"Oh my god, you scared me to death!"
Sister Sa patted her small chest.
"Hehe, it's nothing. I've been too mentally drained from filming recently. Suddenly stopping has made my body a little unaccustomed to it."
Jiang Ling smiled faintly, feeling very touched by Sister Sa's concern.
"It's good that you're okay. Health is the foundation of everything. If you ruin your health, all your good acting skills will be for nothing..."
Sister Sa chattered on.
At this moment, Jiang Ling's phone began to ring.
She picked it up and saw the number was very familiar. Who could it be?
She pressed the answer button, and a deep male voice came through.
"Hello?"
Male?
Jiang Ling was a little stunned, unable to recognize the caller's voice.
"Who are you? Is there something you need from me?" Jiang Ling asked.
"Jiang Ling, what are you pretending for? You can't even recognize my voice?"
Hearing the roar from the other end of the phone, Jiang Ling finally remembered who it was.
She sneered and said, "Oh, it's you, Shen Mingjue. I haven't heard your voice in a long time, so I couldn't recall it for a moment."
"Jiang Ling, you... you're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Didn't you see the caller ID?"
Shen Mingjue became even more enraged hearing Jiang Ling's words.
Jiang Ling rolled her eyes, "On purpose for what? Haven't you heard the saying?"
"What saying?"
"The most correct way to treat an ex is to act as if they are dead."
Shen Mingjue: "..."
"This auntie removed you from her contacts long ago. Now that I don't know it's you calling, isn't that normal?"
Shen Mingjue: "..."
"Goodness, can you say a few less words? Young Master Shen is about to explode!"
Sister Sa, seeing Jiang Ling speaking so impolitely, quickly came over to pull her back.
Jiang Ling pouted and whispered, "Even if he explodes and dies, it has nothing to do with me. Why bother with him? It's cleaner if he's gone!"
"Jiang Ling, you keep saying you want to cut ties with me, even removing me from your contacts, so why do you keep bothering Yan Yan? Stealing her roles?"
Jiang Ling's tone remained casual, as if speaking to a stranger, "Who is bothering her? Don't add drama to yourself. I don't like acting in those melodramatic, Cinderella-esque dramas with others."
"Keep pretending, keep pretending. Do you hate me for forcing you to break up, and seeing me and Yan Yan living in love, you feel unbalanced, so you keep bothering her? Jiang Mingxia, I'm telling you, stop causing trouble behind my back. This young master will never be interested in a wicked and malicious woman like you. Give up on that idea. I warn you, don't bother Yan Yan anymore, or I won't let you off."
Shen Mingjue's anger flared, and he even called out Jiang Ling's real name.
Jiang Ling was speechless and didn't know what to say.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Ling retorted, "Don't worry, this auntie would rather eat supermarket cucumbers until she dies than be interested in a conceited, chauvinistic pig like you!"
"Jiang Ling, you... you..."
"You what? Zero points, get lost!"
Jiang Ling hung up the phone with a snap, picked up an apple from the table, and treated it as Shen Mingjue, taking a fierce bite.
"Still acting like you're something special. Bah!"
Sister Sa said hatefully, "Thinking about it, it must be An Qiuyan, that foot-washing maid, badmouthing you behind your back. It's truly detestable. How about I find some people to teach her a lesson?"
Jiang Ling shook her head, "No need. Her doing this is nothing more than her uncontrollable rage from jealousy. Let her stay angry."