Jiang Wei's expression immediately became awkward, "Wen Qiao, don't be so smug, careful not to climb too high, or you might fall down someday."
Wen Qiao, who was slightly taller than Jiang Wei, used her height advantage and, with a downward glance, said, "You think I'm scared? I'd advise you to take care of your own matters and protect your own stuff, stop coveting what isn't yours, lest you end up with nothing."
Her long hair that hung by her waist swayed beautifully in the air, and the hem of her red chiffon dress fluttered like waves as she walked, keeping her back straight as she moved out of Jiang Wei's sight.
On her way back to the studio, Wen Qiao happened to meet Lin Ruochun, who thanked her spontaneously, though it was unclear if it was intentional.
Lin Ruochun looked momentarily uncomfortable, "I wasn't trying to help you; I just dislike Jiang Wei as the female lead even more."
After she spoke, she huffed and turned away.
Wen Qiao: "...."
Okay.
Quite tsundere.
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