Huayu: That year, I withdrew from the Super Boy competition.

Tang Yan didn't notice the clothes.

As Su Wei passed by her, her nose twitched involuntarily.

Su Wei walked over, creating a slight breeze, and a faint fragrance wafted through the air.

Tang Yan sniffed again, took half a step forward, and this time she was sure.

The fragrance was coming from Su Wei's hair.

The shampoo has a sweet and refreshing scent with a hint of floral fragrance.

It's not the kind of communal shampoo you find in a film crew's dressing room.

It's not the kind of disposable small packaged food that hotels use.

She felt the smell was familiar, but for a moment she couldn't remember where she had smelled it before.

She stood there, frowning, her mind racing.

Seeing Su Wei's angry back as she walked towards Yang Mi.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck: I remembered!

Just a couple of days ago, she and Yang Mi were sitting next to each other reading the script.

Yang Mi uses this scent in her shampoo.

Tang Yan's eyes widened instantly. He pointed at the back of Su Wei's head, his mouth open, but he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Su Wei and Yang Mi actually use the same shampoo?

Tang Yan stood there, her mind already uncontrollably conjuring up melodramatic scenarios.

Liu Shishi looked at Tang Yan's stunned expression, her lips twitched, but she didn't say anything.

This silly girl is still agonizing over it.

She is different.

She has already gone through the whole dinner party from beginning to end last night.

Yang Mi was drunk, Su Wei was seeing someone off, Su Wei didn't return to her room this morning, and now she's stormed over in a rage.

Liu Shishi pieced these fragments together and found the answer she wanted.

However, she doesn't intend to say it.

Just watch the show.

Tang Yan is the kind of person who always says what's on his mind.

"Su Wei, how come you and Mi Mi use the same shampoo?"

The sound wasn't loud, but several staff members nearby heard it and turned around in unison.

Su Wei paused for a moment as she took a step forward, the muscles in her back visibly tense even through her coat.

He turned around, and his expression changed in a very short time.

"Oh, I thought the shampoo Yang Mi used smelled really nice, so I bought it to try it out."

He spoke in a casual tone and even made a shrugging gesture.

But there was still a moment of awkwardness when he spread his hands.

This detail was noticed by no one except Liu Shishi.

"oh."

Tang Yan nodded.

But she felt something was off, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Yang Mi's heart skipped a beat when Tang Yan asked that question.

Her fingers unconsciously tightened around the water glass.

Su Wei's explanation seemed barely acceptable, but it could only fool Tang Yan for a short while.

Liu Shishi, who hadn't said a word the whole time, was looking at her with an expression that said, "I know everything, but I won't say anything."

All she wants now is to leave this place as soon as possible; otherwise, things might change.

"There's a meeting at the 'Dream of the Red Chamber' department this morning, so I've gone there first."

Yang Mi put down her water glass and slung her bag over her shoulder.

She spoke as calmly as possible, her gaze sweeping over Tang Yan and Liu Shishi, but ignoring Su Wei.

Liu Shishi nodded, a smile playing on her lips.

"Go on, don't be late."

Yang Mi turned and walked out.

In my haste, I almost tripped.

It wasn't until she had walked several steps away that Tang Yan realized what was happening, and muttered something while watching her retreating figure:

"Hey, didn't she just say she was waiting for the director to come over and discuss the next scene?"

But no one answered her.

Su Wei stood still and glared fiercely in the direction where Yang Mi had disappeared.

"Hmph, you can run away, but you can't hide."

He muttered something under his breath, but Liu Shishi next to him still heard it.

She looked down at the script, and the corners of her mouth curved up a little more.

In the following days, Yang Mi seemed like a completely different person on set.

Su Wei came from the other end of the corridor, and she immediately turned into the dressing room.

Su Wei stood by the monitor waiting to go on set. She would rather take a long detour through the props storeroom than walk past him.

Su Wei would take a step towards her from a distance, and she would take three steps back, only stopping when she reached a crowded area.

Once, Su Wei almost blocked her at a corner in the corridor.

She reacted quickly, turning around and hugging her assistant.

When her back was to him, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.

Su Wei deliberately slowed her pace slightly as she walked past her.

Seeing her like a mouse before a cat, I felt much better and continued walking.

She only dared to exhale the breath she had been holding for so long when she heard the footsteps fade into the distance.

A few crew members who were unaware of the situation joked privately that Yang Mi might be destined to be with men.

She avoided Hu Ge a few days ago, and now she's avoiding Su Wei. She avoids whoever gets close to her.

Tang Yan was also confused.

Yang Mi was avoiding Hu Ge, which she could understand; the two had a falling out.

But Su Wei?

She racked her brains for ages but still couldn't figure out what had happened between the two of them, finally concluding that "there must be something I don't know."

Yang Mi has been as cunning as a monkey these past few days, always heading to crowded places.

Su Wei had never found an opportunity to be alone.

These past two days have made me so irritable that my liver fire has gotten a bit too much.

However, hunters can always find opportunities to hunt.

The opportunity came soon.

At lunchtime that day, dozens of people from the film crew rushed to the shed where the boxed lunches were being distributed.

Yang Mi was a step behind today, falling to the back of the crowd as she was putting her phone into her pocket with her head down.

Su Wei had been waiting for this moment.

He quickly approached from the side and grabbed Yang Mi's wrist.

His fingers were wedged on her wrist bone, the force was not heavy but the angle was very precise.

She struggled once but couldn't break free; she tried again with all her might, but still couldn't.

Yang Mi suddenly looked up, but her mouth was halfway open when he shut her up with a look.

Su Wei didn't say anything, but pulled her towards the prop warehouse on the side of the film set.

That place was piled with fake swords and knives used in filming, as well as a bunch of old props covered in dust.

Normally, few people go there besides the props team, and there's absolutely no one there at noon.

Yang Mi was dragged along by him, jogging along, her steps unsteady as she followed behind.

As she walked, she twisted her neck and scanned her surroundings.

Twenty meters behind, there was a huge crowd of people queuing up to receive their meals.

If anyone turned around at that moment, they would see the two of them slipping into the corner one after the other.

She mentally berated herself.

I'm usually fine, so why am I walking so slowly today?

Fortunately, everyone was focused on getting food and no one cared about what happened next.

The door to the props storeroom was ajar.

The moment Su Wei pushed open the door, a smell of dust mixed with the odor of old wood wafted out.

Su Wei pulled her inside and closed the door behind her.

The door hinge made a dull thud.

"Su Wei, let go! You're hurting me!"

Yang Mi finally took action, using her other hand to pry open his fingers.

But it wouldn't budge even after I tried to bend it twice.