On this cold and desolate night,
not only was Lan Yening tossing and turning sleeplessly, but Yuwei was also plagued by the same restlessness.
Her sharp intelligence naturally grasped Wu Jingxiang's intentions.
Truthfully, deep down, she didn't entirely reject the proposal. After spending so much time in this industry, her mindset had gradually been assimilated. Many things were no longer purely black or white.
She knew that once she accepted the other party's "kindness," the things that had been out of reach for years would suddenly be within her grasp. However, she would cease to be the Ye Yuwei she once was.
Knock! Knock!
Opening WeChat, Li Jiaqi's pitiable face appeared on her screen.
"Yuwei, hope I'm not disturbing your rest!"
"Not at all, I couldn't sleep anyway."
"What's the matter? Is the stress from the production too much?"
Li Jiaqi's keen eye noticed that her friend seemed mentally strained.
