Lin Weiwei listened to her words and doubts flashed in her heart. When did Shen Jinman become smarter? But she still raised her big watery eyes and squeezed out a pair of tears, falling down her fair cheeks, like the dewdrops on the flowers in the morning were quickly lost when the sun came out.
“I plan to quit the film and television industry in the future. You know how much I have paid for this drama, or I would lose a lot.” As he said that, he picked up the tissue that Shen Jinman handed him and wiped his tears.
“Then aren’t you losing money now? Do you know if you have been given a hidden rule by the director? Vivi, how could you do this? Why are you not respectful at all?” Shen Jinman never thought that his good friend could do such a thing. She really couldn’t accept it.
Although people today are no longer the old thoughts of the past, they cannot exchange their bodies for material enjoyment, which is something that Shen Jinman cannot accept.
“Shen Jinman, I told you this to you because I helped you be a friend, and I didn’t ask you to scold me.” Shen Jinman quickly explained.
“Vivi, I’m not scolding you, I’m just not worthy of your understanding. Isn’t it worth it? Where did her wife beat you?” Shen Jinman asked her while holding her round shoulders.
“In the hotel.” A sentence almost made Shen Jinman’s breath crooked in the hotel. If she had seen her husband and other women in the hotel, she would have done more ruthlessly.
“Vivi, what are you going to do?” Listening to Shen Jinman’s words, Lin Weiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and finally said the key point. She looked at her with a embarrassed expression on her face, as if she was hesitating in her heart, not knowing whether to say it or not.
The soft tone seemed to deliberately pull the long tone, “Jin Man, I.”