After a day of filming, when Ning Xia sat in the nanny van, she twisted her neck and pinched her sour shoulders.
Su Zaozao's cellphone rang next to her. She silenced it, it rang again, she silenced it once more, and finally, with an expressionless face, she opened the car window and threw the cellphone out with force. The cabin instantly quieted down.
Ning Xia was stunned by her assertive action, blinked her big eyes, and said, "Sister Zaozao, aren't you being too wasteful? Didn't you just get your hands on that iPhone X?"
Su Zaozao slightly lifted her eyelid and plainly said to the assistant driving the car, "Go buy me a new cellphone later, and get a new number."
Well, wealth sure allows one to be willful, Ning Xia decisively shut her mouth and didn't continue the topic.
But the heart of gossip is in everyone. Ning Xia sized up Su Zaozao and said with a smile, "Sister Zaozao, recently young master Qin Ye has been pursuing you quite diligently. Have you two made any progress?"
