After all, in the entertainnt circle, everyone follows the trends.
Although Su Wan is a film queen, how many film queens have faced scandals over the years in the entertainnt industry?
People secretly speculate whether Su Wan has done sothing illegal that couldn’t be exposed.
That’s why she is being treated so ruthlessly by the Bao Family.
Or is it purely because of emotional issues?
Everyone is watching.
Su Wan’s temper has been very volatile recently, throwing things and yelling in the office.
The whole company avoids her.
Afraid of accidentally getting caught in the crossfire.
Su Wan has always been proud, how could she swallow this anger, but the opponent is Bao Ye.
The man she loves and hates.
She simply can’t fight against him.
Moreover, although the Su Family is from a literary background, apart from her, there hasn’t been any outstanding talents.
It’s been declining over the years.
It’s also her investnt that’s kept the Su Family afloat, allowing them to still hold calligraphy art exhibitions annually in Beijing.
Su Wan knows very well that there’s nothing to gain from Bao Ye.
Bao Ye’s words were clear, if she keeps playing tricks behind the scenes.
Not only her, but the entire Su Family would struggle to survive in Beijing.
This leaves Su Wan both angry and hopeless.
Looking at the online comnts criticizing her while praising Jiang Ruan, Su Wan has grown numb.
She doesn’t know when it started that, in everyone’s eyes, Jiang Ruan is simply better than her.
Su Wan locked herself in the house for three days.
Without seeing anyone.
To be honest, even now, she doesn’t believe it’s her fault to end up like this.
She’s so proud. How could she admit defeat to Jiang Ruan?
In this situation, it seems Su Wan can’t continue in the country.
When the assistant saw Su Wan again, she had lost weight, her complexion was poor, like soone hit by a huge setback.
The assistant was startled: "Sister Su Wan."
Su Wan looked at the assistant, saw her own wretched state reflected in the assistant’s pupils, and closed her eyes.
When she opened them again, she was still dazzling.
She said, "Book a ticket back to France."
The assistant was surprised but quickly understood that Su Wan wanted to start anew abroad.
"Okay."
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After recovering from her injuries, Jiang Ruan returned to work, with over a week’s worth of tasks piled up, keeping her too busy to eat.
That afternoon, Jiang Ruan was reviewing so docunts in her office when her assistant knocked on the door.
"President Jiang, soone outside wants to see you."
Jiang Ruan looked up and asked, "Who is it?"
"Su Wan, the international film queen."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruan paused, sowhat surprised.
It’s been over a week, she hasn’t heard this na in a long ti.
Recently, she’s been busy and too lazy to check Weibo.
Suddenly hearing this na, Jiang Ruan’s heart stirred.
After all, she is her rival.
After thinking for a mont, Jiang Ruan spoke.
"I’ll et her in the tea room."
Ten minutes later.
In the peaceful tea room filled with swirling mist, Su Wan opened the door and saw Jiang Ruan seated at the table.
Her hair was tied with a silk ribbon, falling to her chest, with a simple white dress.
No makeup, her skin delicate and fair.
Clean, gentle, pure.
Su Wan instinctively lowered her head, looking at her own attire.
A bold, eye-catching red short dress. Seven-centiter YSL heels.
Striking and very feminine.
But compared to Jiang Ruan, she suddenly felt her own outfit was sowhat vulgar.
Suppressing the discouragent, Su Wan raised her chin.
Stepping in with her heels, she closed the door behind her.
"You’re here." Jiang Ruan said, "Have a seat."
Su Wan sat across from her, Jiang Ruan naturally picked up the teacup, performing the tea brewing process elegantly, with practiced ease.
Without looking at Su Wan, Jiang Ruan said, "I’m making black tea, not sure if you like it."
Jiang Ruan’s tone was indifferent, but the aning was clear.
This is my place, I’ll drink what I want.
What I give you, you drink.
If you don’t like it, endure it.
Or leave.
Su Wan understood, she said directly, "I’m not here to drink tea with you."
Jiang Ruan poured two cups of tea.
She casually placed one in front of Su Wan, her tone indifferent: "I figured that."
"So, what is your purpose this ti?"
Looking at Jiang Ruan’s calm deanor, Su Wan felt like she was crashing onto a tofu wall."
Taking a deep breath, Su Wan said, "I don’t understand, what exactly does Bao Ye see in you?"
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