The Entertainment Industry in Turmoil: Young Actresses All Want to Rise to the Top

October 14, 2025, the fifteenth floor of the film crew's hotel.

That was Tian Xiwei's 28th birthday.

The birthday song was sung, the candles were blown out, and the cake fight took place.

Her wish was to love Mo Ge forever and to be best friends with Tong Jie forever.

She knew that Sister Tong and Brother Mo were childhood sweethearts, and she also knew that she had stolen Sister Tong's man, but she truly liked Brother Mo.

She liked him so much that she was willing to "get married after filming this movie" for him.

She knew that these words might hurt Tong Jie, but precisely because she knew about their relationship and entanglement, she wanted to make things clear as soon as possible.

Sure enough, Tong Jie got up and left, saying she had to fly back to Hengdian to continue filming.

Although she smiled, she couldn't bear it in her heart, so she asked Brother Mo to see Sister Tong off.

The door closed, and the room became quiet. She leaned back on the sofa, listening to the footsteps of two people in the hallway, one heavy and one light, growing farther and farther away.

She didn't pay attention, looking down at her phone scrolling through her chat box filled with birthday wishes, which she replied to one by one with a smile.

then……

"Bang--!"

A loud bang echoed through the hotel.

The sound didn't come from outside; it came from inside the building. For a moment, the entire building shook.

Tian Xiwei's fingers froze on the phone screen, her heart clenching as if someone had suddenly squeezed it.

A sudden, inexplicable panic washed over me.

She couldn't quite describe the feeling, but she knew something was wrong.

She frowned subconsciously, grabbed a mask and tried to put it on several times before finally succeeding. Her fingers trembled slightly, and the rubber band snapped against her ears.

She got up and pushed open the door. The corridor was almost full of people, some wrapped in bathrobes, some barefoot, all with the same blank expression on their faces.

Some people are asking, "What's going on?", some are saying, "Is it an earthquake?", some are saying, "It looks like the elevator is broken..."

The buzzing sound made Tian Xiwei even more irritated.

She walked through the crowd, her gaze landing on the elevator entrance in the middle of the corridor. The display screen was black, with a line of red error codes flashing on it.

Huh? The elevator is broken?

She paused in her steps.

Shen Mo and Li Yitong had just stepped out the door, about a minute ago.

If they take the elevator, why does the red error code appear?

If they took the elevator, and then the error code appeared, and then they remembered that loud bang...

No! That can't be!

She shook her head vigorously, wondering what she was thinking! They definitely took the stairs!

She turned around and walked towards the stairwell of the emergency exit.

But her unease grew stronger, and her heartbeat became louder.

Pushing open the door to the stairwell, a strong smell of concrete and disinfectant hit you.

The lights and walls were all white, making the place appear eerily white.

She held onto the railing and walked down the stairs one step at a time, her footsteps echoing in the empty corridor. Tap, tap, tap, her steps were small, but her pace was extremely fast.

When she reached the fourteenth floor, she unconsciously quickened her pace, her shoes clicking rapidly on the steps.

Her mind was blank, with only one voice echoing repeatedly—No, no, it can't be!

When she reached the thirteenth floor, she began to deliberately speed up, from one step at a time to two steps at a time, and then to three steps at a time.

Her hands gripped the railing, but her palms were sweaty. Her legs were weak, but she dared not stop, because if she stopped, she would start thinking, and if she started thinking, she would be afraid, and if she was afraid, she would not be able to take another step.

The twelfth floor, the eleventh floor, the tenth floor, and the ninth floor.

Her eyes began to sting, and a surge of frustration welled up in her chest, blocking her throat. She couldn't swallow it down, let alone spit it out.

Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision. She blinked hard and kept running.

Eighth floor, seventh floor, sixth floor.

Suddenly, my phone rang!

She stopped and took her phone out of her pocket; her assistant's name was flashing on the screen.

She stretched out her almost trembling finger and touched the answer button, swiping several times before finally succeeding, leaving wet sweat marks on the screen from her fingertips.

"What's wrong?"

Her voice was hoarse and didn't sound like her own, and it was also a little breathless.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, but she could hear her assistant's breathing—short, rapid, as if hesitating.

"Say something!"

She roared in fury, her voice echoing throughout the stairwell.

"Elevator..."

The assistant's voice was trembling, and he was uttering each word one by one.

"What's wrong with the elevator?!"

Tian Xiwei's unease intensified, and her voice began to tremble.

Tears began to flow uncontrollably, blurring my vision. Even the green emergency exit indicator light on the wall not far away seemed to be swaying.

The assistant hesitated for a few seconds, then finally took a deep breath and spoke.

"The elevator crashed to the first floor, and the elevator doors on the first floor were blown open. Inside... inside were Shen Mo and Li Yitong."

The voice wasn't loud, but every word was deafening.

Tian Xiwei's mind went blank for a moment, and then the entire white world collapsed in an instant, shattering into countless pieces.

A sharp ringing sounded in her ears, like an alarm being sounded in her brain, constantly echoing.

"Clang..."

The phone slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.

Shen Mo. Li Yitong.

One of her closest lovers, one of her closest friends.

A scene flashed through her mind: the elevator door on the first floor exploded open, twisted metal sheets rolled outwards, and two people lay inside covered in blood.

"Brother Mo, Sister Tong..."

"No!!!"

The sound exploded from her chest, tearing her throat, and as tears streamed down her face, she took another step.

One step, two steps not enough; one step, three steps; one step, four steps…

She sprinted almost at breakneck speed, her knees and ankles trembling, but she dared not stop.

She was afraid that if she stopped, she would never be able to run again.

Tears blurred my vision; I couldn't see the steps, the railings, or anything at all.

She didn't even have the strength to lift her hand to wipe it; she didn't care about anything else, she just kept running down the street.

Definitely not, they'll be fine!

The assistant must be joking with me!

How could that be!

but!

But why them!

Why today!

in case……

I wish it weren't my birthday today!

They won't come to celebrate their own birthday, and they won't get into trouble!

Why do I have to celebrate my birthday?! Why do I have to celebrate my birthday today?!

suddenly!

Her foot landed on the edge of the step, her shoe slipped, her ankle twisted, and she heard a crisp sound.

Her body lurched forward due to inertia. She tried to grab the railing, but her fingers slid past the iron pipe and she couldn't grasp anything.

She landed straight on the steps and rolled down at an incredible speed, each step leaving a painful mark on her body.

She wanted to stop, but she couldn't.

My body was like a rag doll thrown down the stairs, moving very fast, without any strength, and nothing could stop me.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Tian Xiwei's head slammed heavily against the wall.

After that sound, the whole world fell silent...

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Li Qin stared at Shen Mo for two seconds, took a deep breath, squatted down in front of Tian Xiwei, and placed her hand on the back of her hand. The hand was extremely cold at the moment, and her fingertips were still trembling slightly.

Bai Lu looked left and right, her face full of anxiety, not knowing what to do. In the end, she also squatted down and held Tian Xiwei's other hand.

"Tian'er, wake up, we're here!"

Tian Xiwei's body was still trembling slightly, and more and more sweat was pouring down her forehead and down her cheeks. Tears began to appear in the corners of her eyes, one after another.

"No...no way..."

She kept muttering, her voice growing clearer and clearer, yet also more fragmented.

"No, that won't happen..."

Shen Mo hugged her even tighter, resting his chin on the top of her head, his voice very soft, as if he were coaxing a child who had a nightmare.

"It's okay, we're all here, it's okay!"

His gaze passed over Tian Xiwei's head and met Li Yitong's eyes.

Her eyes were full of worry. Shen Mo looked at her and slowly nodded.

Li Yitong was taken aback. Her worry vanished instantly, but what followed was anticipation, panic, and a complex mix of emotions that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

She pursed her lips, and a few tears welled up in her eyes. She slowly lowered her head, buried her face in Tian Xiwei's hair, and gripped her clothes tightly until her knuckles turned white.

The day has finally arrived...

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With a loud "bang," Tian Xiwei's vision was instantly plunged into darkness.

Various sounds mingled in the darkness.

The loud noise is still going on, echoing over and over again.

Then came the assistant's voice, seemingly coming from a great distance, intermittently, "The elevator has fallen... on the first floor... Shen Mo and Li Yitong are inside."

She didn't want to listen, but these voices wouldn't let her go.

After a long time, or perhaps she didn't know how long, a glimmer of light appeared in the darkness.

In the shimmering light, there was herself.

She was born in Chongqing, and she was never afraid of the cold from a young age. In the dead of winter, she would run outside in just a thin shirt, while her mother chased after her, scolding her as she ran, and she would laugh as she ran.

When I was in elementary school, I would jump rope with my classmates during breaks and stare out the window in a daze during class.

In middle school, there was a lot of homework and exams. Her grades were neither good nor bad, just average. Her deskmate liked to draw little figures in her textbooks, which were very ugly, but he would always show them to her with a smile.

The light began to fork at this point, like a river splitting into two at a certain node.

The river on the left.

When she was fourteen, she met a man who said he was just passing by but saved her.

She felt, deep down, that he was very important to her, so she went to the capital and found him—Shen Mo.

He also met his childhood sweetheart, Li Yitong, who was extremely close and friendly to him, as well as some other friends, such as Bai Lu, Wang Churan, and Liu Haocun.

Later, she was admitted to the Beijing Film Academy, where she acted, debuted, and became famous.

The river on the right.

At the age of fourteen, he did not meet him. He finished junior high school normally, went to high school, and then got into the Shanghai Theatre Academy.

Upon graduating from university, I signed with a company and played several decent roles. Then I appeared on a variety show called "Female Pusher," where I met Li Yitong.

She and Li Yitong hit it off immediately and became extremely close. They were even paired up as a couple by netizens, named Tongxinweimin.

Later, through Li Yitong's introduction, he met her childhood sweetheart, Shen Mo.

It was probably love at first sight, or perhaps lust at first sight; in any case, she got together with Shen Mo, and then naturally planned to marry him.

Until her 28th birthday, a loud bang shattered everything she had.

This Y-shaped river of memories shines brightly against the dark background.

The sounds of endless memories mingled in the darkness, with that one loud bang echoing again and again.

Gradually, after an unknown amount of time, the two long rivers collided violently, with surging waves and splashing water everywhere.

Two beams of light, each with a completely different direction, slowly converged and extended from the intersection of the Y-shape.

In Tian Xiwei's consciousness, memories from both lifetimes surged up almost simultaneously, engulfing her as she spun and tumbled in the darkness.

In that alley, one second Shen Mo helped her scare away those people, and the next second she was the one throwing a punch all by herself.

After the college entrance examination, I had an admission notice from Beijing Film Academy in my left hand and an admission notice from Shanghai Theatre Academy in my right hand.

……

Memories of two different lives began to merge in her consciousness, and the forks in the Y-shaped river of memories grew shorter and shorter.

Until... completely disappear...

At that moment, she remembered all the details from both her lives.

I remember the nervousness I felt when I first met Li Yitong on Mohen, and the curiosity I felt when I first met Li Yitong on the female push platform.

She remembered her breakdown and screams when Shen Mo was taken away, and she also remembered the shock on his face when she proposed to him.

I remembered my first meeting with Bai Lu at the Weibo Night event, and I also remembered Bai Lu's cheeky smile when she snatched my cake in the practice room.

……

"Bang!"

The loud bang was like a heavy hammer falling on the perfectly unified river of memories, instantly calming the turbulent flow and bringing it to a quiet.

All the fragments of memory were pieced together at this moment, fitting together perfectly.

She felt as if the wind was whistling past her ears, and she felt as if she had returned to that moment when she rushed downstairs.

One step, three steps; one step, four steps...

My legs went weak, I fell, until then—"Bang!"

Her vision was completely obscured by darkness.

The next second, a light shone in the darkness.

As she gradually regained consciousness, she felt as if she could control her body again.

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"Brother Mo, Sister Tong..."

"No!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream suddenly escaped from Tian Xiwei's lips.

Shen Mo and Li Yitong instinctively pulled her into their arms, one on each side, while Li Qin and Bai Lu held her icy hands tightly.

With a shout, the tears that had been dormant for a while reappeared and slid down her cheeks.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she were hesitating or struggling.

The next second, it seemed as if a decision had been made, or perhaps everything had become clear.

Tian Xiwei's eyes, which had been tightly closed for a long time, suddenly opened!

Like a drowning person finally surfacing, before their pupils can even focus, too much has already surged within them.

A sense of disorientation, fear, sadness, bewilderment, and a flickering ecstasy, suppressed by reason, flickered in his eyes like a candle flame swaying in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment, yet stubbornly refusing to go out.

She bit her lips together so hard they turned white.

Li Qin and Bai Lu held her down with her hands, which were gripping her thighs so tightly that her fingertips almost dug into her flesh.

Her body was trembling slightly, not from the cold, but from so many emotions that they could only seep out from her body.

Shen Mo and Li Yitong both sensed her vulnerability.

The fleeting look of surprise and hurt in Tian Xiwei's eyes was like a fine needle, piercing their hearts with pinpoint accuracy.

Shen Mo's fingers tightened slightly, and Li Yitong's breath hitched.

Tian Xiwei took a deep breath, like someone who had been underwater for too long, finally poking her head out of the water.

The air filled my lungs, carrying the aroma of hot pot, the sweetness of milk tea, and the familiar scents of Shen Mo and Li Yitong.

She inhaled greedily, as if trying to absorb all the scents of the world into her body.

She slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the emotions surging in her almond-shaped eyes had disappeared, pressed into the deepest recesses of her eyes.

Her gaze softened considerably as she looked at Shen Mo and Li Yitong, who were embracing her on either side. A tear silently slid down her cheek. Her lips moved as if she wanted to smile, but the smile froze on her lips before it could take shape.

"Brother Mo..."

Her voice was so hoarse, as if sandpaper had been used to rub her throat, and every word had a rough edge.

"Sister Tong..."

Her gaze moved from Shen Mo's face to Li Yitong's face, and then back again.

Those eyes held tears, laughter, the relief of surviving a catastrophe, and an almost devout tenderness—the joy that remained after swallowing back despair.

Those eyes held tears, laughter, the relief of surviving a catastrophe, and an almost devout tenderness—the joy that remained after swallowing back despair.

"You're still here...that's so good!"

After she finished speaking, she seemed to have all her strength drained away and went limp.

She withdrew her hands from Bai Lu and Li Lin's palms, then slowly wrapped her arms around Li Yitong's waist and buried her face in her chest.

Her shoulders began to tremble slightly, and a faint, muffled sob came through.

Li Yitong gripped Tian Xiwei's clothes so tightly that her knuckles turned white, and two lines of tears silently slid down her face, dripping onto Tian Xiwei's hair.

She neither wiped it nor said anything.

There was no jealousy or unease on her face, only something indescribable, like relief, or like a long-awaited answer finally being confirmed.

She shakily raised her hand and placed it on Tian Xiwei's back, hugging her tightly as if she wanted to meld Tian Xiwei into her own body.

Shen Mo's eyes suddenly reddened. He looked at the two women embracing each other, his Adam's apple bobbed, and sadness welled up in his eyes, but he said nothing.

Bai Lu and Li Lin squatted down beside him, looking up at Shen Mo with blank expressions.

They didn't understand what had happened, but they could sense that something was amiss; the air smelled different, and the atmosphere between the three of them was different.

Shen Mo noticed their gazes, a stiff smile appeared on his lips, he winked at the two women, and gently shook his head.

It's fine……

But with his lips so stiff, he really didn't look like he was alright.

The worry in Li Qin's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a sense of understanding.

She didn't say anything, but gently patted Tian Xiwei's back, then stood up and walked towards the door, her steps very light, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Bai Lu squatted down, glanced at Shen Mo, whose attention was almost entirely focused on Tian Xiwei, and then turned to look at Li Lin, who was walking towards the door.

She opened her mouth as if to ask something, but seeing Shen Mo and Li Yitong's expressions, she swallowed her words back.

She pouted, stood up, and followed Li Qin outside.

"Sister Qin..." Bai Lu's voice was soft and tinged with unease, "What's wrong?"

Li Qin paused for a moment, her voice soft: "Let them stay for a while."

"But……"

"There might be some reason for Xiaotian's nightmares that we don't know."

Li Qin stood at the door, glanced back, and said, "But Shen Mo and Yi Tong should know. Let them handle it."

Bai Lu stood at the door, looking at the three people inside. Her lips moved, but in the end she simply called out, "Tian'er, we're outside."

Then, with a "click," the door closed.

The dressing room fell silent, so quiet that the sounds of the film crew outside and the three people breathing in sync could be heard.

Shen Mo let out a long sigh of relief. He really didn't know how to explain it to Bai Lu and Li Lin.

Tian Xiwei was still nestled in Li Yitong's arms, her shoulders still trembling, but her sobs had subsided considerably.

Her hands gripped Li Yitong's clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white, as if she was afraid that if she let go, the person in front of her would disappear.

Shen Mo slowly reached out and gently placed his hand on Tian Xiwei's shoulder.

Her shoulders suddenly stiffened, as if someone had pressed the pause button for a moment.

She slowly lifted her head from Li Yitong's embrace, her face covered in tears, her eyes red and swollen, her nose red, and her lips bitten until they turned white.

She turned to look at Shen Mo, then at Li Yitong, her gaze shifting back and forth between the two faces as if trying to confirm something.

"I..." Her voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

"Am I dreaming...?"

Shen Mo unconsciously tightened his grip on her shoulder.

"That loud bang..." Her voice trailed off.

"I feel like... my world has collapsed..."

Li Yitong gently pressed her fingers on her back.

"I ran down from upstairs..." Her eyes began to glaze over, as if she had been pulled back to that stairwell.

"She said on the phone...about you..."

Her voice was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say anything more.

I don't believe it.

She shook her head frantically, faster and faster, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

Shen Mo frowned, and with a forceful pull, he drew Tian Xiwei into his arms, holding her tightly with both hands, so tightly that he could feel the shape of her ribs rising and falling with her breath.

"I thought you were all dead..."

Her voice came from his chest, muffled, with a hint of sobbing.

"I thought... I would never see you again..."

She couldn't continue, so she could only press her face against Shen Mo's chest and burst into tears.

She cried freely and without reservation, sobbing uncontrollably until she was breathless and her whole body was trembling, as if she were emptying all the tears she had saved up over two lifetimes at once.

Li Yitong also rushed over, pressing down on Tian Xiwei's back and grabbing Shen Mo's arms with both hands, tightly wrapping Tian Xiwei between herself and Shen Mo.

The three of them huddled together tightly.

They're still here!

Her crying gradually subsided, from wailing to sobbing, then to choking, until her rapid breathing slowly calmed down.

The three of them just hugged each other, none of them letting go.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Tian Xiwei's breathing finally became steady. She leaned against Shen Mo's chest, her face pressed against Li Yitong's shoulder. She could smell the different scents on the two of them, and the combination of these scents gave her a strong sense of security.

At that moment, two images flashed alternately in her mind.

There was a loud bang. The assistant said the elevator doors exploded, and the two of them were lying inside covered in blood. He then rushed down the elevator, tumbling and crashing into the wall.

Just now, the hot pot was steaming, Bai Lu snatched her shrimp paste, Li Lin put it in her bowl, Shen Mo smiled at her, and she leaned on Li Yitong's shoulder.

The scenes on both sides were so realistic that her body reacted in two ways at the same time: a dull ache in the back of her head and the feeling of fullness from the hot pot in her stomach.

She didn't know how to reconcile these two emotions.

She didn't know which expression to wear when facing the world.

Cry? I've already cried enough.

Laugh? I can't laugh.

Pretending nothing's wrong? Too tiring.

She stood there between the two of them, motionless, like a computer that had crashed.

Slowly, all the memories began to fall back into place.

She finally realized that those recurring dreams were not dreams, but memories—the twenty-eight years she had truly lived in her previous life.

Her breathing became uneven again, but this time it wasn't fear, but something more complex.

Her memories from this life revealed that Shen Mo and Li Yitong had been reborn after the accident.

The moment this understanding took hold, many things that I couldn't understand before suddenly became clear.

Why was Shen Mo so good to her? Why was there something in Li Yitong's eyes that she couldn't understand?

Why do two people have so many unspoken glances and thoughts?

Her lips began to twitch slightly; she didn't know whether she wanted to laugh or cry.

Childhood sweethearts, innocent and inseparable, Shen Mo and Li Yitong grew up together, were reborn together, and started anew together in this unfamiliar world.

It was only natural that they got back together.

Anyone would have made the same choice.

Rationally, she fully understood; if she were in her shoes, she would have done the same.

But understanding doesn't mean you're not sad.

Her fingers unconsciously curled up on Li Yitong's clothes.

So what is she now?

In this world, she was raised by them.

She was Xiaotian'er, who was brought to the capital at the age of fourteen, where she was cared for, nurtured, and loved by everyone. Everything she had was given to her by them: her career, her friends, and her future.

In her previous life, she was Shen Mo's fiancée.

Give it to Li Yitong? She was unwilling; why should she?

That was her fiancé, the man she had promised to marry. She was late in this life, but what about the previous one?

Take it back? She refused. What was there to take back?

That was Li Yitong, her best friend, the one who brought her from Chongqing to the capital in this life, and who didn't avoid her like the plague because of her past life.

There was something even more upsetting for her.

In this life, Shen Mo's relationships with Bai Lu, Li Lin, Meng Ziyi, Dilraba... seem unclear.

She hadn't paid attention before, or rather, before she was just a little girl, and those things weren't her concern.

But now she is both Xiao Tian'er and Lao Tian'er, and she believes that she has the right to manage Shen Mo.

But seriously, Li Yitong, you're really something! You can't even keep an eye on one person!

When the thought popped into her head, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

There was anger, frustration, and resentment mixed together, forming a bittersweet emotion.

But she also knew that she had no right to say that, because if Li Yitong really cut off all contact with everyone, she might still be in Shanghai Theatre Academy's Makka Pakka.

She could only swallow these emotions; she needed to calm down.

The two threads of her past and present lives are still intertwined and haven't been untangled. She hasn't yet adapted to the tearing and splitting sensation in her heart from both directions, so she can't make any decisions right now.

She didn't want to confront the issue of the relationship between Shen Mo, Li Yitong, and herself at this time. She was afraid she might say something she shouldn't have or show an expression she shouldn't have.

She needs time.

I need to reorganize the memories of these two lifetimes, figure out who I really am, and figure out what she wants.

Before that, she has to get past this hurdle first.

She took a deep breath, cleared her face of all expression, and raised her head.

Her gaze lingered on Shen Mo's face for two seconds before landing on Li Yitong's. The corner of her mouth twitched, forming a slight curve that was neither a smile nor one of distress.

"You're holding me so tightly."

Her voice was still a little hoarse, but her tone had returned to normal, even carrying a hint of disdain.

"I can't breathe."

Shen Mo paused for a moment, then subconsciously loosened her grip a little. Li Yitong also looked up, her eyes blurred with tears as she gazed at her.

Tian Xiwei wriggled out of their arms and sat up straight.

Her hair was a mess, her face was covered in tear stains, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, the tip of her nose was red, and there were bite marks on her lips.

She reached for a few tissues on the coffee table, wiped her face haphazardly, blew her nose, threw them in the trash can, and then decisively got up.

His movements were large and unrefined, even showing obvious irritability and temper.

Bai Lu and Li Lin stood outside the door, vaguely hearing the sounds inside through the door panel, and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"It seems... everything's alright?" Bai Lu whispered. Li Qin didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

With a "click," Bai Lu was startled as the door opened from the inside.

Tian Xiwei stood at the door, her chin slightly raised, her eyes bright. If it weren't for the redness around her eyes, she would look exactly the same as usual.

"Come in, what are you doing standing outside?"

Although her voice was a little hoarse, it was high-pitched and full of confidence, which made Li Qin raise an eyebrow, feeling as if she were a completely different person.

"Should I treat you?"

Bai Lu stared at her for two seconds, then cautiously asked, "Tian'er, are you alright?"

"fine."

Tian Xi rolled her eyes, turned around and walked back to the sofa to sit down, sitting upright with an indescribable aura.

"It was just a nightmare, why are you making such a fuss!"

As she spoke, her gaze inadvertently swept over Shen Mo and Li Yitong, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, and a hint of mockery in her eyes.

That wasn't Xiao Tian's gaze, it was Lao Tian's.

Shen Mo and Li Yitong exchanged a glance, both revealing a wry smile.

Tian Xiwei picked up the milk tea beside her, took a couple of sips, and spoke in a low, sullen voice.

"Hmm... the Strawberry Cheesecake is still the best! I'll try a different flavor next time!"

Bai Lu and Li Lin exchanged a glance and frowned. The atmosphere in the lounge seemed to have changed; something seemed different.

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