Su Qiao had just finished showering and was getting ready for bed when she learned the news.
Host, Director Li mentioned you on B's official website. I think my identity is going to be exposed. No, that's not right—your identities as a writer and screenwriter are going to be exposed.
Although it was already rather late—past eleven—Su Qiao still answered Director Li's call.
She guessed he had calculated the time and knew she probably wasn't asleep yet.
"Miss Su, I'm very sorry. I just read some of the comments online, and I was so angry that I couldn't hold back and posted something."
Li Yuanzhao was also starting to regret his impulsiveness.
That was simply the kind of person he was. Sometimes, he couldn't control his temper. No wonder outsiders said he had a bad temper. Especially when filming failed to produce the feeling he wanted, he would lose his temper regardless of whether the other person was a top-tier celebrity.
Su Qiao sat beside her desk and opened her computer to take a look. She sighed helplessly. "You've already posted it. What can I do?"
"Forget it. Anyway, once tomorrow is over, I probably won't be able to keep a low profile anymore. So what if I become a little more high-profile?"
"However, your filming will probably have to wait a while longer. I need to deal with the matter at hand first before I'll have any free time."
What Su Qiao was referring to, of course, wasn't tomorrow's court hearing, but the effective treatment and vaccine. Those were the two most urgent matters at present.
Li Yuanzhao hurriedly said, "That's no problem. I still have quite a bit of preliminary preparation left to do on my end."
"All right. Call me once you've finished preparing over there."
"Okay.