Wen Nuan really wanted to slap her back. She had been pampered since childhood; who had ever hit her? And on the face, at that—a humiliation Wen Nuan had never endured. However, she knew all too well the rules of the entertainment industry.
For an unknown like her, getting slapped by a top-tier actor was a common occurrence. Just the day before yesterday, she had seen Bai Xiwen slap a junior crew member.
"Are you done?" Wen Nuan asked with a smile. This woman's nails were long; when the slap came down, the nails had scraped across her face, leaving a red mark. Yet, she maintained a sweet, charming smile.
Bai Xiwen scoffed coldly. Wen Nuan said, "Miss Bai, you're too concerned about your troubles. Rest assured, I'm not a threat to your status at the moment. I've seen a few of your plays, Miss Bai, and your face is all you've got left to show."