Sun Qianqian wrapped in a bath towel came downstairs and approached Liang He with a complexion pale and ashen, obviously in a terrible mood. She raised her hand and slapped him, "Who let you in?!"
The slap instantly sobered Liang He's mind.
He squinted his eyes and harshly returned the slap, "I had always thought you were proud and had strong self-esteem, thinking you got to where you are today through your own acting ability. But I didn't expect you to stoop to sleeping around. Sun Qianqian, I misjudged you."
Sun Qianqian was indifferent, "So what if you misjudged me? What if I slept with Producer Zhou? Who are you to me that you think you can interfere? Oh... that's right, you've always had a crush on me, haven't you? Does this mean you can stop liking me now?"
"How did you get in here?!" Producer Zhou asked sternly.
