"How are the preparations going? Although it's at the restaurant, it can't compare to our Mei Garden, but you must still stay calm and perform well, hmm?" Before going on stage, Muniang still made sure to steady Chen Yuhua's nerves, especially because she had been in such poor form the last few days, and Muniang was still a bit worried about her as the opening act was about to begin.
Chen Yuhua, however, laughed and said, "I've performed this play a hundred and eighty times already, what could I possibly not be familiar with? Lady, rest assured."
"It's not the play I'm worried about," Muniang said with a stern look in her eyes.
Chen Yuhua understood what Muniang meant, and her face flushed red at once, "I'm perfectly fine."
"That's good then, keep a good attitude, and don't worry about the men—none of that matters!"
Chen Yuhua shyly nodded, "I understand."