Ye Zhiwei thought she might as well just faint; if she fainted, she wouldn't have to face such a brutal situation.

Ye Zhiwei: Waaaaah, sob sob sob.

Before Jiang Jianian could send any further news, Ye Zhiwei had already begun to reflect on her actions: "I'm sorry, I was wrong QAQ"

Jiang Jianian: Where did you go wrong?

Ye Zhiwei: My mistake was not telling you that Yingying's film crew was shooting at our school; my mistake was not telling you that I actually came here as an extra; my mistake was hiding it from you; my mistake was that you discovered the truth yourself; my mistake was thinking it was just a small matter—

Ye Zhiwei: Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry. I really didn't mean to hide it from you.

Ye Zhiwei: It was really just a coincidence. They happened to be filming at our school, and I thought I could work with Yingying~

After using every possible tactic—from begging and pleading to charm—Ye Zhiwei waited anxiously for Jiang Jianian's reply.

Every second of waiting felt like torture. Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but peek out the window, her fingers digging into the table.

Jiang Jianian was still standing outside, and Ye Zhiwei could see him clearly from this angle. He was still wearing the white coat he usually wore when doing experiments in the laboratory building, obviously having come in a hurry without even changing. He was standing at the door with his head down, looking at his phone, and it was obvious that he was reading the series of messages Ye Zhiwei had sent.

He must be angry; there was no smile on his face. Even though he saw her squat down under the table and chair, he didn't look up at her once, which made Ye Zhiwei's feelings even more complicated.

You're not angry anymore, are you?

Are you really angry?

She's definitely angry! Although Ye Zhiwei didn't know why Jiang Jianian was so bothered by Yu Shishu, since she and Yu Shishu had never had any contact and hadn't even exchanged a few words, judging from this situation, he was probably not only angry but also didn't want to talk to her.

Ye Zhiwei watched Jiang Jianian linger outside for a long time. She was trembling with fear, wondering if it would take so long to check the messages. Just then, her phone finally vibrated, and Ye Zhiwei immediately opened it to check the messages.

Jiang Jianian: Okay, I'm leaving.

There were only four words in response, no reply to Ye Zhiwei's self-reflection and apology, just this brief four-word reply.

Ye Zhiwei was stunned for a moment. After reading the message, she immediately looked out the window, but Jiang Jianian had already disappeared.

Ye Zhiwei's mood changed from panic to indescribable distress. She slowly got up from under the table and sat back down. About a minute later, she couldn't hold back any longer and stood up from her seat to go find the assistant director.

The assistant director was still checking the lighting with the technicians when Ye Zhiwei suddenly appeared in front of him, startling him. He asked in surprise, "Zhiwei, what's wrong?"

"Assistant Director, I'm sorry, I have something very important to take care of, so I can't stay and continue as an extra. Could you see if you need to reassign someone to my position? Don't worry, if anything goes wrong or you suffer any losses because of me, just contact me and I'll compensate you all." Ye Zhiwei said, taking a page from her notebook in her bag, writing her phone number on it, and handing it to the assistant director. "I'm leaving now. Have a good shoot, Director."

As soon as Ye Zhiwei finished speaking, she turned to leave, which startled the assistant director so much that his face turned pale. He immediately stopped Ye Zhiwei and said tremblingly, "Wait a minute, Zhiwei, don't go yet, don't go yet!"