Xu Enfei cried even more miserably, crying until He Yuehua had a headache. "Alright, what's the use of crying? It's better to think of a way to save face. You're worse than Song Zhitang. At least she knows how to find a way out for herself."
"Sister Yuehua, I know I was wrong. I will work hard. I can do anything you want me to do!" Being scolded by He Yuehua, Xu Enfei became quite obedient and apologized while holding He Yuehua's hands.
As He Yuehua heard those words, her heart wavered and she got an idea. "Feifei, I don't mean to blame you. I underestimated the enemy this time, but don't be discouraged. We still have a way out. Spare your time tonight and I'll take you to see a producer. Remember to dress up beautifully."
"Alright, Sister Yuehua." Xu Enfei's mood changed from sad to ha
