Hush money?
Jiang Xiaorou had not expected that the idol she had adored for so many years would actually offer her hush money, fearing the disclosure of her smoking would ruin her pure image.
One thousand yuan?
Ha! That's barely enough for a beggar. How could Jiang Xiaorou ever stoop to take it? From the moment Sister Yu offered her the money, Jiang Xiaorou had stopped being a fan. She would no longer blindly follow celebrities, nor continue to fancy Sister Yu.
"What do you mean by that?" Sister Yu grabbed Jiang Xiaorou's wrist.
Jiang Xiaorou sneered.
"It means nothing, you better keep your money to yourself!" Jiang Xiaorou said.
She, Jiang Xiaorou, has never been short of money, and would definitely not humble herself for a mere one thousand yuan. She shook off Sister Yu's hand and walked towards the makeup room exit.
Sister Yu panicked and pulled Jiang Xiaorou back.