Si Nanchen couldn't contain the rage boiling within him.
He was truly furious. If the person inside was Zhuang Shuqing, he swore he would tear that bastard to pieces with his own hands!
With such thoughts, his pace quickened. The person in charge following behind him didn't know what was happening and could only hurry to keep up.
Upon reaching the door of that room, which was next to the makeup room, Si Nanchen's wrath intensified.
When he had just come out of the makeup room, not a single person had told him that the film producer was in the next room. Otherwise, he would have kicked the door open long ago, without wasting so much time on the way.
The person in charge didn't know his thoughts and discreetly wiped the sweat from his brow, silently praying in his heart: Hopefully, what's happening inside isn't as bad as he imagined.
Suddenly, a loud bang echoed through the entire set.
