Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

"Finished?" Song Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then tentatively said, "That's right, this scene should be changed after it's finished, so it's time to..."

"It was your character who died." Qu Wanying interrupted her fantasy and spoke without hesitation, "Xu Yun took over the rest of your scenes, as a character who rejoined the main cast after your death."

"Impossible!" Song Wanqing roared, staring at Qu Wanying fiercely with a fierce look on her face.

How can it be!

Standing behind her is Qi Jinglin, the investor of the entire crew. How dare they write her character to death?

"What did you do?" Qu Wanying frowned tightly. She was not angry because of Song Wanqing's anger. She spoke softly to soothe her emotions.

This was too sudden.

The sudden change of roles may have made the screenwriter lose his hair in anxiety.

How damaging to your popularity.

Song Wanqing vented her emotions, sat down on the ground, and burst into tears, "I didn't do anything, I just..."

Let Qi Jinglin let Su Jingchen go this time.

Thinking of what Qi Jinglin said to her, Song Wanqing suddenly shut her mouth. Just as she was about to say something, she heard Qu Wanying's phone ringing again.

A bad premonition came to my mind and I felt a chill down my spine.

Qu Wanying glanced at the caller ID and forced a smile. "Hello, Secretary Cen, this is Qu Wanying... Why is it so sudden? Didn't we agree to fly over directly after the filming is over?"

"We have already signed the contract... No, no, I'm not talking about the penalty for breach of contract. We just want to participate in the filming... That's not what I mean..."

"Secretary Cen, I think we can still talk about this. We were... Secretary Cen, Secretary Cen..."

Qu Wanying put down the phone that had been hung up, slowly closed her eyes, exhaled a long breath, and did not open her eyes for a long time.

Song Wanqing looked at her twice, but before she could say anything, Qu Wanying opened her eyes and slammed her phone on the sofa.

The phone bounced off the soft sofa, rolled twice and fell onto the wooden floor, making a loud noise.

In the silent room where only the sound of breathing could be heard, it was particularly clear.

"Damn it, they keep saying it!" Qu Wanying turned around and said in a low voice, "Tell me! What on earth did you do?"

Song Wanqing, who had been frightened by Qu Wanying for the whole day, shrank her shoulders and looked up at Qu Wanying pitifully. Her rosy lips moved and she looked weak again.

"Do you know that it was Secretary Cen who called me just now? "I Go With the Wind" kicked you off the list of permanent guests, did you know that?" Qu Wanying gritted her teeth.

A good situation was broken into pieces.

Song Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then raised her voice in disbelief, "Hasn't the contract for "I Go With the Wind" already been signed?"

Can I still replace her after signing the contract?!

Qu Wanying took a deep breath and calmed down a lot. She sat on the sofa, bent down and picked up her mobile phone. There was a small piece of broken paper in the corner of the screen.

"They said they would pay the liquidated damages according to the contract and the money would be transferred to your account within 24 hours. What do you say? Expose them?"

Qu Wanying placed her hands on her knees and looked at Song Wanqing coldly, "You have no popularity, no works, no business, and even no fans. Your commercial value is ridiculously low. Apart from President Qi's strong support, you have nothing. He wanted you in the first place just for President Qi's sake."

Without Qi Jinglin, she is nothing!

The villain is getting more and more successful day by day, and he is trying to force himself to do things even if he has no cards. He really thinks he is so big a star that he thinks he is only two works away from becoming a first-line actress.

"Impossible, they are doing it because of my ability and my hard work, not because of Jing Lin." Song Wanqing paused and said unhappily, "It's not because of Jing Lin."

Even if Qi Jinglin invested money, it was because she was talented and hardworking.

Without her efforts, what good would it be for him to invest money?

She obtained these resources through her own ability.

"Heh." Qu Wanying sneered, "Do you know what the director said just now? President Qi has withdrawn his investment. Without President Qi's investment, they are unwilling to use you."

Who the hell are you?

"Impossible!" Song Wanqing screamed heartbreakingly with hysterical madness.

Qu Wanying wanted to say something, but she glanced at the WeChat message, picked up her bag on the table beside her, stood up slowly, lowered her eyes, and smiled slightly, "You can slowly move forward with your own efforts. The company asked me to go back."

"What are you doing back at the company?" Song Wanqing stared at Qu Wanying warily.

Qu Wanying smiled again, without leaving any trace of her original anxiety, and even had a bit of ease and joy, "I won't take you with me anymore. The company said that you should go back and sign the contract when you are free in a few days. The company wants to terminate your contract."

Dodging Song Wanqing's movements, Qu Wanying nodded gracefully, and did not forget to close the door for her.

Looking at the quiet and extremely empty room, Song Wanqing fell to the floor, her knees touching the ground, her eyes blank.

For a moment, the emptiness and confusion fell from the sky to the ground. I took a deep breath and felt sore in my eyes.

How could you bully her like this?

How could this be……

Song Wanqing's eyes were filled with crystal clear tears. She bit her soft, pink lower lip tightly and sobbed slowly, looking pitiful and weak.

Before her soft tears fell, she was interrupted by a knock on the door. The front desk receptionist said, "Madam, your presidential suite will be open in half an hour. The crew did not book this room for you. Please move your luggage to room 306."

"306?" Song Wanqing opened the door. "What room is that?"

The receptionist smiled, showing his eight white teeth, "It's a king-size bed room."

"No, I booked... this room." Song Wanqing's voice became lower and lower.

Neither the heroine nor the hero stayed in the presidential suite, so how could she possibly live better?

It was obviously the upgrade that was handled by Qu Wanying.

But she didn't have the power or financial resources, so she could only say... Qi Jinglin arranged it.

Being taken to the king-size bed room, Song Wanqing stood at the door in a daze looking at the simple single room and a bathroom, which didn't even have a bathtub.

The gap in her heart made her feel sour and uncomfortable, as if a pair of big hands were rubbing her heart repeatedly, and it was full of sour juice.

Why is it happening like that?

Everyone is bullying her.

Tears fell one by one on the back of her hand. Song Wanqing covered her face and cried in pain. Her eyes were red and she felt dizzy after crying for a while.

She sniffed and gave herself some courage, then raised her eyes to see the room that stretched to the end of the room, and her eyes started to turn red again.

Such a small room.

So much smaller.

Sitting on her suitcase, without even an assistant to help her pack her things, Song Wanqing felt only darkness before her eyes.

She ran outside dragging her suitcase as if escaping, braving the scorching sun at noon, running in the not-so-bustling filming county town.

I don’t know how long I ran before I stopped at the intersection. Looking at the somewhat empty intersection, Song Wanqing pursed her lips tightly.

A black car stopped in front of him. Su Jingchen slowly lowered the window, leaned forward, looked at Song Wanqing and whispered, "Get in the car, I'll take you home."

Song Wanqing stared at Su Jingchen motionlessly and thought of Gu Jin's words again.

He said let himself go.

Was this the moment Qi Jinglin let me go?

Su Jingchen sighed helplessly, got out of the car and took the suitcase from her hand, and whispered, "I'll take you home, I will definitely accompany you."

"Why did you want to hurt Qi Jinglin?" Song Wanqing looked at Su Jingchen with red eyes, almost gritting her teeth, "Why did you want to hurt him?"

It was because he harmed Qi Jinglin that she was implicated.

Otherwise, Qi Jinglin would never leave her alone.

Su Jingchen held her wrist without explaining, and after a long while he spoke, "Thank you, Qi Jinglin said he wouldn't sue me."

He knew that it must be Wanwan who pleaded for him.

Even though he didn't need it, he was still grateful.

As expected, Wanwan loves him.

"Do I need your thanks?" Song Wanqing shook off Su Jingchen's hand forcefully, tears falling from her eyes. She looked at him fiercely, like a wounded little beast, her clear eyes full of stubbornness.