The actress is reborn and is chasing after her husband.

Even after being bitten several times, Ximerlin did not let go.

Those incredibly soft lips, and the desire that lingered deep within her heart, drove her mad.

Shu Xiangyu could only experience the thrill of love she had never felt before.

After an unknown amount of time, the kiss, tinged with a hint of blood, finally ended amidst panting.

Schimerlin's drunken consciousness had cleared considerably, and he still held her tightly with both hands, afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

Shu Xiangyu's chest heaved as she looked at her with a deep, cold gaze: "Do you know... what you're doing?"

“Of course I know… Since our relationship can’t go back, why can’t I do something I like?”

Schimerling rarely displayed a sense of shamelessness.

"And what about Yu Qingtong? What is she anyway?"

She retorted, her eyes clearly showing anger.

Do you want to know about our relationship?

"What your relationship is has nothing to do with me..."

"I kissed you, don't you want an explanation?"

A surge of inexplicable anger suddenly overwhelmed Shu Xiangyu's composure. Taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, she forcefully shoved her away, nearly causing her to crash into the railing. She then braced herself against the steps to her feet, her eyes blazing with fury: "I don't want any explanations. I'm your sister, and I always will be. Who you like or dislike is none of my business. But let me tell you, there's never any possibility between us..."

She turned and left, no longer caring whether she could get home.

Xi Molin staggered to his feet and caught up with her, his head throbbing terribly: "Sister, let me explain, Sister Yu and I..."

Shu Xiangyu ruthlessly shook off her hand that was holding him and said coldly, "I told you, you don't need to explain to me. You said it yourself, she's a good person, she deserves to be liked, and she deserves your goodwill... I wish you both well."

"You keep saying you don't like me, so why are you so concerned about my relationship with Sister Yu?"

The shouts of questioning echoed in my ears, impossible to ignore.

When Schimerlin faced her again, he mustered his courage and asked the question that had been buried in his heart for so long: "How long do you intend to deceive yourself? I can tell you have feelings for me too..."

Shu Xiangyu clenched her fists, her brows furrowed, her expression growing increasingly grave: "I can't deny that my feelings for you are different from those for others, but that doesn't mean my affection for you is the kind that cannot be tolerated by the world. Xi Molin, now that you've made your choice, then devote yourself wholeheartedly to her. Let's pretend tonight's events never happened, and don't bring them up again. If you continue to be so stubborn, then we should never see each other again..."

She solemnly warned her, took a few steps back, said no more, and turned to leave.

Shermerling was left standing there, frozen in place; her hopes had been dashed.

Why is it so hard to like someone? She almost revealed Sister Yu's secret. Maybe she really doesn't deserve to be liked.

The relationship, which had reached rock bottom, was ultimately destroyed by her again, and could never be the same again. She slapped herself hard, and then, in her drunken state, she acted out, leading to the current irreparable damage.

She desperately wanted to tell her that her feelings for her went beyond mere superficiality, but if she continued to force her, those feelings would change and turn into something pitiful.

When she finally dragged her heavy, swaying body home, Shu Xiangyu arrived even later. Neither of them spoke, pretending that everything was as usual.

At this time, Yang Yufen came out after washing up, said a few words to them, and did not find anything unusual before returning to her bedroom.

Schimerling leaned back on the sofa, his mind clear but his head feeling unusually heavy.

The atmosphere was tense at this moment.

Shu Xiangyu lowered his eyes and remained silent, then turned and walked upstairs.

Xi Molin felt a pang of sadness. She struggled to her feet, turned off the light, and, holding onto the railing, went back upstairs. Feeling guilty, she didn't even go back to her room, but instead went to Xiang Jun's empty bedroom.

Now all her beliefs have been shattered, leaving only a numb shell. How can she face her sister who has always treated her so well?

Tears gradually soaked the pillow; youthful, impetuous love always ends so abruptly…

Shu Xiangyu sat alone on the edge of the bed, feeling utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally. Since she stopped working, she had been enduring endless torment and mental anguish from reality day and night.

She didn't know if her career could be restored, or whether she should compromise to obtain the resources she wanted, or how to completely sever ties with Momo.

All the questions kept echoing in her mind. The choices were right there, but she didn't know where to start, because she knew that once she compromised, she could never go back to her former purity.

After washing up in the bathroom, she made her way to the outside of Xiangjun's bedroom, quietly turned the doorknob, and pushed open the door.

In the dim light, she quietly came to the bedside and saw that she was already fast asleep. After letting out a long sigh, she still helped her take off her clothes and pants, and then got a hot towel to wipe her face and body.

Perhaps only time can mend the sisterly relationship between them. Hopefully, when she grows up and becomes more sensible, she will be able to understand what she should and shouldn't do.

Although I'm reluctant to be cruel to her, continuing like this is not good for either of us.

He closed the door and left, leaving behind only a deep sigh.

The next day, around 8 a.m., Yang Yufen called Momo downstairs for breakfast.

Xi Molin groggily woke up and sat up, wearing only thermal underwear. She couldn't quite remember if she had taken off her own clothes, so she quickly put them back on.

But there was an unpleasant smell upstairs, so she could only timidly walk outside the bedroom. The door was open, and her sister wasn't there, so she went in and changed into a clean set of clothes.

Having calmed down considerably, she went downstairs to the dining table and saw Yang Ma sitting next to her. She lowered her head and sat across the table from them. The relaxed atmosphere of the past was gone, and everyone remained silent.

Yang Yufen sat opposite her and suddenly asked, "Mo Mo, how did you hurt your lip?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Xi Molin and Shu Xiangyu's expressions changed instantly. Recalling their passionate kiss the night before, their faces flushed.

She could only give an awkward smile: "I drank a bit too much last night and accidentally bumped into something..."

Seeing that there were some bruises on her forehead, Yang Yufen advised, "Drinking is bad for your health. You should drink less alcohol in the future."

"Um…"

"You guys come with me to buy some New Year's goods later."

Shu Xiangyu sipped his porridge and replied softly, "Mom, I have to go back to Haishi later. I have some work to do."

Yang Yufen's expression darkened: "The New Year is just a few days away. Can't we go back and deal with it after the New Year?"

"You know my work can't wait..."

She spoke tactfully.

But only Xi Molin knew in her heart that when Xiangjun came back tomorrow, they would pretend to sleep together as before, but she didn't want to stay at home and didn't want to face her anymore.

She hung her head, her face turning deathly pale. Despite her excruciating heartache, she could only feign composure.