Ye Ranran's brows slightly lifted, her bright eyes overflowing with a touch of amusement: "Do you feel wronged? Think I'm being excessive?"
"I wouldn't dare."
Wouldn't dare, but it didn't mean no.
"Look, you just called Xiaoxiao my lackey, which tells me you're reluctant to associate with me. But this is my studio, and I don't need someone like you looking down on my employees, right?" Ye Ranran's tone was very gentle.
However, the implication was clear: if you're wise, get lost quickly.
Wang Lan felt embarrassed and couldn't stay any longer.
After she left, Ye Ranran pressed the intercom: "Xiaoxiao, pack up, we're heading out now."
"Oh, okay." Zhao Xiao came over, hopping and skipping: "Sister Ran, where are we going now?"
"We're going to see Wei Ren. When I talk to him later, listen carefully. Even if the fault is on our side in situations like this, we can privately admit it, but openly, it absolutely cannot be seen as our fault, understand?"
