Yan Huan’s eyes were bloodshot, filled with boundless fury, staring intently at Su Li, wishing she could bore several large holes into her!
Yan Huan’s rage burned onto Su Li in that instant. If it weren’t for this Su Li’s ddling help, how could she end up in this situation?
When did she ever offend her?
Yan Huan disregarded any semblance of ladylike composure, screaming and cursing hysterically at her: "None of your damn business! This is a matter between us sisters. What does it have to do with you? Do you think you’re so kind of justice hero? What do you think you are? On what grounds do you interfere with our affairs?"
If Yan Le turning against her was sothing she could foresee, then the intervention of this little assistant nad Su Li was beyond Yan Huan’s acceptance.
None of your damn business!
Su Li smiled faintly: "How is it unrelated to ? Didn’t you ss up Starry Sky Studio pretty badly?"
Suspicion flashed across Yan Huan’s face, and she looked at Su Li with a gaze full of doubt.
Su Li added quietly: "I’m the owner of Starry Sky Studio."
Yan Huan: "!!!"
Yan Huan was so shocked that she fell back to the ground, staring up at Su Li in disbelief.
She... she’s the boss behind Starry Sky Studio?
Wasn’t she Liu Weiyang’s little assistant? How did she beco the big boss behind the scenes?
This revelation scared Yan Huan almost out of her wits! Completely unexpected!
Su Li laughed, her smile sweet and friendly: "You tell , is it related to or not?"
"You tell , who’s really ddling? Hmm?" Su Li looked at Yan Huan’s miserable state with great interest.
Mu Shian wanted to acquire Starry Sky Studio but was rejected. His girlfriend ca to interfere, insisting on forcing a sale. This feud had long been established.
Su Li circled around Yan Huan, glanced at Mu Shian who was still kneeling on the ground, and said aningfully: "Big screenwriter Yan Huan, tell how miserable you are, helping soone acquire my studio, not only failing the acquisition but losing the man as well. In life, one should be more low-key. Don’t you agree?"
Back then, Su Li hesitated. She wasn’t a particularly kind girl, she only knew that "Phoenix Perching on the Phoenix Tree" was a hit, and the leading roles were swapped.
She once contemplated just going with the flow of ti and space. Yan Le would commit suicide, and "Phoenix Perching on the Phoenix Tree" would be requested to film according to Yan Le’s sole copy.
But Yan Huan had to walk right into her line of fire, had to target her studio! So she had no choice but to strike back.
So, indeed, people should really be low-key.
Yan Huan looked at Su Li’s faint smiling deanor, so furious she trembled all over, almost puking blood!
Yan Huan’s gaze darted between Su Li and Yan Le in her wheelchair, suddenly shaking her head frantically like a madwoman: "No, Yan Le doesn’t have the intelligence to deal with . That copyright protection request—"
Yan Huan frantically pulled out her phone, logging onto that query site.
In an instant, Yan Huan clutched her head and scread: "Why? Why is it ’Page Not Found’? What’s going on?"
Clearly, she had looked it up before.
Su Li threw a look of admiration towards Feng Huaijin, Mr. Qi was indeed formidable.
Feng Huaijin indulged in it, curling his lips slightly.
A cultured man waved his long sleeve, angrily saying: "You say your sister is ntally ill. I think you’re the one showing signs of ntal illness now!"
Absolutely mad.
Yan Huan’s eyes, reddened like a rabbit’s, flickered back and forth before landing on Feng Huaijin, mumbling: "Seventh Master Feng... Ao Shi Group... mobile phone chips..."
Seventh Master Feng’s Ao Shi Group was in high-tech digital...
Yan Huan suddenly realized sothing, she had been fooled!
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