If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you'd never believe that this shrew who's slamming the table and yelling at the director is actually that top-tier domestic actress with god knows how many fans obsessing over her.
"Feng Yuzhi! What are you yelling at me for? You're the only one who cares about face? I don't need face? You think it's beneath you to play the second female lead, you could've just not come. Did I invite you here? You're the one who wanted to come. I already told you yesterday, the first time you came—if you want in, fine, I can give you the second female lead. Didn't you agree back then? You already agreed, so what are you coming to me for now?" Zhou Yuanzhi's patience had hit its limit. He slapped the table and shot to his feet, face flushed red, roaring at Feng Yuzhi in his hoarse, broken voice.
