“Control public opinion?” Lin Xiaoman stared directly at Ji Zhixian, “I don’t need to control public opinion, and I don’t have the ability to control others’ thoughts.”
“So you want everyone to say you have a vicious character and got into a verbal and physical altercation with your peer?”
“Ji Zhixian stared back, his deep eyes filled with an invisible pressure.
Lin Xiaoman refused to back down, still looking at him: “Is that how you see me?”
From the maliciously edited incident to her dispute with Xu Wei, and now the staircase fall, although Ji Zhixian chose to help her, his words showed no trust in her at all.
Lin Xiaoman knew that trust wasn’t easily built, but he repeatedly assumed she was the one who needed to make excuses for doing something wrong.
Lin Xiaoman was getting a bit angry.
“What kind of person you are in my eyes is not important; what matters is how others will see you,” Ji Zhixian said coldly, looking at her. “You need to understand the key point!”
“The one who needs to understand the key point is you!”
Lin Xiaoman suddenly raised her voice, her exquisite and beautiful face showing a few more determined expressions that brooked no argument.
This reminded Ji Zhixian of Tang Feifei again.
★ Chapter Thirteen: Trust
When Ji Zhixian was filming with Tang Feifei, they initially had no chemistry at all. The director moved the scenes of life-and-death companionship forward, hoping they would quickly get into character and find their rhythm.
But after repeated attempts, he would unconsciously avoid Tang Feifei every time he got close, and the effect was still not good.”
They were filming in a closed room where the temperature was several degrees higher than outside, and they were still wearing fully covering historical costumes.
Ji Zhixian noticed that Tang Feifei looked pale these days and her spirit was not very good. So he found the director, hoping to shoot his solo scenes separately later.
Just then, Tang Feifei overheard their conversation and walked out directly, looking at him coldly: “What exactly are you trying to do?”
“I want to speed up the shooting process,” Ji Zhixian said stiffly, unable to express that he was worried about her health.
