An Xueqi gently rocked her chair, smiling with a smug sense of security.
Being locked up in detention for so long, nearly driven to hate herself to death, she had to vex An Ning upon getting out, or she would go mad from frustration.
And it wasn't just about venting verbally, she also intended to join the production crew.
Even if it was just a minor role, she was determined not to make things easy for An Ning.
In just a short time, An Ning calmed herself down. "An Xueqi, it's impressive that you got out, but don't get too carried away. Someone might have helped you once, but it doesn't mean there will be a second time. Now please get out, you have no right to stand here and talk to me."
She pointed toward the door of the makeup room.
An Xueqi crossed her arms and squinted her eyes provocatively. "Tell me to get out? Sorry to disappoint you. Not only am I not leaving, but I am also going to work here for the coming month."