Yue Qingqing frowned.
She stood by the wall, and if Zhang Caidie had originally intended to push her forcefully, she was aiming to push her towards the decorative painting on the wall.
The picture frame was engraved with a metal relief, featuring a sharp little angle at the bottom for decoration.
If Yue Qingqing had collided with it unawares, her face would certainly have been injured, perhaps even disfigured.
So many years had passed, and yet Zhang Caidie still had the same temperament.
There was no deep-seated grudge between the two, yet she always bullied others with a kind of almost naive malice.
"Why?" Yue Qingqing truly couldn’t understand the reason.
Zhang Caidie stared at Yue Qingqing contemptuously, "I don’t want to appear on the same program as you. You, who is hardly known, what right do you have to stand beside me?"
With just a week left until the filming, if Yue Qingqing had her face ruined or was injured, there was no way she could appear on the program.
Zhang Caidie’s method was very rude and sufficiently nasty; too bad she was spotted by Yue Qingqing before she could get close.
Yue Qingqing frowned and decided to teach Zhang Caidie a lesson.
A chilly aura enveloped Zhang Caidie, who was totally unaware of it.
"What about it if your family moved to the city back then, and you went to school in the city? The money I make daily is something you can’t even imagine, not to mention as long as I’m here for a day, there’s no way I’ll let you get ahead in this industry."
Yue Qingqing was observing the aura around Zhang Caidie and suddenly asked, "I suppose it hasn’t been easy getting to this point."
"Of course it hasn’t been easy, don’t think becoming a star is just about making money. Every year countless people come in, how many actually stand out like me..."
Yue Qingqing interrupted, "I wasn’t referring to that kind of difficulty."
Yue Qingqing’s face showed no emotion, but Zhang Caidie felt her gaze was X-ray-like in its penetrative power, leaving her nowhere to hide.
"Dignity is lost bit by bit, self-respect is forsaken little by little. Trading these things for what you have today, do you think it’s worth it?"
Zhang Caidie was startled, her face full of wariness.
"What are you saying? Who did you hear that from? Those are just envious lies about me, don’t try to pin anything on me."
Yue Qingqing looked at the guilty Zhang Caidie, "How long has it been since you went back to see your father and brother? Whenever I go back to Daye Village, I always hear them at the meat stall telling everyone who comes to buy meat how proud they are of you, asking if you’re tired or if you’re being bullied, yet you never return to Daye Village."
Zhang Caidie became furious, "Mind your own business, what does that have to do with you? Shut up! You’re not allowed to mention them to anyone."
"Why? Are you embarrassed by them?"
"What nonsense!" Zhang Caidie glanced around with a fierce whisper, "They are not my biological father and brother, just butchers from the countryside. Why should I relate myself to them? My mom never even registered for a marriage with that man, so their marriage ceremony had no legal effect!"
Yue Qingqing thought Zhang Caidie was very pitiful.
Fierce on the outside but weak on the inside, worried that others might learn about her real background, she seemed to live in a false pretense of lies.
"Zhang Qianhai truly isn’t your biological father; your biological father is Wang Jinshun."
Even if Zhang Caidie’s foster father, Zhang Qianhai, was a butcher, every penny he earned was clean, whereas her biological father, Wang Jinshun, was a convicted criminal.
A far cry from the honorable Zhang Qianhai.
Yue Qingqing’s words turned Zhang Caidie’s face deathly pale, having a criminal for a father was undoubtedly the last thing she wanted to admit.
Yue Qingqing’s words sounded like a threat to her.
"If you dare leak this matter, I will drag you down with me. If I can’t live well, neither can you. We’ll see about that."
Zhang Caidie felt that Yue Qingqing had grasped her weak spot and dared not provoke her further, only her hateful gaze lingered on her.
"Don’t think you’re so pure and immaculate; haven’t you also clung to Gong Qiming’s coattails? Hmm, pot calling the kettle black."
Zhang Caidie turned her head and left, planning to give Yue Qingqing a hard time once the program started.