Cheng Weiyue saw the situation and hurriedly put down the coat and tray she was holding.
She squatted down, took out a tissue from her pocket, and handed it to Si Xiaowu. Seeing her red-rimmed eyes and nose, she said, "Huang Cen, no matter what, let her get her wound treated first, okay?"
"Cheng Weiyue, I manage my own subordinates; it's not your place to give orders. Do you really think this production set is your own backyard, where you can do whatever you want?"
Huang Cen's chest heaved violently; looking at Cheng Weiyue, she felt nothing but sheer hypocrisy.
Her pretense of concern towards Si Xiaowu was nothing but a tactic to win people over.
Such a deep scheme indeed!
Cheng Weiyue initially ignored Huang Cen and instead looked at Si Xiaowu. Seeing that the bleeding on her hand had almost stopped, she finally said, "I'll get the cleaning lady to come and clean up. You should go to the medical office for disinfection."