To her surprise, as soon as she finished speaking, the stagehand who hadn't left said, "I'm sorry, you got up way too late. There's no more breakfast left."

It's gone.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Meng was taken aback, and after a moment she said, "It's only eight o'clock now. Never mind, Jingjing, let's eat one bowl and then go for a walk later."

When Cheng Meng was about to share the millet porridge with Mo Jingjing, the stage manager waved his hand, and the perfectly good bowl of porridge was smashed to the ground with a "bang".

That's all.

Looking up, Cheng Meng glared at the woman in front of her: "What are you doing? Apologize and clean this place up!"

They really dared to give her face; a mere stagehand was throwing a tantrum in front of her.

If they really wanted to make things difficult for her, that would be one thing. Cheng Meng wasn't stupid; she could tell at a glance that the stagehand was clearly trying to embarrass Mo Jingjing.

That won't do!

As the female lead in the drama, if everyone treats her so recklessly and unfairly, how can Mo Jingjing possibly film the show?

Moreover, Mo Jingjing is no longer an obscure, unknown star; she still needs to maintain her proper temperament and authority.

"Sister Meng, I was just trying to be nice by bringing you porridge. How could you think of me like that? I just made a mistake. But I'll clean this up. Sister Meng, I hope you can see clearly through this bowl of porridge who is a human and who is a dog."

If spilling the porridge was truly an accident, then her words were a veiled insult, carrying a hidden meaning.

Mo Jingjing doesn't cause trouble, but she's not afraid of it either. Her cold, sharp gaze fell on the person's face, and she directly questioned, "Who are you talking about? Watch your mouth."

"My mouth is clean, but can you even wash your hands clean? I used to think you were a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry, that you were a good person. It seems I was too naive. To harm Sister Yan, you didn't hesitate to drag all of us down with you. And dragging us down is one thing, but Sister Meng was so good to you, and you even harmed her."

The anger in her heart overwhelmed the fear that Mo Jingjing had instilled in her, and she spoke louder and louder.

There were more than just the three of them in the living room; everyone else was watching the show with mocking and contemptuous eyes, waiting to see Mo Jingjing make a fool of herself. Unable to do anything to Mo Jingjing for the time being, they decided to collectively isolate her under Mo Yanyan's intentional or unintentional hints.

This woman deserved it!

Around the corner, Mo Yanyan was also watching her make a fool of herself.

She's now just waiting for Mo Jingjing to be isolated and helpless by everyone before she can carry out her next plan.

Hearing this, Cheng Meng was a little confused: "Wait, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by dragging all of you into this? You just said that Mo Jingjing was trying to harm me."

"Sister Meng, please let me explain. It's not like what they said..."

Mo Jingjing wanted to explain, but was interrupted by the stage manager: "That's right, Sister Meng, Mo Jingjing is the one who harmed you. You don't know that, do you? Last night, we all had food poisoning, but she was the only one who was fine. If it weren't for Sister Yan being well-prepared and bringing emergency medicine for us to take, who knows what would have happened to us now!"

"Speaking of which, all Yan Yan wanted was a better room, and we had a little argument. It was such a small thing, but she came up with such a vicious way to get revenge. It's just wicked! Meng Jie, it's one thing for her to drag us into this, since it's our first time working on the same set as her. But you're her manager, working so hard every day taking care of her food and daily needs, doing this and that for her without complaint, and she even dragged you into this too. It's just wicked!"

The stage manager grew increasingly angry and, right in front of the two parties involved, tried to sow discord between Mo Jingjing and Cheng Meng.

After hearing what she said, Cheng Meng's face visibly darkened.

Noticing this, everyone present was amused, secretly anticipating the scene of Cheng Meng and Mo Jingjing turning against each other and tearing each other apart.

"If what you just said is true, I don't think it's malicious; to be precise, it's stupid." After a while, Cheng Meng finally spoke.

stupid

The stagehand was taken aback.

"Hmm, Sister Meng, what do you mean by that? Are you saying Mo Jingjing is stupid?" The stage manager felt that his behavior of asking questions when he didn't understand was very good, but unexpectedly he was glared at fiercely by Cheng Meng.

"They're really stupid. They don't even realize they're being insulted. No wonder they're being used as pawns and are still happy about it. I'm saying Jingjing is stupid, and I'm saying you're all stupid!"

Judging from Cheng Meng's tone, she was genuinely angry.

"You know I'm her manager and personal assistant, responsible for her daily life. I packed all her clothes and luggage. How could I not know what she brought? Besides, even if I really didn't know what she brought, didn't you notice the flaws in your logic just now?"

"So, food poisoning affects everyone differently, right? Some people get intestinal damage, while others get brain damage, right?"

"you……"

The stagehand realized Cheng Meng was insulting her and was furious, wanting to retort, but unfortunately, Mo Jingjing didn't give her the chance.

"What? I was indeed quite ill yesterday, but my mind is perfectly clear now! You just said that everyone's food poisoning last night was caused by Mo Jingjing, as revenge on Mo Yanyan for taking her room. Excuse me, did Mo Yanyan call her beforehand to warn her about taking her room and ask her to bring medicine that could cause food poisoning?"

"Also, if I remember correctly, we ate roast pork last night, right? It was our first time here too. Could it be that the wild boars here can understand human speech, were moved by Mo Jingjing's sweet talk, and obediently ate the poison, sacrificing themselves to harm everyone? Use your brain and think carefully about what I just said. Which of those things could actually happen?"

Finally, Cheng Meng looked at the other person and asked a question.

"It seems... there isn't any."

Mo Yanyan isn't that stupid, and neither is the wild boar.

"So, you think what happened yesterday really stemmed from physical issues?" Cheng Meng pressed directly, then turned to look at a corner of the room: "None of us have never traveled far before. Everyone here has traveled far before. People who frequently travel for work usually bring some emergency medications, but with so many of us, who would bring such a large quantity of one type of medication?"

"So, Sister Meng, you mean someone deliberately tampered with the barbecue seasoning yesterday?"

There were some sensible people at the scene who told the truth.

"That's right."

Cheng Meng gave a positive answer.

Mo Yan Yan, who had been eavesdropping, felt a little flustered and deliberately stepped out to join the discussion: "But who could this person be? And it seems that yesterday's seasonings have already been disposed of."

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