"What did you say?"

Ai Xiaoqian seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Looking at Si Jin as if she were a fool, he mocked:

"I'm saying, you don't really think you're like other famous actors, do you?"

Young Master Zhou's acquaintance is Miss Qingmian Liu, who do you think you are?!

Come with me to make tea right now. You can show off to me when you become famous.

But that's unlikely. If someone as disgusting as you can become famous again, I'll kneel in front of you and eat dog shit all night!

Hahahaha!

Si Jin wasn't angry. A slight smile curved her rosy lips as she gently said:

"Okay, remember what you said."

As she spoke, she turned to walk past him and leave.

Ai Xiaoqian was not about to let him leave.

He was already a lowly servant who suffered every day, and he relied on Pei Sijin as his punching bag.

How could we let him go so easily?!

So, out of habit, he reached out and grabbed the boy's shoulder, wanting to give this sissy an over-the-shoulder throw, just like he had done many times before.

"Did I give you permission to leave?! The work isn't finished yet, and you... Aaaaaah!"

As he spoke, Si Jin had already used his divine power to condense an invisible blade in his palm.

He raised his hand and swiftly severed the hand that was gripping his shoulder, oblivious to its fate.

Ai Xiaoqian cried out and hurriedly stretched out her other hand, trembling as she covered the neatly cut surface of her arm.

"It hurts! It hurts so much!!!"

He was in so much pain that he cried out in tears and immediately ran back into the house to find the wound medicine that Si Jin had kept.

After all, over the years, he had used Pei Sijin's things without any hesitation.

He was just a menial servant, but Pei Sijin was at least a famous actor who had been popular for a while.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.

He always manages to snatch something good from Pei Sijin.

However, he did not know that Si Jin had already hidden all the wound medicine and gauze.

Ai Xiaoqian couldn't stand it. When she saw that Si Jin's storage cabinet didn't have it, she hurriedly ran to his dressing table.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Si Jin suddenly turned her head.

Her beautiful eyes held a chilling murderous intent.

"If you dare to ruin one of my cosmetics, you'll leave your other paw behind too."

Ai Xiaoqian was severely shocked by that look.

He immediately froze in place, not daring to move.

Seeing that he was quiet, Si Jin turned around and prepared to leave.

Before I had taken two steps, I saw the theater owner rushing over in a panic.

Without even looking, she immediately grabbed him anxiously:

"Si Jin, come here quickly. This afternoon, Qin Jiangli and Qing Mianliu will be performing 'The Romance of the Western Chamber' together. Qing Mianliu will play the role of Hongniang."

You know, how can Qingmianliu's voice compare to yours?

So I'll need you this afternoon. Come with me to go over the words.

The theater owner was still reeling from the fear of Si Jin shooting someone yesterday.

When asking him for a favor, one doesn't dare to be too assertive.

As soon as Ai Xiaoqian saw the boss coming, she immediately clutched her bleeding arm and rushed out crying.

"Boss! Look, Pei Sijin chopped off my hand, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

The boss turned his head and saw Ai Xiaoqian's arm covered in blood.

I couldn't help but gasp.

I got goosebumps all over my scalp.

He quickly looked away, his expression a mixture of emotions as he looked at Si Jin:

"Si Jin, did you make this?"

"no."

Si Jin lied without batting an eye.

He raised his empty hands and blinked innocently:

"Look, I wasn't holding anything in my hand, so how could I have done it?"

The boss frowned in confusion, then glanced at Ai Xiaoqian's hand, suppressing his disgust.

There were only two people in the courtyard.

No normal person would torture themselves into that state.

The boss instinctively felt that Si Jin was lying.

However, under pressure from all sides, they had no choice but to believe him.

He scolded Ai Xiaoqian with a dark face:

"That's right! Si Jin wasn't holding anything, how could he hurt you?"

Get out of here, don't get in my way!

Then, she changed to a kind and gentle demeanor, humbly trying to please Si Jin:

"Si Jin, let's hurry up, or we'll really be too late."

The afternoon performance, that green willow...

She's so scared she can't even stand up straight, it's driving me crazy!

"Okay." Si Jin left with the boss, leaving Ai Xiaoqian standing there dumbfounded, clutching her bleeding hand.

Let the overwhelming despair engulf us.

… …

Si Jin followed the boss to the back room where the actors were rehearsing.

At a glance, Qin Jiangli was surrounded by more than a dozen people.

And sitting next to her was Qingmianliu, whose ears were bandaged and whose eyes were lifeless.

The boss led Si Jin over and bowed to Qin Jiangli to introduce her:

"Miss Qin, this is Qing Mianliu's stand-in..."

Before the word "sing" from "singing in place of another" could even leave his lips, Si Jin had already politely extended his hand to Qin Jiangli and introduced himself:

"Hello, I am Pei Sijin, the matchmaker for today."