How did she know that as soon as she spoke, Du Juan said what she wanted to say one step ahead of her?

It was a little difficult for her to get out of the situation.

"Auntie Du, wasn't I mentored by you? Without you, the mentor who led me into the industry, it would be impossible for me to be where I am today."

Du Juan replied with a fake smile, "Chunxue, how can I be your mentor? You are someone who has even been praised by internationally renowned directors!"

After the two exchanged a few words, Chunxue sheepishly hung up the phone.

She really didn't expect that Du Juan would hold a grudge.

She didn't receive any pay when filming "Red Cherry". She made a cameo as a favor, yet they even wanted her to record the ending song for free.

In this world, how can there be such a pie in the sky?

What's more, how can she refuse an invitation from an internationally renowned director at this time?

No one can refuse the invitation of a foreign director for a domestic movie.

After hanging up the phone, Chunxue swept the bottles and jars on her dressing table to the ground.

After sweeping them to the ground, she looked at the bottles and jars rolling on the carpet, while feeling inexplicably upset.

Why is "Red Cherry" such a hit?

If the box office of "Red Cherry" wasn't so good, she wouldn't be this unbalanced.

She was so angry.

She was so angry that she was about to explode.

As Chunxue was fuming, she looked at herself in the glasses.

She subconsciously stroked the corners of her eyes. She couldn't get angry. If she got angry, she would have wrinkles.

Wrinkles would show up very conspicuously on camera.

Chunxue had to pick up the bottles and jars on the ground, find the eye cream from them, and apply a thin layer to the corners of her eyes.

"Ding dong, customer service."

As soon as Chunxue opened the door of the hotel room, she saw that two tall and strong black men stood behind the door.

One of the black people said in broken Chinese, "Miss Chunxue, our Young Master wants to see you."

Chunxue's pretty face turned pale. She had an instinctive fear of black people.

She tried to close the door.

The black man stretched out his hand and opened Chunxue's door. The black man took out a pistol expressionlessly and pointed his black muzzle at Chunxue's temple.

"Do you want money? I will give it to you."

How could Chunxue have ever experienced such a situation? The Empire banned guns, so ordinary people didn't even know what real guns looked like.

"Our Young Master would like Miss Chunxue to come with us."

Chunxue was startled. What Young Master?

"I don't know any Young Masters!"

The black men didn't bother responding to this troublesome woman. The two black men held Chunxue's arm left to right and dragged Chunxue out of the hotel.

Chunxue kept calling for help along the way.

However, no one was willing to come up to rescue Chunxue.

Chunxue was stuffed into a seven-seater van. As she was sitting in the van, she trembled and her eyes were full of fear.

Chunxue's heart was pounding wildly.

In the car, there was an indescribable strange smell, and Chunxue wondered if it was the smell of blood.

She didn't know how long the van had been driving, but the roadside scenery was getting more and more desolate.

The surrounding area was deserted and there was no one in the wilderness. Chunxue did not doubt that these people might kill her after raping her, then abandon her corpse in the wilderness.

Countless terrible thoughts flashed through her mind.

Before coming to Country M, Chunxue, like most people, thought Country M was a paradise where the men were gentlemen and the women were elegant.

Chunxue didn't know that this wasn't the situation at all until she actually arrived in Country M!