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Chapter 950: Hate? Is She Worthy?
There were some people who weren’t worthy of it.
Yu Sitian really couldn’t understand Song Yaoyao. She always acted like she was harmless. However, no one knew what was going through her mind and what she was going to do next.
For example, just now, she thought that Song Yaoyao would definitely negotiate with her for the video, but she didn’t.
Instead, she was completely disinterested.
“Alright.” Yu Sitian clenched her fists. “I can promise to hand over the video to you, but you have to agree to one condition of mine.”
Song Yaoyao pressed the ‘Enter’ key and blinked her clear eyes. “When did I say that I want to make a deal with you? Are you going to give me the video or not? It won’t stop me from destroying Song Jingwan.”
She spoke as if she would be invincible with the video.
Why did she want Song Jingwan to go to jail? She wanted Song Jingwan to have nothing.
Yu Sitian: “...”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs expected, even with Li Siran’s instruction, she still couldn’t have a good impression of Song Yaoyao.
She was born with the skills to infuriate people to death!
“I’m very curious. Are you behind Song Jingwan’s face?”
She saw the wound on the internet. It looked like it had already been treated. Just looking at it made her own flesh hurt.
If it was her, she didn’t even know if she would still have the courage to live.
“Yes.”
Song Yaoyao gave a faint smile. “Before a negotiation, using your brain is a sign of respect for the other party. You should know this, right?”
She wasn’t very clear-headed at that time. Otherwise, Song Jingwan wouldn’t have pushed her down while she was in a trance.
Could she have climbed up the slope, scratched Song Jingwan’s face, and then laid back down?
Yu Sitian: “...Let’s not talk about it anymore!”
If they continued talking, she would be angered to death by Song Yaoyao.
Seeing her turn to leave, Song Yaoyao supported her chin. “You’re leaving already?”
Yu Sitian turned her head and saw Song Yaoyao’s interested gaze and sweet smile.
Her small face was delicate and alluring, like a blooming begonia flower. If she entered the entertainment industry, countless female stars would feel a sense of crisis.
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Was she supposed to stay behind and suffer mockery?
“Don’t you want to sign with my studio? And have me support you?”
The anger that was still on Yu Sitian’s face was frozen, and replaced by shock.
“You knew?”
She looked at Song Yaoyao fearfully and started to believe her boyfriend Li Siran’s words. From what he said, Song Yaoyao was not like an ordinary person, but a god.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“It’s easy to guess.”
Song Yaoyao’s eyes were dark, but so clear that it was as if there was a clear spring in them. They were so pure that no matter how dirty things were, they seemed to have nothing to do with her. The more harmless she acted, the more Yu Sitian felt terrified.
“Alright, I admit defeat.”
Yu Sitian gave a bitter laugh. She no longer had the pride that she had put up in order to pretend to feel inferior.
She lowered her head. “Recently, there have been quite a few companies contacting me. You might not have experienced how difficult it is to get ahead for rookies like us who don’t have money or power.”
Even with the resources that Song Jingwan had given her, in the eyes of those big shots, she was still a pure rookie.
“Continue.”
“A boss took a liking to me and asked me to be his”—Yu Sitian gritted her teeth as if she couldn’t bring herself to say it—”he asked me to be his mistress.”
“That’s really tragic.”
Song Yaoyao clicked her tongue lightly, her expression filled with pity.
Their eyes met, and Yu Sitian’s heart felt extremely stifled.
Even though she said this, there wasn’t the slightest bit of sympathy in her eyes. There was even a hint of ridicule, as well as...
...malice.
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