"What do you know? I'm his ex-girlfriend, we used to date."
Han Xi stood at the door, arms crossed, sneering coldly: "You already said 'ex-girlfriend', so how can you still shamelessly stand there so self-righteously? Mrs. Fu's position is already taken, you'd better stop dreaming about it, lest you end up with nothing."
"You....what gives you the right to boss me around, Fu Bin hasn't even said anything yet..."
"Wasn't what I said clear enough?" Suddenly, Fu Bin's sharp voice came from the direction of the elevator.
Yao Kexin turned around, feeling like her insides were about to explode from anger: "Why do you insist on making the director replace me? I worked hard to get this second female lead role, this movie is crucial for my future in the entertainment industry."
"Are you asking the obvious?"
Fu Bin walked over, one hand in his pocket, his dark eyes reminiscent of a bottomless cold pool.
