Tianjiao Film and Television Company, in the administrative director's office.
Qin Ruojing resembled a human statue, her usually composed and determined face was now ashen, and the sparkle in her beautiful eyes was long gone, like a pool of stagnant water, showing no emotional fluctuations whatsoever.
Tong Yaqi stood behind the desk, her expression equally grim, her heart weighed down with a guilt that words could hardly express.
Even though she hadn't heard any rumors before, this event was a sudden misfortune for her too, given that she was the person in charge at Tianjiao Film and Television, and bore the heavy burden of Qin Ruojing's trust and hope.
Her mouth opened and closed several times, Tong Yaqi was at a loss for words, unsure of what to say, or what else she could say, not even daring to meet Qin Ruojing's eyes.
"Click."
Chu Ge closed the door to Tong Yaqi's office, shutting out the glances cast from the corridor.
