She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

When he saw Han Shiyu frantically stabbing the pillow with scissors while cursing Fang Li, his eyes grew even colder.

Lin Mo, who was standing behind him, pushed open the ward door at the right time.

"Squeak-"

The sound of the door hinges turning startled Han Shiyu inside.

Her movements suddenly stopped, as if a pause button had been pressed.

She slowly raised her head, and when she saw Han Xi standing at the door of the ward, she froze.

The scissors in his hand fell to the ground with a loud clang.

The madness and resentment on her face gradually faded, replaced by an undisguised fear.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She just stared blankly at Han Xi, her body involuntarily shrinking back, as if she had seen some terrifying monster.

Lin Mo closed the ward door and stood guard outside, isolating the inside world from the outside world.

Only Han Xi and Han Shiyu remained in the ward.

Han Xi stepped inside, his black leather shoes making a soft sound as they trod on the scattered cotton wool.

He kicked aside a piece of broken glass at his feet, walked to the center of the room, and sat down on a relatively clean sofa.

His gaze fell calmly on Han Shiyu, as if he were looking at a clown.

Han Shiyu felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze, and her fear grew deeper and deeper.

She instinctively picked up the scissors that had fallen to the ground, gripped them tightly in her hand, and her fingers turned white from the force.

She looked at Han Xi, her lips trembling, wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say.

Time passed by, and the ward was eerily quiet, with only the sound of the two breathing.

Han Shiyu's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

She could feel Han Xi's gaze like an invisible knife, cutting her inch by inch, leaving her nowhere to hide.

After a long while, Han Xi finally spoke slowly, his voice low and cold: "Have you had enough fun?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves in Han Shiyu's heart.

She abruptly raised her head, a flicker of panic crossing her eyes, quickly replaced by venom: "It's you! It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be locked up here!"

Han Xi ignored her accusations and simply said, "Isn't it nice here? At least it's more comfortable than prison."

"I don't want to stay here! I want to get out!"

Han Shiyu shouted excitedly, waving the scissors in her hand in the air, "I'm going to get revenge on Xu Fangli! I'll make her pay!"

Han Xi looked at her frantic state and a mocking smile appeared on his face: "Revenge? You think you can take it?"

His words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the flames in Han Shiyu's heart, but also igniting a deeper hatred within her.

She stared intently at Han Xi, her eyes bloodshot: "Second brother, why are you helping her? I'm your sister! We're family!"

"family?"

Han Xi repeated those three words as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, "Who said we're family? Do you think you're really my sister just because you call me 'Second Brother'?"

"I..." Han Shiyu was speechless when asked the question, and a deep sadness flashed across her face.

Han Xi stood up, walked up to her, looked down at her, his eyes devoid of any warmth: "You have the surname Han, but that's all you have. Remember, you have never been my sister, Han Xi's sister. I, Han Xi, don't need a sister like you."

"Second brother..."

"From now on, stay here properly. Since your father went to great lengths to bring you here, I hope you can live comfortably from now on."

After saying that, he stopped looking at her and turned to walk towards the door.

Han Shiyu watched his retreating figure, her heart filled with a mixture of fear and hatred.

She suddenly stood up, picked up the scissors from the ground, and lunged at Han Xi's back, yelling, "Han Xi, go to hell!"

Hearing the commotion inside, Lin Mo immediately pushed the door open and grabbed Han Shiyu's wrist.

Han Xi stopped walking, but did not turn around.

His voice rang out coldly: "Keep an eye on her."

After saying that, he walked out of the ward without looking back.

The ward door closed again, isolating it from everything outside.

Han Shiyu was pinned to the ground by Lin Mo. She struggled frantically, cursing incessantly, "Han Xi! Xu Fangli! I won't let you get away with this! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

Her voice echoed in the empty hospital room, yet it sounded so pale and powerless.

The nurses waiting outside turned pale with fright when they heard the commotion inside, but none of them dared to go in.

They knew that the people in this ward were not people they could afford to offend.

As Han Xi walked out of the hospital, the sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting a faint ray of light.

But the light couldn't penetrate his cold eyes, nor could it dispel the gloom in his heart.

He looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and felt a slight discomfort as the air seemed to still carry the smell of disinfectant from the hospital.

Lin Mo followed behind him and said in a low voice, "Boss, we've already arranged for people to keep an eye on things at the hospital. Should we give them some instructions?"

Han Xi: "Tell the person in charge at the hospital."

Lin Mo listened quietly.

After a long while, Han Xi stopped and said without turning his head, "Since Miss Han is sick, she should be treated as needed, and she should take all the necessary medicines."

"..." Lin Mo's heart stirred.

Does the boss mean... he's really going to treat Han Shiyu as a mental patient?

Before he could ask any further questions, Han Xi had already walked straight toward his car.

Soon, the black sedan slowly drove away from Airen Mental Hospital and disappeared into the traffic in the distance.

And Kunming at that time.

After settling into the hotel and resting for a while, Wen Yang came to find Fang Li again, and they headed to the film set together.

The opening ceremony for "The Dream Never Ends" was held in a small town at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, about an hour's drive from the hotel in Kunming.

On the road.

Zhou Yufan drove, while Fang Li and Wen Yang sat in the back seat.

Music flowed softly inside the car as Fang Li and Wen Yang enjoyed the warm breeze and the beautiful scenery along the way.

At this moment, Wen Yang suddenly remembered something, leaned over the back of the seat and looked at Zhou Yufan who was driving.

"Senior, how are things between you and Senior Jingsen? I heard that quite a few things happened between you two when you went back home for the New Year."

Upon hearing this, Fang Li also became interested and looked at Zhou Yufan in the rearview mirror.

Zhou Yufan, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the car window, gave a faint smile and asked, "Who told you that?"

"Hey, what business is it of mine who told me that! Just tell me, is it true or not?"

Music and the sound of wind filled the carriage.

After a long while, Zhou Yufan finally spoke up, "It's nothing. His parents went on a trip abroad, and he couldn't stand being bothered by his relatives, so he stayed at my house for a few days."

"Wow!"

Wen Yang's eyes sparkled with hearts, and she smiled knowingly: "So, you two are living together?"