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The crew had waited for about half an hour when Xia Ning and Zhang Tingting came back.

Xia Ning stopped the car at the starting point. She got off and said to Director Zeng, “Sorry, Director Zeng. Miss Zhang told me that she wasn’t used to drag racing. So she asked me to take her for a longer ride. She remarked that she would act well this time.”

Zeng Jun glanced at Xia Ning, and suddenly directed his eyes behind her towards Zhang Tingting. He then looked away quickly and told the assistant director beside him, “Get ready again in ten minutes.”

“Okay,” the assistant director answered at once while directing his gaze towards Xia Ning enthusiastically. His hands were holding a notebook and a pen as they trembled.

While Xia Ning was going to have a rest, someone suddenly stopped her.

“Goddess, may I ask for your autograph?”

Seeing the trembling notebook page before her and the assistant director’s enthusiastic look, Xia Ning immediately understood. Gently smiling, Xia Ning put her index finger before her lips to make a gesture of confidentiality. She nodded at the assistant director and then went straight to the rest area.

Turning to look at Xia Ning’s back, the assistant director became more excited. He could not help but exclaiming, “A real goddess! I’m bloody lucky!” He was a racing fan, his favorite racing team being the Golden Lion. Furthermore, he had a special fondness for the sole female member, “Goddess.” “Goddess,” however, had left the team five years ago and never showed up again. It was beyond his imagination that she was Xia Ning!

“Assistant director, would you please give me a bottle of water?” Zhang Tingting’s weak voice came beside him.

Turning to glance at her, the assistant director regained his composure. “There’s water in the rest area. Go and drink it yourself.” He looked upon her pale face with disdain. “It’s her honor to ride in the goddess’s car. But from the look of her, she was timid and scared. If I were her, I would be in a completely different state.”

Watching the assistant director going away alone, Zhang Tingting suffered from weakness and strived hard to walk towards the rest area step by step.

Yes, she was afraid that she would not be able to meet Xia Ning’s requirements. She was afraid that Xia Ning would act against her. Her instinct told her that Xia Ning was essentially a lunatic who would do what she said.

There were so many scandals about Xia Ning, but she was able to hush them up every time. Xia Ning even owned shares in large entertainment companies like SE Entertainment. Furthermore, she was a major shareholder. Probably, as many people said, there was a rich and powerful person behind her. Anyway, Xia Ning belonged to the type of individuals Zhang Tingting could not afford to offend. Now she bitterly regretted it.

In the following drag racing scene, both Xia Ning and Zhang Tingting performed well. Zhang Tingting even took it a step further and showed her horror so impressively that the director could not help praising her from within.

After driving back, Xia Ning alighted and remarked to Zhang Tingting, “Miss Zhang is professional indeed.”

Zhang Tingting smiled but could not say anything. Because only she knew that she really felt horror deep inside her. If she was not able to free herself from this matter, the consequence would be unbearable for her.

After that, it was basically Xia Ning’s part. She kept acting smoothly in peak condition.

It was not until darkness closed in that the shooting finished and Xia Ning went back to rest.

As soon as she reached the door, someone called her behind.

“Xia Ning, can we have a talk?”

Xia Ning turned to look at Zhang Tingting, who folded her arms with a sense of anxiety.

Xia Ning gazed at her and said coldly, “I have nothing to talk about with Miss Zhang.”

“No, Xia Ning!” Zhang Tingting rushed forward immediately and grabbed Xia Ning’s arm.

Xia Ning glanced at Zhang Tingting’s hand on her arm, and Zhang Tingting shrank back promptly.

Xia Ning looked away and opened the door. She said indifferently, “Come in.”

Zhang Tingting followed Xia Ning in. After the door was closed, she knelt straight on the ground. “Xia Ning, I meant you no harm. It was Shen Weiran who made me do it. Please let me go.”