An Chuyu really wanted to shout "injustice" at her. This dirty water splashed over her, and if there had been a third person in the restroom, spreading the word, her reputation would have been ruined.
There were too many groundless rumors in the entertainment industry to count, a muddled mix of true and false information, and some things were very hard to explain clearly.
Despite the turmoil inside, An Chuyu kept a calm exterior; after all, this wasn't the first time she had confronted Qiao Lufei face-to-face. There had been an instance in Paris not long ago, and another fierce, covert fight during Director Feng's audition.
Whenever she and Qiao Lufei met, even without speaking, the air seemed filled with sparks. It must have been a grudge from a past life, An Chuyu thought.