After the waiter left, Wu Qianqian asked, "Now that the filming is done, when are you leaving? I heard the director and the others have already gone back."
"Why does it sound like you're eager for me to leave?" Xing Ling asked without betraying any emotion.
"Not at all, I was just asking casually."
"What do you want to talk to me about?" Xing Ling got straight to the point.
She didn't want to beat around the bush.
"Ling sister, do you like Sihan?" Wu Qianqian bluntly said. "Could you please not compete with me for him? I really love him very much."
Her eyes were pleading, nearly crying—a pitiful look.
As if Xing Ling had done something unforgivable.
"I've always thought of you, Ling sister, as a good person, someone who would never want to ruin my relationship with Sihan. You have everything, a family that loves you, countless resources. And I have nothing, only Sihan, do you really want to see me left with nothing at all?"