Suddenly, his cell phone rang, Song Jia's call.
He was going out to answer the phone with his mobile phone, but Olivia held him back with a frenzied expression, and said, "Why did you go out, did that bitch call, pick it up here!"
"Stop it!" he said angrily.
Olivia snatched the phone like crazy and answered the call.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Olivia said coldly.
"We're right at the door, open it." Song Jia's faint voice came from the phone.
After hearing this, Olivia sneered, and said, "You dare to come to me, you are very brave."
With that, she went to open the door.
An Wen and Song Jia were standing at the door of the room. Olivia's agent hurriedly pulled Olivia back, and said with a smile, "Miss An, why are you here? Wait for me outside. Let's go out and talk about anything."
"No need, I'm here to find Olivia." An Wen looked at the crazy-looking Olivia and said, "Go out, I have something to say to Olivia alone."
"Okay, I also have a lot to say to you bitch." Olivia's eyes flashed with killing intent.
How dare Olivia's manager let them be alone together, said: "Olivia is not in a good state of mind now, I don't know if she will do something dangerous."
"I'll be fine." An Wen said.
Song Jia believed in this, and she winked to let Olivia's agent go out together.
Before closing the door, Olivia's agent frantically gave Olivia winks to keep her from messing around, and said to An Wen, "You must remember to call us if you have anything to do, I have a room card."
Song Jia also looked worried, and she said seriously: "Don't beat me to death!"
Oliver's agent: "?"
After the door closed, An Wen looked at Olivia.
Olivia cursed in a low voice: "Bitch, I make you dissatisfied!"
Without further ado, she had already rushed towards An Wen, her hands shaped like claws to grab An Wen's hair.
An Wen flashed nimbly and kicked Olivia in the stomach. Olivia was kicked and fell to the wall.
After sliding to the ground, Olivia clutched her stomach and couldn't get up on the ground.
"I didn't come here to fight you, I just came to tell you that you are just someone else's gun, not the only one." An Wen said.
Olivia seemed to be reminded by her, she crawled to the dressing table, but An Wen stood in front of her.
"Do you want me to die that much? Olivia." An Wen asked lightly.
"Yes, you will die by my hands, don't even think about leaving alive today!" Olivia said fiercely.
"May I ask, why do you hate me so much?" An Wen asked with a smile instead of anger.
"You used the backstage to snatch my role, and teamed up with those whores to destroy me. Shouldn't I kill you?" Olivia braced herself to stand up, her eyes full of killing intent.
"Why do you like to deceive yourself so much? You said that I stole your role. If you think so on the first day, I can understand it, but your role is finished. You already know whether I stole the role or not." Yes, it's just that you can't believe it." An Wen turned the chair in front of the dressing table around and sat on it.
"You're talking nonsense! Your bad acting skills are worthy of my comparison!" Olivia's voice raised several degrees.
"Director John Kerry doesn't like to use people of yellow race. It shouldn't be a secret. Do you think you're deceiving yourself or jealous of me?" An Wen asked.
"What are you? I'm jealous of you?" Olivia looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.