Han City, Dragon City Hotel.
Jiang Xinxin sat on the sofa in the room, watching the explosive news about herself on the television, her whole body trembling.
She never thought that this video would actually get leaked.
With shaking hands, Jiang Xinxin quickly dialed the number of producer Xiong Qilin.
As soon as the phone connected, Jiang Xinxin lashed out.
"Xiong Qilin, what exactly do you mean by this? Do you want to ruin me? What did you say back then? Xiong Qilin, you've gone too far!"
After cursing in one breath, Jiang Xinxin's face was ashen pale with a hint of red, clearly infuriated.
Her chest heaved violently, and the hand holding the phone had bulging veins on the back, almost revealing the bluish veins.
