Chapter 878: Conversation

Suddenly, his cell phone rang, Song Jia's call.

He took his cell phone and was about to go out to answer the call. Olivia pulled him back with a crazy look on her face and said, "Why are you going out? Did that bitch call? Answer it here!"

"Stop it!" he said angrily.

Olivia frantically snatched the phone away and answered the call.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Olivia said coldly.

"We're at the door, open the door." Song Jia's faint voice came from the mobile phone.

After hearing this, Olivia sneered and said, "You dare to come to me, you are very brave."

With that said, she walked to open the door.

An Wen and Song Jia were standing at the door of the room. Olivia's agent quickly pulled Olivia back and said with a smile: "Miss An, why are you here? Go and wait for me outside. Let's go out and talk about anything."

"No, I'm here to see Olivia." An Wen looked at Olivia who looked crazy and said, "You guys go out, I have something to say to Olivia alone."

"Okay, I also have a lot to say to you bitch." Olivia's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

How dare Olivia's agent let them be alone together, saying: "Olivier is not in good mental condition right now. I don't know if she will do something dangerous."

"I'll be fine." An Wen said.

Song Jia believed this, so she winked and asked Agent Olivia to go out with her.

Before closing the door, Olivia's manager gave Olivia a crazy wink to tell her to stop messing around, and said to An Wen: "If you have anything to do, be sure to call us. I have the room card."

Song Jia also looked worried, and she said seriously: "Don't beat me to death or cripple you!"

Olivia's agent: "?"

The door closed and An Wen looked at Olivia.

Olivia cursed: "Bitch, I made you dissatisfied!"

Without saying a word, she rushed towards An Wen, her hands turned into claws to grab An Wen's hair.

An Wen dodged nimbly and kicked Olivia in the stomach. Olivia was kicked away and fell to the wall.

After sliding to the ground, Olivia held her stomach and couldn't get up.

"I'm not here to fight with you, I'm just here to tell you that you are just someone else's gun, not the only one." An Wen said.

Olivia seemed to be reminded by her, crawling to go to the dressing table, but An Wen stood in front of her.

"Do you really want me to die? Olivia." An Wen asked lightly.

"Yes, you will die in my hands. Don't even think about leaving alive today!" Olivia said fiercely.

"Can I ask why you hate me so much?" An Wen asked with a smile instead of anger.

"You used the backstage to steal my role and joined forces with those bitches to destroy me. Shouldn't I kill you?" Olivia pushed herself to stand up, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Why do you like to deceive yourself so much? You said that I stole your role. If you thought so on the first day, I would understand. But your role has already been completed. You already know whether I stole the role or not. It's just that you can't believe it." An Wen turned the chair in front of the dressing table and sat on it.

"You're talking nonsense! Your bad acting skills are worthy of comparison with mine!" Olivia's voice rose several degrees.

"Director John Kerry doesn't like to use yellow people. This shouldn't be a secret, right? Are you deceiving yourself or jealous of me?" An Wen asked.

"Who do you think you are that I'm jealous of you?" Olivia said like a cat whose tail was stepped on.