The actress is reborn and is chasing after her husband.

Schimerlin grabbed his pajamas, then turned off the lights and closed the door. He carried the basin of water to the bathroom, feeling sticky all over.

After she finished showering, she changed into clean short-sleeved shirts and shorts, threw her training uniform into the washing machine, and did not return to her bedroom.

Instead, he went to the refrigerator and took out a can of beer.

The living room was a bit stuffy, so she opened the window, closed the screen, sat on the sofa, and turned on only the small table lamp.

The moment the can of beer was opened, a sound broke the silence of the room.

Schimerlin gulped down several mouthfuls of ice-cold beer, trying to calm his restless heart.

Unfortunately, when the night is quiet, my usually clear thoughts become more sentimental and even prone to wild imaginings.

Sometimes she felt quite fortunate that she was still somewhat useful, able to protect her sister from those filthy and unsavory thoughts.

However, she also clearly sensed a change in her sister's mindset; perhaps one day she would succumb to the coercion of those wealthy people and ultimately lose herself…

Thinking about this, she became even more annoyed and frustrated.

In just a few sips, a can of beer was empty.

She gripped the can tightly, head down, teeth clenched, a strange impulse rising within her.

She didn't hesitate for long. She got up, walked to the refrigerator, took out a can of beer, opened it, tilted her head back, and quickly finished the beer as she swallowed faster.

She threw the can into the trash can, went to the living room to turn off the lamp, and when she returned to the bedroom door, she grasped the doorknob but hesitated, lacking the courage to open it.

She could sense that impulsive force would lead her to do unpredictable things, so how was she any different from those people?

The doorknob felt like a hot potato, so she quickly let go of it.

Regaining her senses, she quickly turned and went back to the living room. As she collapsed onto the sofa, utterly exhausted, she finally felt completely drained…

It was past 2 a.m. at Bixi Garden.

Mei Xiaofei came out of the bathroom after washing up, wearing a light navy blue nightgown. When she entered the living room, Yu Qingtong was still cleaning up the wine bottles and broken glasses that she had knocked over, as well as the wine spilled all over the floor.

"If there's a next time, you know what the consequences will be."

A cold, icy voice broke the deadlock.

Yu Qingtong endured the pain from being pierced by shards of glass, slowly stood up, and turned to meet those cold, dark eyes.

"Mr. Mei, I can resign at any time as punishment..."

A similarly calm and composed voice rang out.

Mei Xiaofei slowly approached her, a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes: "Are you serious?"

"You're always unhappy if I stay by your side, so why bother?"

"It seems you've already planned your escape route."

Based on her understanding of her, she would never fight an unprepared battle.

Yu Qingtong smiled coldly: "These are none of President Mei's business."

Mei Xiaofei suddenly grabbed her by the neck, his eyes filled with an unusually fierce look: "You can only leave if I agree."

Despite being choked and suffocated, Yu Qingtong remained fearless, still sneering, "Why would President Mei need someone like me around as an eyesore..."

Mei Xiaofei pulled her closer, a hint of panic flashing in his deep, dark eyes: "So, you're serious?"

"Didn't you already know, Ms. Mei, why I stayed by your side? Have you forgotten?"

Yu Qingtong abruptly shook off her hand, coughing incessantly, her face flushed red.

"You're not short of money?"

Mei Xiaofei couldn't possibly forget that he was the one who provoked her first, and then caused her brother to be beaten into a vegetative state.

"I'm short of money more than anyone else, but I don't want to work with my enemy anymore."

Yu Qingtong made a resolute decision and threw the towel she was using to wipe the floor onto the ground.

The blood flowing from my hands had mixed with the red wine, making it impossible to distinguish which drop was blood and which was wine.

"Enemy!"

Mei Xiaofei scoffed.

"Isn't that right? If it weren't for you, if it weren't for Mei Qiteng, my brother would never have woken up, and my mother would have fallen seriously ill because of it..."

Yu Qingtong roared, all her hidden and suppressed emotions finally erupting at this moment, her eyes filled with hatred.

"Mei Xiaofei, I hate you, I will never forgive you..."

She shouted angrily and turned to leave.

Mei Xiaofei swiftly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Her gaze was fixed intently on her, her breathing heavy: "You've been mine for a long time. Without my permission, you dare leave even a step..."

Filled with rage, Yu Qingtong struggled violently: "When have I ever been your person? If it weren't for making money, I wouldn't even want to see you..."

These words completely enraged Mei Xiaofei. Ignoring her fury, she kissed her directly and tried to tear off her clothes with great force.

Yu Qingtong knew what she was about to do, but she was extremely disgusted. After breaking free with all her might, she slapped her hard across the face.

The crisp sound was like a thunderclap, pulling both of them back to reality.

"Mei Xiaofei, I never want to see you again..."

Yu Qingtong harbored deep resentment and quickly turned and fled the place.

Mei Xiaofei was left standing there, her face marked with finger marks from the blows, but she was now numb from the pain.

Why is she so heartbroken?

Why did she feel flustered when she heard Yu Qingtong say she was leaving?

Why did she feel a pang of regret when she learned that the other woman still hated her?

Why is she reluctant to let her go?

Mei Xiaofei stared at the closed door, a sudden sense of fear washing over her. Yu Qingtong would never come back; she had said she never wanted to see her again…

Yu Qingtong, who had quickly run out of the residential area, finally stopped.

On the deserted, dimly lit street, she leaned against a large tree, panting heavily.

An unprecedented sense of ease and freedom swept over her; she realized how wonderful it felt to break free from her shackles.

She can finally leave Mei Xiaofei, and finally be herself again...

Although she may have felt some reluctance before, that reluctance vanished when she got angry tonight.

A cold-blooded and ruthless person does not deserve to have feelings, and she should not have any hope.

As for how to earn money to support her family in the future, she believes that as long as she is not lazy, she will find a suitable job.

For her, truly getting out of her predicament meant no longer relying on her enemies.

She was awakened by a crashing sound coming from inside the room after having a nightmare for half the night. She sat up abruptly and, when she realized what was happening, rushed to the bedroom door.

As soon as the door opened, I saw my sister lying on the ground, touching her head with her hand.

She fell off the bed...

She rushed over and helped her up.

"Sis, is your head injury serious?"

She was concerned and worried.

Shu Xiangyu sat back on the bed to ease the pain in her head.

He then got up and went to the bathroom to wash up without saying a word. Xi Molin had drunk beer the night before and also had an unpleasant smell, so he followed him to wash up.

After Shu Xiangyu finished washing up and returned to her room, she sat quietly on the edge of the bed, and her vague thoughts gradually became clear.

The events of last night kept flashing through my mind, and the place where I was hit didn't hurt as much anymore.

After a long silence, she looked at Momo, who was standing there dumbfounded, with a deep gaze: "Didn't you leave last night? Why are you still there?"

Schimerlin lowered his head, picking at his fingers like a child who had done something wrong: "I... was worried about you, so I turned back halfway there."

"So, you still insist on bringing me back."

Shu Xiangyu's voice grew colder and colder, like an ice knife scraping against your face in the dead of winter.

"Sorry…"

"Why are you making decisions for me? Haven't I told you how important this opportunity is to me?"

Shu Xiangyu suddenly stood up, her crimson eyes filled with reproach.

Schimerlin raised his head, meeting her gaze, which was different from usual: "But don't you know what those people are planning?"

"I'm mentally prepared for this if I dare to keep the appointment..."

"Didn't you say back then that you would keep yourself pure and virtuous? Have you forgotten?"

Schimerling couldn't help but ask her, since she had once made such a solemn promise.

Shu Xiangyu said self-deprecatingly, "Things are different now. Do you know how competitive the entertainment industry is these days? Do you think that having a hit drama means you can get all the good resources without limit? Do you think I don't want to keep a clean reputation?"

"Once you step into this industry, you have to abide by its rules. I can't stay aloof, and I certainly can't give up such a great opportunity..."

"So if I don't go, you'll willingly go with them."

Schimerlin's voice was low, as if he were disappointed.

Shu Xiangyu said weakly in a low voice, "Perhaps..."

"No, you can't do this."

She suddenly stared intently at her, the resentment and unwillingness in her heart finally overwhelming her accumulated unease.

Just as she had imagined, she completely succumbed to those unspoken rules.

Shu Xiangyu was stunned by her angry roar.

“I won’t allow you to wallow in self-pity like this. You can clearly choose a bright and easy path, why do you have to compromise?”

"If Rong's parents knew, what would they think?"

Her words also enraged Shu Xiangyu, who was already emotionally charged. Her eyes turned cold as she questioned, "Xi Molin, haven't I been too lenient with you all these years? Now you're trying to control me. When have I ever needed you to make decisions for me...?"

Schimerlin's hands, hanging at his sides, were already clenched into fists.

Her words were like sharp thorns, piercing her heart. The pain, along with an unprecedented bitterness, filled her heart, making it unbearable.

The suppressed impulse suddenly resurfaced at this moment. Without warning, she reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her in front of her, her burning gaze fixed on her: "I won't interfere with other things, but I'm determined to take care of these things."

Shu Xiangyu was startled by her sudden action and tried to break free, but her arms were held tightly.

"open…"

The two were standing too close together, unlike their usual sisterly relationship, which made her feel flustered.

"I told you to let go..."

Shu Xiangyu's voice grew even colder.

Schimerlin frowned, remaining silent and unsure of what to say, his grip on her hand never loosening, his eyes revealing a different kind of urgency and depth.

"What exactly do you want? Shimmering, I'm your sister, my affairs..."

She was too strong, and he couldn't break free, so he tried to reason with her.

"I stopped considering you my sister a long time ago..."

Schimerlin abruptly interrupted her.