"Sister… Han." Han Xueqian was about to flare up when she saw Nangong Jue following behind. She hurriedly changed her attitude and revealed a weak and pitiful expression. "How can you say that about me? We're sisters."
"Stop." Le Yao rubbed her arms. "Your acting isn't good. Your acting skills are too bad. If you enter the entertainment industry like this, you'll be crushed in minutes unless you bribe to get promoted, but… Tsk tsk, your figure and face aren't beautiful enough…"
"You…" Han Xueqian was about to explode in anger. She wasn't ugly, but she couldn't compare to this b*tch. Why didn't she die?
"Alright, stop doing those ridiculous psychological activities. I'll definitely live longer than you. Let me give you a piece of advice. If you really want to do charity work, just put down the money and leave. She said that it's not suitable to meet him, so why must you insist? Could it be…" Le Yao rolled her eyes and looked at the man behind Han Xueqian." Is it for show? "
