As Qin Shuang spoke these words, the faces of the onlookers who had gathered for the spectacle changed instantly. One by one, as if they had never been there, they scattered in less than half a minute, laughing it off.
Even Meng Siyu, who had just tried to stir up trouble secretly, turned around and left.
What is this industry afraid of, if not people pulling dirty tricks behind the scenes?
If this Xu Lin behaved like this in school, what more in this circle?
Acting friendly to your face, like sisters, only to stab you in the back once you've turned around—that's just disgusting.
Seeing the crowd that had just gathered disperse as if nothing happened, Xu Lin became anxious and raised her voice again, "Qin Shuang, how can you defame me like this!"
Qin Shuang fiddled with her phone, waving it a little, "Do you want me to play a recording, and see how you quietly 'borrowed' my watch and placed it on someone else's bed?"