Lin Fan wasn't deliberately trying to upset Liu Yina; he was just being straightforward because he had no reason to flatter her.
Lin Fan nodded: "If it weren't for your father, getting into the entertainment industry would probably be like the eighteenth level of hell for you."
Although Liu Yina wanted to hear the truth, Lin Fan's words were too harsh, and she was finding it hard to handle.
"Am I really that bad? Lin Fan, do you still hold a grudge against me, so you're intentionally trying to undermine me?" Liu Yina asked, somewhat indignantly.
Lin Fan replied, "Let me ask you, can you sing or dance?"
Liu Yina shook her head: "No."
Lin Fan asked, "Can you act?"
Liu Yina said, "No. But Xiaoyue can't do these either, can she?"
