I still have accounts to settle with An Lan.

Beini Chen's face turned red, extremely embarrassed. After all, her status was high, but now she was being coerced into kneeling to a lesser-known actor in front of so many people. Of course, she wouldn't comply.

The silence settled again in room 1117, as nobody knew what to say.

At that moment, Shi Lan, seeing that Beini Chen hadn't moved, forcefully set down her cup, stood up from her chair, and walked over to Beini Chen, saying, "Do I need to repeat what you just said?"

"An Lan..." Tang Ze reached out, grabbing Shi Lan's arm, trying to persuade her to stop—after all, they still had to work together for four months and didn't want to spoil their relationship.

But Shi Lan shook off Tang Ze's hand, leaned forward, and said close to Beini Chen, "Some people, you try to give them face, but they just won't take it."

"An Lan!" Beini Chen yelled furiously, "If it weren't for your past indiscretions, would Chengyu and I need to fear being dragged down by you?"