Song Qingping was scolded by Lin Yan, and she went to the break room with a tea tray, leaning over the long table, trembling with anger.
She was both crying and smiling. Lin Yan, knowing she was thin-skinned, still reprimanded her in that utterly disdainful tone.
Her heart was not at ease. She was an outstanding graduate, Lin Yan used to be her classmate, and Lin Yan dropped out.
Why, despite being so excellent and hardworking, was she still inferior to a dropout, working under her every day, being ordered around, enduring grievances.
Lu Chenyuan did not inquire deeply into why Lin Yan kept Song Qingping; discussing it now was meaningless.
The phones at Fenghua Entertainment were ringing off the hook.
The internet was flooded with Zhou Ziyu's works and videos from before her death, all mourning and lamenting the fall of a young life.
The internet users who previously criticized Zhou Ziyu's poor acting quietly deleted their comments, fearing screenshots.
