn't be able to film for the next three months—this was a colossal loss.
Gritting her teeth, she tossed the phone aside, her expression as foul as it could possibly get.
Chapter 872