"Yanzi, what are you saying? Yuaanyuaan just doesn't know any better; he accidentally took your card. How can you curse him?" Zhang Juying couldn't tolerate anyone speaking like that about her son. She didn't care that the cameras were rolling; her face changed dramatically. "I know what kind of person my son is. He doesn't have any bad intentions; he's just curious and took it to have a look."
"You're supposed to be a girl from the city, yet you're so petty, even more so than us country folks. No wonder people say the richer you get, the more stingy you become."
The cameraman glanced at the footage and whispered to Director Lv Cheng, "Director, we might need to cut this part out later."
"No rush." It was the second day, and things were not going according to script. Lv Cheng had a vague feeling that this wasn't good.
However, he didn't stop Zhang Juying because as long as there's conflict between the parties, that's all that matters.
