Chapter 611: Don’t Insult Dogs

There was a sobbing tone in her voice as she fell into self-loathing.

“Miss Song, I’m really too useless.”

“I know.”

Mu Wei was stunned. She held back her tears and asked, “You know?”

“What if I say that I did all of this on purpose?”

“Wh-what?”

“Don’t blame yourself. I’ve already told you that my purpose for helping you is not simple.”

Mu Wei curled her fingers and held back her tears in a daze. She looked at the pretty face in the mirror and said softly, “No, you’ve helped me. Even if you’ve used me, I’m still grateful.”

She was devout, like the most loyal believer.

Song Yaoyao smiled.

She looked at the way Song Jingwan handled the reporters’ questions at the press conference with interest. Her expression was innocent and pure.

“This isn’t a good role. I didn’t plan to let you play it from the start.”

Mu Wei let out a sigh of relief when she discovered Song Yaoyao’s arrangements.

Actually, she didn’t really care about the role. It was only because Song Yaoyao had arranged it that she looked forward to it because she wanted to leave a good impression.

“Then Miss Song, what… What should I do next? Song Jingwan has people guarding the door. I can’t even go out,” she said softly as she scratched her leg.

“Wait…”

After saying this word, there was no other sound in the earpiece.

Mu Wei looked at the mirror blankly. She didn’t understand what Song Yaoyao was going to do. If she did it on purpose, then why did she beat around the bush and go through so much trouble to set up such a big trap?

However, Song Yaoyao told her to wait, so she just waited.

Time pa.s.sed by minute by minute, but for Mu Wei, it felt like years.

Her back was tense, waiting for the command to come through the headset again.

The silence in the room made her anxious. Mu Wei took a deep breath and told herself to calm down. She closed her eyes and began to recall the things the teacher had taught her.

Song Yaoyao had arranged several teachers for her. Apart from tutoring, there were also lessons on dancing, etiquette, and interpersonal relations.h.i.+ps.

Compared to when she first met Song Yaoyao, Mu Wei’s improvement was undoubtedly huge.

After some time, the door behind her opened with a click.

Mu Wei, who was in the middle of revising, was startled. She turned her head and glanced at the person who had come in, then turned back.

After the press conference ended, Song Jingwan had come here immediately.

Before entering the door, Song Jingwan imagined many scenes that made her happy.

Would Mu Wei cry because she missed out on this role? Would she fly into a rage out of humiliation? Or would she rush up to her as if she wanted to kill her and eat her up?

For this confrontation, Song Jingwan even called her bodyguards to follow her and she made preparations in case Mu Wei dared to make a move. Just so she had something to use against her, there were cameras installed in the room. If Mu Wei dared to make a debut in the future, Song Jingwan had plenty of ways to destroy her.

She thought that her imagination would at least be in line with Mu Wei’s current situation.

However, when Mu Wei looked at her calmly as if she was looking at a stranger, the smile on Song Jingwan’s face faded. How could she be so calm? She was a little too calm!

“Aren’t you sad?”

“What’s there to be sad about? I had a bone that was s.n.a.t.c.hed by a dog. Do you think I should s.n.a.t.c.h it back from the dog?” Mu Wei patted the wrinkles on her skirt and picked up her coat as she looked at Song Jingwan and frowned. “Actually, it’s not right. Comparing you to a dog is too insulting to dogs. After all, dogs are so cute!”