Of course, she was only responsible for starting the fire, not putting it out.
She just had to stir up his emotions; if he wanted to play dirty—sorry, right now you ignor me, later on, I'll make sure you can't even reach me!
When Xia Siyu opened the door, her face had already returned to normal.
As she came out, she even put on an act by deliberately twirling a strand of hair by her ear and said with a bitchy air, "Sorry to keep you waiting."
Then she immediately took the script from the screenwriter's hand: "Is this the one?"
She looked it over from top to bottom and studied it carefully, "Shang Feifei, are you sure this is the change? Do I need to fight here? Is there no character conflict?"
Shang Feifei certainly needed her agreement; it seemed that Xia Siyu really had an empty head with not too many thoughts, so she immediately nodded, "I think it's fine. What about the director?"