Director Wang had no mental capacity left to ponder why Yao Qing was so obedient; it seemed like he had completely forgotten how he had been made drunk back at Beauty Village.
Going back to the long-ago audition, he couldn't remember how he had embarrassed Yao Qing only to end up being humiliated by her.
Right now, there was probably only one thought in his mind—"today, I'm going to be over the moon."
"Alright, wherever you say we go, we'll go there. Be good, and I promise to make you happy... um... and about the role of the second female lead, as long as you make me happy, it will definitely be yours, no one can snatch it away."
"Really? But what if you lie to me?" In the darkness, Yao Qing's face was expressionless, and her voice seductive, but the temperature in the depths of her eyes was icy cold.
Director Wang grabbed hold of Yao Qing's hand, but her smooth hand slipped away like a cunning fish escaping through water.