"You said it yourself—you're an artist from Jia Entertainment. So, let me ask you, as a female celebrity from Jia Entertainment, Xingyao's sworn enemy, are you sure you're not here to spy for your company?"
Faced with Jin Xuan'er's aggressive questioning, Ji Wei didn't show even the slightest hint of fear. Instead, her retort made Jin Xuan'er momentarily freeze in place.
It was true that Xingyao and Jia Entertainment were bitter rivals, but fate had its own peculiar sense of humor. Jin Xuan'er just happened to fall for the top agent of the opposing company.
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
Jin Xuan'er, unwilling to back down, yelled stubbornly, "A small-time celebrity like you dares to boss me around? Get the hell out of here, do you hear me?"
Ji Wei smirked coldly at the woman in front of her, who seemed on the verge of losing control.
"The one who should leave is you."
The voice wasn't Ji Wei's, but a cool, indifferent tone that came from behind the two of them.
