At the filming site of a certain program
Yuwei pursed her lips and strode into the lounge with a frosty expression.
Today, she, Duan Yuxin, and Jiang Mengqi were attending an external variety show.
She hadn't expected to be so disgusted she almost vomited.
Just now, a so-called industry "senior" had taken advantage of the recording opportunity to make inappropriate advances toward her.
She had already expressed rejection, even glaring at him with clear disgust, yet the senior artist continued to tightly hug her and repeatedly rub his face against her arm.
In the end, she actually sensed something wrong with him.
However, as a newcomer, even when confronted with such situations, she couldn't openly lash out.
So, as soon as her section of the recording ended, she hurried back to the lounge.
"Yuwei, why did you leave so quickly? I was hoping to chat with you a bit more." Shu Cheng flashed what he thought was a charming smile.
Yuwei felt an overwhelming wave of nausea.
