Mo Tingshen applied force with his foot, rendering the third male lead speechless from pain.
The Director hurried over, and upon witnessing this scene, was almost scared out of his wits.
Heads peeked out from various rooms, and the corridor seemed to have only two people, but was actually crowded with onlookers.
Their faces didn't look good, filled with fear and cowardice, sneakily glancing over.
The Director shooed them back into their rooms, then walked closer. Seeing the third male lead looking like a plucked chicken, understood what was going on, and instantly felt his wailing wasn't very pitiable.
"President Mo, why don't I just replace him, it's still doable."
He might not remember others' rooms, but Chu Yao's room was very clear in his mind.
Especially since Chu Yao was Mo Tingshen's precious treasure.
Not many in the industry knew about this.
Knocking on the door in the middle of the night, only to be caught by Mo Tingshen, was purely courting disaster.
