Bab 528: 525

However, Fu Shinuan's slap ultimately did not come down, as Ye Zhenzhen raised her hand to control Fu Shinuan's wrist, a trace of light mockery flashing across the corner of her mouth, "I'm only teaching you how to say the lines correctly, but this slap of yours can't really land~"

Fu Shinuan gritted her teeth in frustration, her eyes fixed on Ye Zhenzhen as jealousy and discontent spread through her chest, but she had to admit that Ye Zhenzhen was quick to immerse in her role, and her line delivery was indeed much stronger than hers.

An unprecedented sense of humiliation made every cell in her body act impulsively, hating herself and hating that her rival's strength had suddenly increased.