After receiving the certificate, she was pinched and doted on by the wealthy heir.

"Hmph, so what if there's a lock? You bitch, you still want to guard against me?"

A squeamish female voice said unconvincingly, a little arrogantly and proudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the light above his head came on.

Pei Zijie was startled: "What happened?"

"Ms. Chu, this seems to be a voice-activated light. It wasn't like this when we came here before." The man who came with him carefully tried to please her.

"Is it important to be rich?" Pei Zijie lowered her face and sneered, "Whenever I take the position of a movie queen, I will have whatever I want. Luo Yingqiao is nothing."

She directed her men: "Open the cabinet."

Soon, the cabinet lock was picked open.

Two newly completed clothes were hung inside. Facing the light, the sheen on the skirts shone brightly, making them unforgettable.

Pei Zijie was stunned.

The next second, she felt jealous again.

Such a beautiful costume was not designed for her to wear. In this drama, she is just a special third female, and she has no role at all.

He gritted his teeth and hesitated for a while, until the man next to him asked: "Miss Chu, should we still destroy these clothes?"

"Why not destroy it? They are all from the same crew. Why can their starring role be so good? I am also an important character."

More importantly, Pei Zijie has already observed that this dress was designed and made by Xia Taozhi.Only by destroying that woman's work can the other person regret and suffer.

With a fierce look, she grabbed a pair of scissors on the table and cut the two costumes into pieces.

"You can still repair the lipstick, but what about now?"

She looked at the mess on the ground coldly, stepped on a piece of cloth, and crushed it hard.

Suddenly, the door to the dressing room opened.

Xia Taozhi walked in.

Pei Zijie's face turned blue with fright. The fierceness on her face suddenly disappeared, and her eyes trembled in panic.

"Why are you here?" she asked with a trembling voice.

"I should ask you this, right?" Xia Taozhi sneered, "This is Ms. Luo Yingqiao's dressing room, and only we have the key to the door lock. Isn't it strange that Ms. Pei is standing here? Didn't you just say Did you imitate a thief to break in through the door?"

"of course not!"

Pei Zijie was anxious, "I just went to the wrong place."

"Oh." Xia Taozhi nodded meaningfully, her eyes fell on the scraps of fabric on the ground, and she was suddenly shocked, "What's going on? This is the costume I just made, how did it become like this?!"

She hurriedly knelt down to pick up the pieces.

Pei Zijie was so proud that she tried her best to hold back the corners of her mouth that turned up: "Then I don't know, it was like this when I came in. I say Mrs. Han, you should be careful about some things. You can't even guard the door of your dressing room. Come on, why are you doing things for Miss Luo?"

As she spoke, she twisted her waist to leave.

"Pei Zijie, are you sure this matter has nothing to do with you?"

"Of course it has nothing to do with it." Pei Zijie made up her mind that the other party couldn't do anything to her, and looked back coldly, "I just ran to the wrong place. Miss Xia, don't you still want to throw dirty water on me? Are you jealous of me and me?" Is it because of your relationship with Mr. Han that you did this?”

Xia Taozhi lowered her eyelids and said nothing.

Pei Zijie was even more proud: "Woman, you'd better be kind to yourself. You look good. How do you look like Mrs. Han in this outfit? If you don't have the ability to sit in that position, it's better to step aside early and make way for someone better."

Leaving those words behind, she left gracefully.

So what if Xia Taozhi discovers it?

Didn't she escape unscathed?

Pei Zijie didn't take Xia Taozhi seriously anymore.

After she left, Xia Taozhi calmly cleaned the dressing room. At this time, Han Xiao came in from the outside, looked at the mess on the floor, and frowned imperceptibly.

"Why refuse my help?" he asked.

"Not yet."

"The results of your hard work for so long are gone, so you're not angry at all?"

Xia Taozhi reopened the closet. The first floor was empty. She opened the second floor again, with the two sets of clothes hanging inside.

Han Xiao couldn't help but open his mouth slightly: "You have been prepared."

"Yes, not only am I trying to make up for it, but I also want to invite you to put yourself in the urn."

"Now that the person has left and your jar is empty, how will you perform the next play?"

She looked back and smiled softly: "Of course I'll change the place to play gongs and drums."

Han Xiao raised his eyebrows in surprise: "If you say that, I want to stay and watch the show even more."

"Whatever." She shrugged.

Xia Taozhi couldn't be the master of this man. If he wanted to stay, could she still stop him?

After locking the cabinet and door again, she took away the recorder and surveillance camera.

The next day, Pei Zijie did not rehearse in the morning.

She slept until noon before coming to the set.

She specially put on the now popular peach blossom makeup, and her pink and tender face seemed to be two or three years younger. She took a satisfied look in the mirror, and then arrived at the set with a sweet smile on her face.

As soon as she arrived, she noticed something was wrong.

When she came to the set before, there was a circle of people around her, talking, laughing, and asking her questions.

But now... they were all standing not far away, whispering, and their eyes seemed to fall on her from time to time.

Pei Zijie thought it was because Han Xiao looked at her in public yesterday, so her pretty smile became a bit unsustainable, and her hatred for Xia Taozhi deepened in her heart.

She had no choice but to pretend not to notice, and skipped over to a staff member with whom she had a good relationship on weekdays to say hello.

"Hey, Xiao Li, why do you want to run away when you see me?"

As soon as she arrived in front of them, Xiao Li, who was in charge of the props, ran away in a panic, smiling awkwardly as he ran: "I'm sorry, Miss Pei, I suddenly remembered that I still have some unfinished business, so I'm going to go and do some work first, excuse me. "

This can be said to be quite deliberate.

Several times in a row, Pei Zijie's proactive greetings were met with cold treatment.

She was in a terrible mood.

At this time, someone hit me on the shoulder. It turned out to be a supporting actress in the same crew.

The other party sneered: "I wish you were too shameless to come to the set. You are indeed a contestant who wants to steal your husband from others. You are so shameless."

"What did you say?!" Pei Zijie was furious.

"What are you pretending to be? Haven't you read the online news?"

Online news…

Pei Zijie ignored the quarrel with the other party and hurriedly opened her phone. It was as if a thunderbolt struck her. Her ears were buzzing, her eyes were blurred, and she almost lost her balance.

The first trending news item.

#PEIZIJIE’S MYSTERY BOYFRIEND#

Clicking in, there were several pictures of Pei Zijie and the man alone in the dressing room. Through the misplaced shooting, the distance between the two of them looked very ambiguous.

And in the middle of the night, alone and alone, in an empty dressing room...

It's hard not to think wildly.

Pei Zijie screamed in anger: "How could this happen!!"