After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 33: I Can Afford to Pay

Chapter 33: Chapter 33: I Can Afford to Pay

Zhong Lan’s smile froze, and she quickly took Shi An’an’s hand with a soft voice, "How could that be? An An, you are now the hottest new star in the entertainment industry; my career is all thanks to you!"

Shi An’an looked scrutinizingly at Zhong Lan and spoke softly, "Sister Lan, I know you are a smart person. It’s mutually beneficial for us to take what we each need to ensure smooth sailing in the future. But if you don’t side with me, I won’t mind changing my agent."

Zhong Lan cursed Shi An’an in her heart, really riding on the favor of Li Sihe, acting more entitled than a wealthy lady!

But on the surface, Zhong Lan still put on a smile and said gently, "I understand what you mean. Rest assured, I will always stand by your side."

Only then did Shi An’an appear satisfied, finally withdrawing her gaze and mentioning that she was tired and would take a nap first, asking to be told when Yang Shan arrived.

Zhong Lan breathed a sigh of relief, saying okay and was about to leave when the door to the resting room was pushed open.

Yang Shan stood at the door, soaked through like a drowned rat, smiling awkwardly at Shi An’an, "An An, I’ve got the coffee you wanted."

"I thought you were too comfortable outside today to come back for filming," Shi An’an lifted her eyelids and gave Yang Shan an up-and-down scan, her expression teasing, "How did you get so drenched?"

Still smiling, Yang Shan approached Shi An’an and placed the coffee on the table next to her, "The rain outside was quite heavy, but the coffee is fine, don’t worry."

Shi An’an couldn’t stand the sight of Yang Shan’s rain-soaked, yet utterly barren face, wishing she could tear it apart.

Zhong Lan had already left with good sense, observing from across the shore as the fire burned, leaving only the two of them in the room.

Shi An’an looked at Yang Shan’s enduring expression and couldn’t help but mock, "I’ve humiliated you so much, why haven’t you quit the role yet?"

"If Sister An An is dissatisfied, I will change. But this role is very important to me, I will not quit."

Yang Shan’s expression was calm, looking at Shi An’an peacefully, "Please, after Sister An An cools off, allow me to continue filming properly."

Shi An’an’s cold laughter intensified, her tone dark, "Yang Shan, you really are more formidable than other women. When you refused Shiheng, were you also using this expression to tempt him?"

The truth was finally laid bare; it was all because of jealousy.

Over these two years, Li Sihe had been the subject of numerous scandals, but the only one who kept her distance from him was Yang Shan.

Shi An’an couldn’t stand her sanctimonious facade. In a fury, she knocked over the coffee on the table, sending it spilling onto Yang Shan’s ankles.

"I wouldn’t dare to overreach for Mr. Li; he’s not someone I can associate with," Yang Shan remained composed, her tone ripple-free, "Sister An An, if there’s nothing else, may I leave now?"

"So, you mean I’m the one overreaching for Shiheng? What gives you the right to say that?"

Shi An’an clenched her fists, wishing she could slap Yang Shan’s face, and said with a fierce smile, "You don’t need to go anywhere. Since you’re so aware of your place, then kneel down and clean up the coffee on the floor."

Yang Shan’s face showed just a slight shock; clearly, such events were not new to her.

Shi An’an watched coldly as Yang Shan, after a moment’s hesitation, knelt down and began to wipe the spilled coffee with tissue paper.

Shi An’an finally felt a sense of satisfaction. Her red-soled high heels stepped on the back of Yang Shan, weighing down just enough, "Clean it properly. In front of me, all you deserve is to kneel and wipe the coffee!"

Then the door opened again.

The panicked voice of Zhong Lan came through, "President Bian, you... what are you doing here?"

Shi An’an was startled, her expression turning even more manically crazy, stepping harder on Yang Shan’s back but her gaze fixed on the door.

As she expected, Bian Yue entered, followed by anny, who had signed the contract with her initially.

Bian Yue didn’t expect Shi An’an to be so arrogant as to be defiant in front of everyone.

"Shi An’an, what are you doing!" anny was shockingly outraged, her eyes wide, and without waiting for Bian Yue to speak, she was already furiously accusing: "How dare you openly bully on set?"

Shi An’an slowly put her foot down, looked up, and faced Bian Yue, who was approaching her.

"Miss Bian just got married and is already back to work. That’s quite professional. I was thinking of awarding Miss Bian with a model worker prize." Shi An’an leaned back in her chair, smiling contentedly: "Today, has Miss Bian come especially for me?"

Bian Yue tried to help Yang Shan, who was still kneeling on the ground. Yang Shan didn’t move, so Bian Yue spoke softly, "Don’t be afraid, get up."

"Yeah, don’t be afraid. This is Bian Yue, Xiangjiang’s wealthiest daughter, the leading lady of the Shen Family’s century wedding. With her backing you, what do you have to fear?" Shi An’an’s words were sharp, even her compliments sounded sarcastic.

Bian Yue ignored her and helped the sore and numb Yang Shan to her feet.

"anny, take Yang Shan out."

After Bian Yue said this lightly, she pushed Yang Shan towards anny, who was standing by.

"Alright, don’t worry, Bian Yue. I’ll take Yang Shan to rest." anny said, taking Yang Shan away, and before leaving, she glanced at Shi An’an with disgust.

This woman must be possessed to act so crazily!

As soon as the door closed, Shi An’an looked at Bian Yue beamingly.

"Bian Yue, I haven’t wished you a happy marriage yet."

Bian Yue’s expression was cold.

Shi An’an was provoked by this look - a little princess so precious, yet looking at her as if she was trash.

"What gives you the right to look down on me like this!" A stimulated Shi An’an stood up with a flushed face, her voice trembling, "Bian Yue, you are not me, you have no right to judge me!"

"According to your status, what courage do you have to oppose me?"

Bian Yue did not care about Shi An’an’s madness and went straight to the point, "Who told you to do these things?"

Shi An’an’s expression changed.

Bian Yue knew she had hit the nail on the head, and she continued to ask calmly, "Was it Li Tingmo? Or Li Sihe? What does the Li Family want to do?"

"It has nothing to do with Shiheng!" Shi An’an suddenly shrieked like a cat with its tail stepped on, "Bian Yue, you really are heartless. How can you think that of Shiheng? He’s not that kind of person! After all the years you’ve been together, how can you think of him like that?"

"How should I think of someone who betrayed me time and again? Am I supposed to cry my eyes out and feel that he has it tough? Shi An’an, I am not you; my mind isn’t filled with just love."

Shi An’an felt humiliated and anger, she sneered and sat back down, "I don’t care how you see me. After all, ’Shengshi Yan’ has now received additional investment from Feng Cheng, and even your Mintang Media has shares from Feng Cheng. What can you do to me?"

Bian Yue nodded, looking at Shi An’an’s smug face, "I can’t do anything to you."

Shi An’an’s triumphant smile grew wider, only to freeze halfway.

Because Bian Yue paused then continued, "But I can simply abandon the entire project. The mere 700 million in penalty fees, I can afford that."