Sowing Discord

A sinister glint flashed across Pan Yueyue's eyes before she put on a pitiful look.

She said, "Assistant Wen, it's all my fault. Please don't blame Director Yan."

Wen Nuan mocked, "Heh, are you really speaking up for Director Yan? Or are you just sowing discord?"

Pan Yueyue said in sadness, "Assistant Wen, you can't just say things like that. I'm unwell today, and I've dragged everyone down. I know I was wrong, but I didn't do it on purpose. It really is because of Junior Jiang's strong aura. Just look at my scenes with the others; there were no bad takes."

Jiang Ling'er smiled. So in this case, she was the one to blame?

Wen Nuan mocked, "That's right; your scenes with the male actors today were all splending. However, your scenes with the actresses all went badly. Seems like all of these actresses have strong auras; what, do they scare you to death?"