Just then, a crew member urged a group of background actors:
"The next scene is starting! Hurry up, hurry up!"
Lan Yurou muttered as she stood up and walked out of the makeup room.
She had just taken a few steps when she saw Chu Xinyue.
Lan Yurou widened her eyes, standing there as if frozen, never expecting to see her here.
However, with her father and sister's family in China, it wasn't surprising she was here.
Chu Xinyue stared at Lan Yurou, this woman she had once been jealous of, had been hurt by, who had even stolen her man. Yet at this moment, she found she didn't harbor much hatred anymore, only pity.
Lan Yurou saw Chu Xinyue's icy gaze on her, and her heavily made-up face flushed with shame and anger.
After not seeing her for so long, Chu Xinyue was more beautiful than before and fuller.
But as for her, she was here playing a minor role.
Seeing Chu Xinyue reminded Lan Yurou of how Ya Chen had used her as a living blood bank, almost costing her life.
