"Do you really think that if nobody tells anyone how bad you are, no one will know? Qin Ling, even if you are the daughter of President Qin, you can never treat someone like this!" Zhao Chen was sick of being a slave to Qin Ling's whims. She couldn't stand being with her anymore. "Hah! Not everyone is blind and can't see how black your heart is!"
"You shut your mouth, Zhao Chen!" Qin Ling's face turned purple.
"Shut up?" Zhao Cheng scoffed. "Who are you to tell me to shut up? Am I your slave?"
Qin Ling's lips were open as she looked at the other in shock.
Zhao Chen seemed pleased at Qin Ling's reaction, she grabbed the jacket she wore when she came to the studio and her bag, before she straightened her messy hair and shirt: "From today onwards, I am no longer your manager. Look for somebody else to take care of all your scandals and messed up matters. If you want to tattle to your father... Go ahead! I am not afraid!"
She was so tired of taking care of Qin Ling's shady business. The young actress has been in her management ever since she started in the entertainment industry. At that time, Manager Zhao was genuinely looking forward to how a young actress like Qin Ling, who was both young and beautiful, could bloom from just a sprout to a flower. She was so happy when Qin Ling started to really grow. But who knew when things started to go for the worst?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWas it when Qin Lin began asking her father for more resources? Or was it when she started dating men she liked and scandals followed after her? Manager Zhang didn't know, but she also didn't care now that she was going to leave Qin Ling.
Seeing the manager she has been together with when she started about to leave the room, Qin Ling felt a sense of crisis. However, she grew up spoiled rotten by her parents that she wouldn't allow herself to admit her fault.
"Go! Leave and see how I will have you fired from your manager position!" Qin Ling shouted after her.
Zhao Chen turned a deaf ear to whatever the young actress was shouting behind her as she opened the studio entrance door and closed it with a loud clatter, leaving a mess in her wake.
After finally calming down now that her manager's figure was no longer in sight, Qin Ling finally realized that she was surrounded by everyone and they must have seen what had happened to her and her manager.
Her cheeks turned red and her eyes started to tear up. The shame, anger, and hatred she was feeling exploded inside her.
Qin Ling looked at the crowd that gathered in front of the door to the makeup room. Then, she saw Director Lan, still standing against the wall next to the door with his arms crossed against his chest; looking as though everything he witnessed just now was not worthy of his notice.
Her heart begins to break. Why didn't he help her? Why did Director Lan just stand there and watch Manager Zhao beat her up like this?
Silently complaining, Qin Ling tearfully said to the crowd: "Everyone, I'm sorry for what happened. My manager stepped on Miss Meng's hairpin and accused me of what she did. Not only that, look at what she did to me! How can I go out and play my scene like this?"
The crowd almost wanted to do a standing ovation, if only they weren't already standing, and clap their hands for how good she acted. How could anybody so shameless as Qin Ling that she thought everybody was stupid and only she can see the truth?
Nevertheless, they weren't fooled by her words. Their displeasure and disgust towards Qin Ling was only magnified by what happened.
At this time, Director Zhao had just arrived at the makeup room. He was standing the farthest from where Qin Ling was and when he arrived, he only saw Qin Ling crying pitifully.
Seeing how miserable his niece looked right now, Director Zhao pushed everybody away from the door and thrusted his body into the room: "Xiao Ling! What happened to you?"
In front of him was a young lady he recognized as his niece. However, Qin Ling's hair was no longer straight and looked like a bird's nest, her face was red from crying, and there were some scratch marks on her face and arms.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmQin Ling had no idea how she looked right now. She turned to her uncle and cried her tears out: "Uncle, it was Manager Zhao! She did this to me!"
Director Zhao was extremely shocked. Zhao Chen was Qin Ling's manager. That pretty and good-natured looking manager didn't seem to have this kind of fierceness in her bones.
But looking at his niece's superficial wounds and miserable state, he believed that Qin Ling wasn't lying.
"How could she do this to you? Is this how managers should treat their artists? What use are they?" Director Zhao angrily said.
Qin Ling pouted her lips and was about to pour gas on the fire when she heard someone else speak first.
"Director Zhao, please do not speak without checking the whole truth. Besides, not all managers are like that." Director Lan finally interjected and looked at Director Zhao.
Director Zhao frowned... just a moment ago, he and Director Lan were getting a bit closer, but now, why was Director Lan going against him this time around too? It was the same with Ran Xueyi as well.
"Director Lan, if your niece was beaten up by her manager, will you stay silent and do nothing?" Director Zhao coldly said.
Director Lan raised a brow and asked, "What are you trying to say?"
"I'm not trying to say anything. But from what I can see, it seems that Director Lan is so heartless that he would even let an ordinary manager beat his niece up." Director Lan suddenly thought of something and added, "By the way, weren't you the first one to come here to look for Miss Meng's hairpin? May I ask, why didn't you stop them from fighting?"