Tong Qingyan's heart skipped a beat. What did that mean?
Ignoring the conflict she had with Liu Yuyou just moments ago, Tong Qingyan thickened her skin and approached, asking with concern, "Senior Liu, what happened?"
Liu Yuyou, her face still covered in elderly makeup, had lost the thought of removing it promptly. Anxious as if her life depended on it, she immediately dialed the director's assistant's number.
"Xiaohuang, what exactly did you mean by what you said just now? Why would you suddenly halt the screenwriter contract signing with me? Wasn't the director very satisfied with my continuation manuscript?" Liu Yuyou asked anxiously.
She was confident that she was up to the task!
The assistant Xiaohuang said mysteriously, "I heard that the director found a new continuation. They say it's as if Mr. Bai had written it himself!"
Liu Yuyou couldn't help but shriek, "How is that possible?"