"What do you mean I harmed you? Stop making false accusations!"
Mu Keren, after retching, had nothing left in her mouth and looked quite pale.
Yet, Xuan Ling blocked her path.
"Do you dare say that if it wasn't you poisoning the food, would my skin end up like this?" Xuan Ling, clutching the bleeding cut on her forehead, was almost hysterical.
The book promotion incident ruined her reputation, and her studio's performance was plummeting.
If she lost her beauty as well, what could she use to compete with Mu Keren in the future?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Mu Keren had wronged her, fueling her anger.
Upon hearing Xuan Ling's words, Xu An'an and the others panicked.
They were busy checking their own faces, worrying that they might also mysteriously develop a big hole like Xuan Ling's.
