Qin Fan had never been fond of celebrities. Of course, with the exception of Zhao Ying, who had helped him in his past life.
But his dislike was one thing; the shameless behavior of the actresses before him completely shattered his perception of the entertainment industry.
Those bursts of coquettish laughter. The way they kept smiling coyly, their expressions unfazed even by the filthy language being thrown around. They even draped themselves over these wealthy scions, a mix of playful protest and willing submission. Are these really the same women who project such a pure and noble image on screen?
Qin Fan shook his head in scorn after brushing off a few actresses who tried to proposition him.
