Entertainment: If you asked him to be a star, he'd just want to quit.

The man embraced and kissed his lover, who was as soft and fragrant as jade, and then they both fell onto the soft bed.

Suddenly, the bed let out a deep sigh, as if crying out for its fate.

The two embraced and kissed, feeling their temperatures rise, and a romantic atmosphere filled the room.

Beneath the blankets lay two bodies, rising and falling, radiating the sweet love between the two.

Just as the man was about to enter, the woman suddenly turned pale and screamed, stopping him from taking any further action.

"do not want!"

Ellie let out a mournful cry, her face filled with fear and despair, and a single tear silently slid down her cheek.

The man, who was in high spirits, was suddenly interrupted like this, and it felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his whole body.

He looked at his lover beneath him, puzzled.

What came into view was her pained and pale face.

"Wife, what's wrong with you?"

Ellie was breathing heavily, and the large expanse of snow on her chest, which was exposed under the light, was dazzlingly white as it heaved violently.

"Honey, no, I... I'm not feeling well, let's skip it this time."

Ellie paused for a moment, then turned her face away, speaking in a pleading tone.

Seeing that his lover wouldn't speak, the man had no choice but to turn over and lie down on her side, then reach out and pull the woman's delicate body into his arms.

"Okay, just tell me beforehand if you're not feeling well. I won't force you."

Listening to her husband's comforting words, Ellie felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife. She didn't dare turn her head to look at him, afraid that her expression would give him a clue.

"Okay, honey, go to sleep early."

Ellie spoke softly.

After a moment, I could hear the man's steady breathing.

She gently turned her head, looking at her lover so close to her, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

She felt extremely guilty towards her husband; just now, all that painful memory flashed through her mind.

For the past few nights, she has been waking up from nightmares, each one depicting her being cruelly humiliated.

She hated herself, hated the person who humiliated her, and hated even more the person who led her to hell.

But she was just a weak woman, and in the face of capital, her attempt to fight back was tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.

Left with no other option, she chose to escape.

She fled the city she loved yet hated.

Silent weeping raged through the night; she bore the despair and helplessness of the pain all by herself.

……

Yuexuan Studio.

Hu Jiao knocked on Lin Yue's office door.

"Sister Yue, it's time to get off work."

Lin Yue's voice came from inside.

"Okay, almost done."

Li Mingxuan went to Kyoto these past two days and wasn't at the studio, so Hu Jiao stayed with Lin Yue until she got off work.

Carrying her handbag, Lin Yue turned off the lights and walked out with a graceful and charming figure.

"Sister Yue, do you think Li Mingxuan will meet any important figures in Kyoto?"

Hu Jiao suddenly asked.

"What big shot?"

Lin Yue turned to look at her.

"You mean national leaders, such as this chief or that commander?" Hu Jiao looked at her eagerly with bright eyes on her round face.

"What are you thinking? He's just going to record a song and film a music video, not to attend a summit. What important figures could he possibly meet?" Lin Yue rolled her eyes at her, thinking to herself that this girl really had a rich imagination.

"Ah, I thought I'd get to meet people I only see on TV." Hu Jiao said, looking disappointed.

"Alright, stop daydreaming, get in the car."

As she spoke, she tossed her the car keys and headed toward the elevator.

Sitting in the car, I glanced at my WeChat interface. It was past nine o'clock at night. I wondered what Li Mingxuan was doing.

With a tap of her finger, she sent a message to Li Mingxuan.

A few minutes later, still no reply, she pouted. It's so late and he still hasn't answered. Is he still busy?

Did he go out and fool around?

It shouldn't be; it's unlikely she would have time to follow him.

She shook her head to clear her mind of those random thoughts, then closed her eyes, leaned back in her chair, and rested for a bit.

Kyoto.

Li Mingxuan walked out of the TV station building with slightly heavy steps, followed by Xu Wuxia and Zhao Lu.

Hsiao Ching-teng went and drove the car over.

This recording session took Li Mingxuan the longest and involved the most recording attempts.

He used it five times before he was satisfied with the result.

Previously, he would record a song in one or two takes, but this time he had enough time to record two songs.

It's clear that he takes this song very seriously!

"Brother Xuan, would you like some water?" Xu Wuxia asked, noticing the fatigue on Li Mingxuan's face and feeling a pang of heartache.

"No need, I'm just a little tired. I'll go back and get some rest."

Li Mingxuan waved his hand.

Two minutes later, Xiao Jingteng drove up and pulled up next to them.

After everyone was seated, they started the car and headed in the direction of daylight.

On the way, Li Mingxuan took out his phone and saw several unread messages.

Upon opening the package, I saw that the messages were from Chang Xuanling, Lin Yue, and Liu Wenyuan.

Chang Xuanling knew he was coming to Kyoto and sent him a guide on where to eat and have fun in Kyoto.

It seems this girl is more knowledgeable about things like eating, drinking, and having fun. After their first meeting, she sent him a very detailed travel guide to Shanghai.

After replying to her, I sent a message to Aunt Liu, and then I saw a message from Lin Yue, which was sent twenty minutes ago.

Thinking that she probably hadn't rested yet, I called her back.

The phone rang for a long time before she finally answered.

"Hey, why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

"I was just taking a shower, I didn't hear you." Lin Yueyue's pleasant voice made Li Mingxuan's heart skip a beat.

"Oh? So you're not naked right now, are you?" Li Mingxuan joked.

"Yeah, you can't see it anyway."

Lin Yue's frank admission almost made Li Mingxuan throw his phone away.

"You shameless tigress!"

Li Mingxuan was speechless, cursing her, but he couldn't help but imagine the scene in his mind.

Ugh, I can't take it anymore, I'm getting a little tipsy!

He quickly shook his head, trying to shake the thought off.

"Haha, you little pervert, didn't you say that?"

Lin Yue let out a hearty laugh.

"Hmph, you're going to respond to me now!" Li Mingxuan said fiercely.

"Tch, you're all talk and no action," Lin Yue muttered under her breath.

"What are you doing?"

"I just finished recording a song and I'm walking back now. They said they're going to shoot a music video tomorrow," Li Mingxuan replied.

"What? You sound tired?" Lin Yue raised her delicate eyebrows slightly.

"Hmm, it's alright." Li Mingxuan pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Didn't you see any important figures?" Lin Yue asked, echoing the question Hu Jiao had asked her not long ago.

"You met the Minister of the Propaganda Department and the Director of Kyoto Television. Does that make you a big shot?" Li Mingxuan asked her with a smile.