When Xia Siyu drove over, she saw a crowd of people gathered from afar.
She actually saw the banner hanging by the roadside; she wasn't blind, "Xia Siyu, get out of the entertainment industry."
Her ears weren't deaf either; she could hear those people protesting loudly with their megaphones, and, well, it wasn't surprising at all: "Xia Siyu, get out of the entertainment industry!"
"Disgraced celebrity Xia Siyu, get out!"
Xia Siyu tilted her head, her expression rather calm. She didn't doubt there were "righteous passersby" among them, but she figured some were probably her rivals, and maybe even capital involvement.
Not to mention, she had offended quite a few people. This time, among those causing trouble were Jiang Bumei, some people from Li Weiyi's side, and others she had collaborated with who resented her and thought she was in their way.
Xia Siyu wasn't afraid, she had a clear conscience and wasn't worried about being cursed at.
