Zhang Xingxing's panic was plain to see. She didn't dare to speak, but her mind was already racing, plotting what she would do once she escaped this place.
'I'm going to make that damn Daoist pay. I can already picture Su Nian's miserable state after I'm done with her.'
Just then, Lina and the others finally began to stir, groggily waking up.
Lina was terrified. That strange director, who had relentlessly forced her to reshoot her scenes again and again, had frightened her to her core.
She had entered the entertainment industry out of a genuine love for acting, but she'd never imagined she would run into something like this.
'Forget it. I'll just go home and take over the family business.'
The male lead actor, now awake, stared at Zhang Xingxing, who had been gagged and tossed to the side. He was baffled.
'This ghost knows how to tie people up?'
The male lead went over and untied the rope. The moment she was free, Zhang Xingxing erupted into a tirade of curses.
