Chapter 1016
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I'll Kneel and Beg You to Give Me the Antidote
With just a few words, Song Yaoyao had managed to persuade Luo Xingguang, a popular big shot whom other directors had tried their best to invite.
Pan Shiyu gasped in amazement.
When he thought of Song Yaoyao's ability, he was only left with admiration. Pan Shiyu had been in the entertainment circle for many years, and it could be said that he had spent most of his life in it, but he had never seen anyone as talented as Song Yaoyao.
"Yaoyao, if there's a role suitable for me, remember to leave it for me."
Tang Xinrou laughed heartily. "No way? Teacher Pan, do you still lack roles? Don't all the big directors beg you to act in them, but you don't want to act? "
"Ai." Pan Shiyu waved his hand. "It's different now. I'm old, I'm old. I still hope that Yaoyao will give me a chance to earn some money for milk powder!"
"Yaoyao, you said — hm? Where's Yaoyao?! "
In the dim corridor, Song Yaoyao suddenly stopped in her tracks.
There stood a thin and withered woman wearing a mask, who was wrapped up tightly from head to toe.
"Song Jingwan."
"Hehehe, it's hard for you to recognize me."
Song Jingwan slowly took off her mask with a hoarse voice. "I didn't even dare to recognize this face of mine when I looked in the mirror, but you actually recognized it with just one look."
"Song Yaoyao, you're really scheming. I only realized it now. You probably arranged for Song Weiwei, right? I don't know what on earth you're after! "
"What about you?"
Song Yaoyao found it very funny. Her curly eyelashes drooped slightly as she looked down at Song Jingwan. "Didn't you want me to leave the Song family? Why do you continue to target me? Hm? "
Song Jingwan opened her mouth. "If I said that I couldn't control myself, would you believe me?"
"Oh, I would."
Song Yaoyao turned to leave. After confirming that it was Song Jingwan, she suddenly lost interest.
"Yaoyao!!"
Song Jingwan suddenly stopped her. She took a few steps forward and grabbed Song Yaoyao's wrist. "I'm begging you, okay? Give me the antidote! I swear, from now on, I won't provoke you again! If you're unhappy, just slap me a few times, I promise, I won't retaliate, okay? Ah?
"Let go of me first."
"I don't!" Song Jingwan couldn't stand the sight of her face. Every now and then, a car's headlights would shine into the dim corridor and illuminate the side of her face. Yaoyao, Yaoyao, Yaoyao, Yaoyao, Yue, Yaoyao, Yaoyao, Yyyaoyao, Yaoyao, Yaoyao, Yue,
"Yaoyao! Yaoyao Yaoyao. I know I was wrong, please let me go!! "
She finally realized that she was no match for Song Yaoyao.
She didn't need to do anything herself. She only needed to sit behind and give advice. She could have countless people solve the problem for her.
"Tsk —"
Song Yaoyao rubbed her face and gently pinched her fingers. With a slight 'kacha' sound, Song Jingwan cried out in pain.
Her fingers were dangling in an unnatural position. It was obvious that they were fractured.
"What did I do wrong to make you think I'm a saint?"
She slowly leaned over and patted Song Jingwan's cheek.
"You think that's all? No, it's not over yet. "
"No!!"
Song Jingwan's eyes were filled with hatred. She admitted that even though she knew that she couldn't win against Song Yaoyao, she still couldn't really feel guilty towards Song Yaoyao. She apologized simply because she wanted to get the antidote from Song Yaoyao.
"Aren't I miserable enough now? What do you want? "
(End of Chapter)
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