Fang Xueyi gritted her teeth. She didn't dare to offend Xie Daoxuan. How could she not dare to offend a mere assistant like Xie Daoxuan?

Fang Xueyi winked at Wen Ying, who immediately closed the dressing room door. She took two steps forward and raised her hand to hit Wan Juanjuan.

His wrist was firmly grasped by someone, and it was Xie Daoxuan again.

She raised her head lazily, with a hint of sarcasm on her lips, "It seems that you didn't remember the slap last ...