Li Yiyi shot her a cold look and snapped, "So now you're crying? What were you thinking earlier?"
Li Jiawen's lips parted, as if to say something, but the words died in her throat when she met Li Yiyi's icy stare.
Li Yiyi wasn't particularly fond of her niece. But they were family, after all, and she was the one who had brought Li Jiawen into the entertainment industry. As her aunt, she felt a certain responsibility to look out for her.
But with Li Jiawen stirring up this much trouble, Li Yiyi's expression was understandably dark.
After chiding her niece, she turned to Li Jiawen's manager. "And you. How could you not get ahead of this with PR? You actually let them drop one exposé with solid proof after another."
