Chapter 414

• Xia Yanyue tasted what it meant to have words stuck in her throat. Rage clogged her windpipe, neither up nor down, making her chest burn. She didn’t dare blow up. After all, Wang Xiangrong wasn’t someone she could afford to offend.
• She could only force a smile. “I think the third female lead has more scenes. And I’d like to rehearse more with her.”
• Wang Xiangrong wasn’t dumb. He’d been a director for years and seen every type of diva. He instantly saw through Xia Yanyue’s fake friendship with Zayla Steele—sweet on the surface, knife in the back.