However, before I could explain briefly, Zhang Mi deliberately raised her voice behind us and said, "Shi and I have both personally said that it's all fake..."

"But for Wang Zong to be so biased towards her and speak up for her, there must be someone backing her up. Shi is just keeping a low profile."

She sneered sarcastically, and anyone with a discerning mind could hear it. She meant that I relied on improper means to gain support.

I frowned slightly, feeling both physically and psychologically displeased.

Both of us have received nine years of compulsory education, and yet she still has this idea that women always have to rely on men to have power and money...

"Sis, let's keep our conversation clean," Sisi said with a dark face.

Zhang Mi chuckled, a strong sense of contempt and mockery in her eyes. "What? I've done the things a mistress does, and I can't let people talk about it?"

Before she could finish her sentence, Sisi walked towards her without hesitation and slapped her.

The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the studio.

The noisy voices instantly fell silent.

"If you can't speak properly with your mouth, then don't speak at all," Sisi coldly said, looking at Zhang Mi, whose face had been slapped off center.

Zhang Mi, who had just reacted, incredulously touched her own face and glared angrily at Sisi. She raised her hand to strike back.

I quickly stepped in front of Sisi and grabbed Zhang Mi's incoming hand. "Zhang, it's not good to get angry and hit someone out of embarrassment."

Zhang Mi's eyes were fierce, and she didn't hide her desire to tear me apart.

But I held her tightly, immobilizing her hand.

It was only then that everyone reacted and worried that the situation would escalate, so they hurriedly stepped forward to persuade.

Yeah... they were all persuading Zhang Mi not to get angry.

Those who apologized to Sisi and me...

Except for the director.

He was busy directing the cameraman...

I squinted slightly, pretending not to notice.

"Chen Sisi, Zhang Mi is your senior. Aren't you going too far?"

"Zhang is just saying a few words to you, and you hit her. Who do you think you are?!"

...

One of the guests standing on Zhang Mi's side spoke out in accusation.

This ordinary little language genius named Sisi seemed to have learned foul language from somewhere.

All kinds of vulgar dialects were spoken one by one.

"Catch you, cursing..."

The few people who had never seen such a scene were dumbfounded.

Completely speechless.

Just when their expressions became increasingly ugly, Zhang Mi's manager suddenly ran out and whispered something in her ear, causing her expression to change slightly.

"Fang Shi, I can let it go with you," she said, "but I will double the slap I received from Chen Sisi." She glanced at me, gritting her teeth.

After speaking, she walked away in high heels.

The remaining people, although full of reluctance, didn't dare to act on their own after Zhang Mi left. They dispersed one by one.

Sisi muttered softly, "Strange, Zhang Mi actually just left like that? What did her manager say to her that made her take this slap for nothing..."

As she said that, she suddenly turned to look at me.

I laughed and shook my head, "It wasn't me."

I don't have the ability to communicate with people remotely yet.

However, I can guess who it was.

The only person who was worried about Zhang Mi conflicting with me was the eldest sister of the Zhang family, the new heir of the Zhang family.

After all, the Zhang family and I still have cooperation.