low voice, "Xiaoru, what's wrong with you"Lin Xiaoru's tears directly soaked his shirt, whispering: "Ahan, will you leave me"She couldn't describe the feeling of panic she had when she heard Qiu Yue s...And at this moment, seeing Yang Ning's ferocious appearance, her face growing paler and whiter, Yang Yue had never seen such a terrifying hatred in Yang Ning's eyes before.

Long ago, no matter how I provoked her, she always wore a mocking and composed expression.

"You... what do you want to do! We're on a film set right now!" Yang Yue stepped back in fright, trying to ward off the chill that surrounded her with a shout.

"What do I want to do" Yang Ning suddenly let out a cold laugh, as if she had heard some funny joke. She calmed down and the cloud in her eyes concealed the light within them.

She chuckled softly, "I want you dead."

The moment these words were spoken, a collective gasp filled the room. Making such a death threat – if anything happened to Yang Yue, she would be the first suspect.

Yang Qingfeng knew something was wrong. He hurriedly pulled Yang Ning, who refused to leave, out of the dressing room. His expression was very serious.

"Let me go!"

The two walked to a secluded flowerbed. Yang Ning, with a forceful swing, finally broke free from Yang Qingfeng's grip.

There was no one around the flower bed. Yang Ning, feeling indignant, sat directly on the edge of the flower bed. Yang Qingfeng stood with his arms crossed, looking down at her with a somber expression.

"Are you still mad"

He knew Yang Ning's anger hadn't subsided. She now appeared calm, rubbing her reddened wrists, but the air around her was filled with a palpable rejection, making it impossible to get close.

"So what!" Yang Ning glared at him, her face darkening as she raised her head and shot him a furious look.

Yang Qingfeng didn't like to see her filled with anger, his face changed slightly: "You're a girl, don't always be so impulsive. What if something really happened to Yang Yue How would you deal with it"

He seemed to be justifying his actions for avoiding conflict, but Yang Yue couldn't bear to listen to a single word. She stood up directly, sneered with a mocking smile, and looked at him with great pity.

"It seems you want to play the hero and win her affections Let me remind you, if you don't know the ins and outs of their feud, don't stick your nose in with your ridiculous sense of justice."

Her gaze drifted across Yang Qingfeng's increasingly rigid face, a mixture of disdain and contempt seeping into his very bones.

"Is this how you see me"

Looking at Yang Ning before him, Yang Qingfeng seemed to see another side of her. Besides her intelligence and forbearance, she was also surprisingly radical and impulsive.

Yang Yue seemed to be her Achilles' heel.

"That's how you make yourself appear to me, I have no feelings for you." Yang Ning tilted her head slightly and raised an eyebrow, her low voice giving off a disconcerting sense of distance.

Yang Qingfeng clenched his fists, a sudden feeling of unease washing over him. Even though Yang Ning had just twisted his words so blatantly, he only felt a slight surge of anger.

He held Yang Ning's shoulders in his hands, lightly pursed his lips, and the emotions in his eyes were complex: "I don't want to hear you say that."

What does this mean

Yang Ning stared at Yang Qingfeng's serious face, a little confused. The anger in her heart had just subsided a bit, and now she could calmly speculate about the emotions in Yang Qingfeng's eyes.

Then, she frowned and asked, "What don't you want to hear"

This was a very normal question, but it made Yang Qingfeng taken aback. He lowered his curled eyelashes, hesitation and bewilderment reflected in Yang Ning's eyes. It seemed he didn't know which word of his had offended the other.

"What are you doing, Qingfeng Ready to start filming!"

Just as the two of them were in silence, a frantic shout suddenly came from the flower bed. Yang Qingfeng abruptly woke up from his thoughts and turned his head to see his manager running towards him.

He turned back helplessly, staring at Yang Ning's not-so-beautiful face with a dazed expression, feeling like she was as distant and dreamlike as the clouds.

However, was he dreaming, or was he being dreamt

He sighed and shook his head, trying to release the heaviness in his heart. He chose not to dwell on it any longer, instead gently smiling at Yang Ning: "Forget it, let's talk about it next time. Let's go film now."

. The wife of the cold and ruthless Mr. Gu is helpless to escape his schemes."Miss, we're here." 。