Xiao Rongrong was not on good terms with most of the production team, and it showed; most of the staff members stood at a careful distance to gawk at the spectacle. The women secretly rubbed their hands in glee at Xiao Rongrong’s misfortune, while the men hung about to watch the stripshow.
Rrrrrrriiiiiip! The Tigress ripped Xiao Rongrong’s costume apart. A moment later, Xiao Rongrong shrieked hoarsely as her clothes scattered about her.
Yan Huan fingered her own costume, wondering whether it was actually made of paper. How was it possible for the costume to tear so easily?
The ripping sounds continued. Yi Ling stepped in front of Yan Huan and said gravely, “Huanhuan, don’t even think about going over to help Xiao Rongrong. This isn’t the time to be a saint, so don’t be stupid now.”
Yan Huan was embarrassed by Yi Ling’s friendly reminder. Did she look like a saint to Yi Ling? In her previous life, Yan Huan had been far from a saint, and she was not about to start becoming one in this life. She was not foolish enough to save her enemy; if it had not been for Lu Yi, Yan Huan would have suffered a fate worse than what Xiao Rongrong was going through now. Would Xiao Rongrong have helped her then? Of course not. She would have sooner kicked Yan Huan when she was down than pull her up from the ground.
Rrrrrrriiiiiip! Xiao Rongrong was now completely naked; she did not even have any underwear on. Her milky white “puppies” bounced in the air.
The Tigress clamped her hands around Xiao Rongrong’s breasts. Yan Huan knew that if she were in Xiao Rongrong’s place, she would have attempted suicide by dashing her head against the wall by now; death seemed preferable to the humiliation of having an unfamiliar woman squeeze her naked breasts in front of so many people.
The Tigress ruthlessly squeezed Xiao Rongrong’s breasts. “I see now why you were able to seduce so many men. You’ve added a little something inside, haven’t you?”
Pffffft! One of the staff members, in the middle of drinking a cup of water, sprayed his mouthful of water onto the floor when he heard what the Tigress had said.
Added something, eh? Everyone on the set knew exactly what that meant.
It meant that Xiao Rongrong had breast augmentation surgery, which explained the size of her melons. Everyone wondered if the actress dared to fly on a plane; surely there was a risk of her giant implants exploding from the change in altitude?
When Director Zheng finally returned to the set, he was startled to see the mess on the set, and the naked woman lying on the floor. The sight burned his eyes, but he had to take a closer look—wait, that was his female lead!
What was going on? He stared at the scene before him, dumbfounded. It was a long moment before he finally collected himself.
“Pull them apart, quickly!” he shouted at the staff beside him. This was a movie set, not a fighting ring. He could not understand why a woman had barged on to his set to beat up his female lead, and then strip her naked. Director Zheng quickly averted his eyes when he realized what he was looking at; he was not the type to ogle Xiao Rongrong’s nude body in the midst of all the chaos.
A few of the male staff finally approached Tigress Zuo when they heard the director’s orders. They pulled her away from Xiao Rongrong, who had already fainted from embarrassment, anger, and pain. The men could not stop themselves from stealing glances at the actress: she was almost entirely naked. There was a scrap of cloth over her groin, but it was so tiny it might as well not be there.
“Hands off! I’m going to beat this homewrecker to death! Xiao Rongrong, you shameless slut, you seduced my husband and caused him to be indicted by a prosecutor. You’ve ruined his life! You’ve destroyed my future, and my children’s, too! Xiao Rongrong, I hope you die a horrible death, you whore, you slut…”
