Zhao Yue harbored an additional resentment toward Qiao Shishi.
An Xueqi, noticing Zhao Yue's dissatisfaction, continued, "Zhao Yue, I think you're really quite a decent person. How about we become friends? Then, I can also introduce you to a few people, so you can get roles in more plays."
"Really?" Zhao Yue's eyes lit up.
"Of course, it's true," An Xueqi said with certainty.
Zhao Yue's eyes shone brightly, speaking with overwhelming shock, "Miss Xueqi, I have always loved the characters you play. I've always considered you my most admired star. If you'd consider me your friend, I would truly feel incredibly honored."
An Xueqi replied with particular warmth, "Don't always talk about admiring me; after all, I am just an ordinary person like you. From now on, we'll support each other as friends and progress together."
Zhao Yue nodded vigorously, "Okay."
"But," An Xueqi suddenly showed a troubled expression.
"What's wrong?"