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Lin Chaomu still complained behind her back. Although she was drunk and talked nonsense, she was not to the point of losing her mind. In addition, Ye Yingying and she had no open conflict. Ye Yingying's position in the industry was now one level above hers, not to mention that Ye Yingying had a powerful backer.
Seeing that Ye Yingying was still smiling and greeting him, Lin Chaomu assumed that Ye Yingying hadn't heard what he had just said and said with a smile, "I lost my composure. I had a little to drink."
Ye Yingying handed Lin Chaomu a wet wipe and said with some concern, "Then Sister Chaomu, you have to be careful. After all, you can always do some embarrassing things after drinking. If you get photographed, it will be a black history for life, right?"
She spoke very gently, and her expression towards Lin Chaomu was very sincere, as if she genuinely cared whether Lin Chaomu was drunk.
Seeing Ye Yingying's serious expression, Lin Chaomu felt very uncomfortable. She hurriedly took the wet wipe, but immediately handed it back to Ye Yingying. Ye Yingying had sobered up a lot and said nervously, "I just drank more tonight because I was happy."
"Ah, that's true. It's rare for our crew to get together, so it's normal for Sister Chaomu to drink a little more." Ye Yingying smiled and reminded the female artist next to Lin Chaomu, "You can ask the hotel staff for some hangover soup later. The hangover soup at this hotel is pretty good, it's sweet."
The female artist was feeling very guilty after hearing so many of Lin Chaomu's insults. Although Ye Yingying probably hadn't listened, she was someone who didn't really understand these kinds of things. So she immediately lowered her head and said in a rather strange way, "Yes, yes, Chaomu is indeed drunk. I'll take her to get some hangover soup right away."
She immediately took Lin Chaomu and left.
Ye Yingying stood there watching the two leave, her smile gradually fading.
The assistant shuddered inexplicably. In fact, given Ye Yingying's current popularity, tearing apart Lin Chaomu was nothing. It wasn't unheard of for a child star to become famous at such a young age like Ye Yingying. After all, she was very young and hadn't sacrificed anything to become famous, so she was spoiled and pampered by everyone in the entertainment industry. Although she maintained a pure and charming image to the outside world, she was actually very arrogant and liked to act like a diva. In this situation, she would definitely expose Lin Chaomu in a fair and square manner.
While it might be satisfying to see people happy, it could also make people laugh at her. If someone with ulterior motives secretly takes photos of her, it could make it seem like the child star is acting like a diva. After all, she has a lot of followers and popularity, and reports about her bullying others would be more direct, crude, and sensational.
Ye Yingying, on the other hand, was unusually calm. Her calmness surprised even her assistant. After all, she had become famous at a young age and had the Ye family supporting her. However, she was still very careful and cautious in her work. Every move she made was meticulous and serious, leaving no room for criticism.
She's even younger than me; she's only a sophomore in college, not even twenty years old yet.
The assistant watched Ye Yingying wash and dry her hands, then turned to her with a smile and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Hey, little sister, don't you care about what she said?"
"What she said? Ah, you mean Lin Chaomu's words?" Ye Yingying hesitated for a moment, then smiled at her assistant and said, "Although it seems like she said some very harsh things, isn't that just out of jealousy? Why take it to heart? Just listen to the opposite of what unimportant people say out of jealousy."
She only ever cared about people who were important to her. As for Lin Chaomu, she only dared to curse people behind their backs, and even then, her curses were low-level and all about things she didn't care about at all, so it was hard for her to get angry.