A Contract with Yun Mengshi

Yun Mengshi titled her gaze up at the ceiling. She did not look at Yun Bixue, or even Ah Qiu and Ah Mei. She said arrogantly, "Which media company wants to collaborate with me? Hah! Can you even afford to hire me?"

Yun Bixue stood up and said coldly, "Yun Mengshi, do you still remember me?"

The sound of this voice and this name made Yun Mengshi pause in her steps. She was so shocked that she almost fell down from the staircase.

Yun Mengshi immediately turned to look at the living room. She gripped hard on the railing as she threw away the cigarette butt in her other hand, stamping it out ruthlessly with her foot.

It was as though she was stamping on Yun Bixue.