“Are you threatening me?” Ning Yumei wanted to tear apart the smiling face before her but knew the consequences of rash action, so she could only clench her fists.
“No, I’m just giving you some advice,” Lin Xiaoman gently lifted her chin, meeting her hateful gaze, and curved her mouth, “If you still want to survive in the entertainment industry, clean up this mess and stay away from me!”
Ning Yumei tried to break free, but whenever she met Lin Xiaoman’s gaze, she felt an overwhelming pressure that immobilized her. She glared at Lin Xiaoman angrily, her timidity impossible to hide.
Lin Xiaoman was very satisfied with her expression.
Although Ning Yumei had a bad temper, under her cunning mother’s guidance, she wasn’t stupid and knew what she should and shouldn’t do. Lin Xiaoman just needed to hint slightly to prevent her from causing trouble. After settling everything, Lin Xiaoman opened the door to leave, coincidentally meeting Zhang Jiajia who was about to enter. Zhang Jiajia frowned displeasedly when she saw her, but Lin Xiaoman left calmly.
Zhang Jiajia entered the makeup room to find Ning Yumei sitting pale on the chair, looking like she had suffered a major blow. “Yumei, what’s wrong?” Zhang Jiajia hurried to Ning Yumei’s side. She was the only trainee who knew about the relationship between Ning Yumei and Lin Xiaoman. Every time Ning Yumei talked about the matter between them, Zhang Jiajia felt Lin Xiaoman was a deep and calculating person, and Ning Yumei was too naive and often bullied.
“Did Lin Xiaoman bully you again?” Ning Yumei looked up at her, forcing a smile: “No such thing, don’t talk nonsense.” “You’re still defending her?” Zhang Jiajia was indignant, “Look at what state she’s reduced you to!” “I’m the older sister, so I should be more tolerant,” Ning Yumei lowered her eyes, looking obedient and gentle. Zhang Jiajia became even more angry. She suddenly remembered the video about Ning Yumei that had circulated online that morning and couldn’t help asking, “Was that online video also related to Lin Xiaoman?
Ning Yumei’s face turned white again, and she said nothing.
