Na Ronglan's impatience surged in her heart like a tide, and she responded almost gritting her teeth: "I know, you don't have to say anything!" Her voice revealed an indescribable anxiety and helplessness.
What could she do? Having once lived in a magical world, she was completely unfamiliar with everything she saw.
Acting was just a clumsy trick to pretend to be pitiful in front of Huo Ling.
What else could she do?
Song Jiao keenly caught the confusion and impatience that flashed across Naronglan's face.
There was a hint of teasing in her eyes, as if she was watching a good show that was about to begin.
Na Ronglan took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner turmoil.
She glanced at the system coldly and said, "Go tell the original owner that if she wants to make a comeback, she shouldn't rely on anger points. Even if I leave, what good will she do if she comes back? She might end up worse than me!"
The Chosen One? To her, that was simply a joke.
Sure enough, after the system passed the message, Zhang Yurou's anger value dropped instantly.
This allowed Naronglan to continue her mission without being bound by her rage.
During the subsequent filming process, Song Jiao still took the dominant position, and her aura was so strong that it almost made Na Ronglan unable to breathe.
However, Naronglan did not give up struggling. She tried hard to find a breakthrough and tried to turn the situation around.
Although Naronglan struggled, it was of no use.
She still endured and finished filming the script. After that, she planned not to continue the original owner's little white flower character, but to learn from Song Jiao and become the heroine.
.......
The lights in the restaurant were soft. Huo Ling sat opposite Song Jiao, holding the divorce agreement in his hand.
His expression was serious and solemn, his eyes fixed on Song Jiao's face: "Yaoyao, I have divorced Zhang Yurou. Can we be together now?"
Song Jiao seemed not to hear what he said and was just flipping through the menu in her hand.
She had a faint smile on her face, as if she didn't care about what Huo Ling said.
Since someone was treating her, she naturally ordered her favorite dishes without hesitation.
"Chen Yao, are you listening to me?" Seeing that the woman in front of him seemed to be out of the matter and had no reaction to his words, Huo Ling could not help but raise his tone, and there was a hint of anger in his voice that could not be ignored.
Song Jiao finally put down the menu in her hand and looked up at Huo Ling.
Her eyes were clear and bright, as if they could see through people's hearts. "Then congratulations on being single again. But, didn't you ask me to come here to have dinner with you?"
Her tone was indifferent, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
She knew what Huo Ling was thinking, but she pretended to be clueless.
An inexplicable pleasure welled up in her heart, as if she was teasing a prey that had fallen in love.
"You know what I want is not congratulations, but to be with you!" Huo Ling's tone suddenly became cold as ice, and every word revealed his determination and persistence.
Song Jiao crossed her hands and supported her chin, then curled her lips into a smile, as gorgeous and dazzling as a flower blooming in spring. "I remember I never promised you that I would be with you, right?" Her voice was soft and playful, as if she was telling a funny joke.
There was a cunning light in her bright eyes, as if she was appreciating Huo Ling's expression which changed unpredictably because of her words.
"What do you mean?" Huo Ling looked at Song Jiao in confusion, his brows furrowed as if he was trying to recall their past. "Didn't you say before that you would be with me as long as I got a divorce?"
"Really? What evidence do you have?" Song Jiao raised her eyebrows with an innocent expression on her face.
Of course she knew that Huo Ling had no evidence, so the verbal promise was not worth mentioning in her eyes.
Huo Ling's face suddenly turned gloomy, and even his breathing seemed to carry a cold air, "Chen Yao, that's not what you said before." His voice was low and dangerous, as if warning Song Jiao not to play with his feelings.
"Do you need me to help you recall, Huo Ling?" Song Jiao's voice was as cold and clear as the winter wind. She took a sip of water gracefully and spoke word by word, "From the moment you wavered earlier, it was already doomed that we couldn't be together. What I need is unconditional favoritism, and you can't give me that. After that, I don't need it at all."
Each of her words was like a carefully crafted blade, piercing Huo Ling's heart with precision. Her words revealed a firmness and determination, as if telling Huo Ling that their relationship was over, with no room for redemption.
Huo Ling's face turned pale in an instant. He seemed to see his own neglect and indifference towards Song Jiao.
Those past scenes replayed quickly in his mind like a movie, making him feel heartbroken.
He stood up suddenly, staring at Song Jiao with sharp eyes, his voice trembling: "Do you believe it or not, I will ban you directly and leave you with nothing?"
Song Jiao just sneered, her eyes filled with disdain and ridicule: "Go ahead and try, so what if you blocked my resources? Do you think you can cover up the country with one hand?"
Her words shocked Huo Ling.
He never thought that Song Jiao would have such strong backing and confidence.
After the last drama ended, Song Jiao participated in a national film charity performance, which was a way out for herself.
When the original owner was clinging to him, he thought that even if they didn't divorce, Chen Yao would not leave him.
Now that he realized that the other party had escaped his control, he began to get anxious again.
Belated affection is cheaper than grass!
"So, are you still going to have this meal?" Song Jiao raised her hand and picked up her bag elegantly.
There was a hint of impatience in her voice, as if telling Huo Ling that her time was precious and she wouldn't waste too much of it here.
As long as this guy dared to say he didn't want to eat, she would immediately turn around and leave.
It's a pity to waste the money for this meal.
Of course, it would be better if he didn't eat it.
Huo Ling stood up with a gloomy face. His eyes flashed with anger and disappointment, as if he could see through Song Jiao.
He gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to eat, eat it yourself! Chen Yao, don't regret it!"
After hearing what Huo Ling said, Song Jiao just nodded slightly with a faint smile on her face, "Don't worry, I won't regret it!"
Huo Ling stood up and left the restaurant without looking back.
Very good, Chen Yao is so ungrateful, then he will make Zhang Yurou famous and let her know that it would be his loss if she rejected him.
In the future, he would make her cry and beg for mercy in front of him.
When that time really comes, let’s see if she still has the backbone she has now!
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