Bab 135: Chapter 137: Forced Cohabitation (Eighty)

Suddenly, Director Zhang turned around and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back.

"Just because you're here now."

Ji Anning was harshly thrown onto the couch, and worried about exposure, she quickly wrapped her skirt tightly around her with both hands as she got up.

Surveying the indifferent crew around her, she finally realized she might have entered a wolf's den.

This was not a legitimate film crew at all, and looking at those actresses dressed provocatively, it probably wasn't a serious film either.

Now, she needed to find a way to escape.

Ji Anning thought calmly, stood up, and barefoot, ran toward the door.

"Trying to run?" Director Zhang watched her with a cold sneer, his bulky body swiftly blocking Ji Anning's way and he grabbed her tightly.

"Ah… let go of me!" Ji Anning felt sicker than if she had swallowed a fly, stretching her hands out, randomly scratching at Director Zhang's face.