Zhou Shiran's beautifully made-up face turned shrewd and ruthless. "It's simple," she said, "just claim that this woman once seduced you in order to land this role. And when the time comes, prove to me that we were never married, we never had children, and we never got divorced."
Kang Miao asked coldly, "Why are you determined to make trouble for An Ning? Why do you want me to frame her?"
"It's not that I'm making trouble for her; she's the one who's been making trouble for me. She's the one who called and forced my hand with things from the past," Zhou Shiran cried out angrily.
Kang Miao glanced inside and said nothing.
"So, do you agree or not?" Zhou Shiran pressed.
He looked at her with contempt. "How could I not agree when you're being so despicable?"
"Good, then I'll be leaving. We have an agreement; as long as you don't turn against me, I certainly won't turn against you," Zhou Shiran stated, and then she left the apartment.
The moment the door closed.