After I died, they cried in the live studio

Mr. Qi looked at Alice, sneered, and said sarcastically: "Alice, is it your turn to interfere in this matter? Are you meddling in other people's business?"

Alice's expression was stern, and she responded pointedly: "This is a matter of justice, and everyone can speak up. Sang Jiuyue has a lot of scandals in the past, and her current 'enthusiasm' in front of the media is really suspicious. It's normal for Miss Sang Shuwan to raise doubts."

Sang Jiuyue stamped her feet anxiously, her eyes reddened, and she said aggrievedly: "Alice, don't be fooled by her, I am sincere to this child!"

Alice stared at Sang Jiuyue with sharp eyes, and suddenly changed the subject: "I asked someone to find out carefully, is there anyone among your Lin family artists who has a voice that is particularly similar to a certain female star? Coincidentally, that female star seems to be named Sang Jiuyue."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar. Everyone was whispering to each other, and their eyes were focused on Sang Jiuyue like searchlights.

"No way, there is such a thing?"

"I've heard before that her voice is very similar to someone else's. Is she imitating him on purpose?"

The discussion became louder and louder, like a surging tide, completely drowning Sang Jiuyue. Mr. Qi's face also became extremely gloomy in an instant. He clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly.

Sang Jiuyue's face turned red and white, her eyes dodged, and she stammered, "You... don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing!"

Alice crossed her arms and sneered, "Whether you are talking nonsense or not, anyone with a keen eye will know with a little investigation. You were famous in the small circle before by imitating others, and now you want to use this child to hype yourself up. It's really ugly."

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "Maybe she is pretending to help the child just to get on the hot search!" Everyone echoed, and their criticism was directed at Sang Jiuyue. The situation was completely out of control.

In the luxurious banquet hall, the crystal chandeliers were dazzling, and the light was pouring down, illuminating every corner as bright as day. In the air, the rich fragrance of top-grade champagne and the charming aroma of rare flowers intertwined, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. The soft and soothing classical music flowed slowly, which should have been an intoxicating feast. However, at this moment, the banquet hall was in a noisy chaos due to the confrontation between Sang Shuwan and Sang Jiuyue.

"This Sang Jiuyue is definitely doing hype and using children as a tool to attract attention. He has no moral bottom line at all!" A middle-aged man in a neat black suit, with a furious look on his face, waved his arms and shouted loudly, his forehead veins bulging with excitement.

"That's right. I've heard that she's been plagued by scandals. She's definitely using the same old tricks again this time. There's nothing new." The lady next to her, who was wearing a gorgeous red evening gown, had contempt in her eyes and echoed her with deep disdain.

"Everyone, listen carefully, her voice is exactly the same as that of the previously popular Sang Jiuyue, she is definitely imitating!" A young girl was so excited that her face turned red, and she screamed, pointing at Sang Jiuyue as she spoke. Everyone pricked up their ears, and their eyes were focused on Sang Jiuyue like searchlights, trying to find more flaws in her.

"It's so similar. How come I didn't notice it before? The imitation is so deliberate and obvious."

"That's right. She would do anything to become famous. This kind of person should be exposed so that everyone can see her true face."

The voices of doubt and accusation were like a surging tide, one wave after another, completely drowning Sang Jiuyue. At the same time, another hot topic spread rapidly among the crowd like wildfire.

"Tell me, has Sang Jiuyue had plastic surgery? The change is drastic." A middle-aged lady with a plump figure, holding a glass of champagne, looked at Sang Jiuyue from top to bottom with scrutiny and curiosity in her eyes.

"She's definitely had plastic surgery. Look at her face, it's too delicate. And her figure, the proportions are so good that they don't look natural. You can tell at a glance that she's had plastic surgery." The fashionable girl next to her immediately echoed loudly, with undisguised jealousy in her tone.

"Although the surgery was indeed successful, if one relies on it to attract attention, then that shows that he has no real ability and it is despicable." A young man curled his lips with disdain on his face and his words were full of contempt.

Everyone was talking at once, and the passion for gossip was like a raging fire, burning more and more, and the topics became more and more absurd. Some speculated that Sang Jiuyue had plastic surgery in order to get close to a rich man, and some rumored that there was a mysterious capital force behind her secretly controlling her.

"Do you know? I heard that she paid a huge bribe to the director in order to grab an important role. The means were extremely despicable and simply outrageous." A well-informed entertainment reporter rolled his eyes, lowered his voice, and spoke mysteriously with a hint of complacency on his face, as if he had mastered a huge secret.

"Is it true? So exaggerated? Then is there someone behind the scenes who is using the child to hype things up?" Another person opened his mouth in surprise, his eyes wide open, his eyes full of shock and curiosity.

"Of course, judging from her performance today, she planned everything carefully and cautiously. This must have been premeditated."

Just as everyone was discussing heatedly and the situation was almost out of control, the organizer of the event rushed in. He was wearing a well-tailored dark suit, with an upright posture, but an extremely serious look, and his eyes revealed anxiety and tension.

"Everyone, be quiet!" The organizer of the event shouted at the top of his voice, trying to suppress the noise and restore peace to the noisy scene. Everyone's eyes turned to him, and the noise gradually died down, but there were still whispers of discussion.

The organizer of the event took a deep breath, straightened his collar, looked at Sang Jiuyue, and said in a cold tone with a serious expression: "Ms. Sang Jiuyue, Mr. Chu Ling has issued a ban on me, which expressly prohibits you from appearing in any public activities. Now, I must confirm whether you are Sang Jiuyue?"

Sang Jiuyue's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and her carefully disguised calmness instantly collapsed, with a flash of panic in her eyes. But she quickly pretended to be calm, forced a smile, and said: "You must have misunderstood, I am not the Sang Jiuyue you are talking about. My name is Lin Yue, I am a new internet celebrity, and I just happened to attend this banquet today, thinking of helping this lost child. I was misunderstood for my good intentions, which is really unfair."

"Don't quibble!" Sang Shuwan stepped forward, his eyes as firm as torches, looking directly into Sang Jiuyue's eyes without fear, his voice clear but full of power, "You are Sang Jiuyue. I have evidence, enough to prove it!"

As she spoke, Sang Shuwan took out a document from her exquisite shoulder bag, strode to the organizer of the event, handed it to him with both hands, and said, "This is the information I investigated before. It contains a comparison of Sang Jiuyue's photos before and after plastic surgery, which are clear and intuitive; there are also some chat records between her and her agent Mr. Qi. The evidence is irrefutable, enough to prove that she is Sang Jiuyue."

The organizer of the event took the document, frowned, and began to read it carefully. As he turned the pages, his face became more and more gloomy, and the anger in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Sang Jiuyue, what else do you have to say in the face of irrefutable evidence?" The organizer of the event stared at Sang Jiuyue with his eyes wide open, and his voice was icy and piercing, like the north wind in the cold winter.

Sang Jiuyue's legs went limp, and she slumped to the ground, her eyes empty and lifeless, completely losing her disguise and composure. She knew that the farce she had carefully planned had been completely exposed, and all her efforts had gone to waste.

Mr. Qi stood aside, his face livid, his lips trembling. He hesitated several times and tried to speak in defense of Sang Jiuyue, but in the end he did not dare to open his mouth. He could only watch the situation get out of control.

At this time, people around gathered around, pointing fingers at Sang Jiuyue and condemning her.

"It really is her. I am so disappointed. I had some illusions about her before."

"This kind of person should be kicked out of the entertainment industry. Her existence is simply polluting the industry environment."

"You must keep your eyes open in the future and not be fooled by the superficial appearance of such people. It is too easy to be fooled."

The organizer of the event looked at the scene in front of him, sighed helplessly, and said to everyone: "Today's incident is a reminder for everyone. In this circle, any fraud and opportunistic behavior will not last long. We should all respect the facts, adhere to the moral bottom line, and jointly maintain the good atmosphere of the industry."

After saying that, the organizer of the event turned to the security personnel around him and said, "Take her out. She is not allowed to participate in any of our events in the future."

Two security guards quickly stepped forward, one on each side held Sang Jiuyue up, and led her out of the banquet hall. Sang Jiuyue struggled in vain, crying and shouting, but it was all in vain, and she could only be forcibly taken away.

With Sang Jiuyue's departure, the atmosphere in the banquet hall gradually returned to calm. But this incident left an indelible impression on everyone present, making everyone deeply understand how important it is to keep a clear mind and stick to principles in this world of fame and fortune full of temptations.

Sang Shuwan and Alice stood aside, watching the banquet scene gradually becoming lively again, feeling filled with emotion.

"Thanks to you today for bravely standing up and revealing the truth. If it weren't for you, she might have gotten away with it." Alice looked at Sang Shuwan gratefully, her eyes full of admiration.

"This is what I should do. I can't let people like this continue to deceive the public and wantonly destroy the atmosphere of this industry. I hope to do my part to make this industry a better place." Sang Shuwan said firmly, his eyes revealing determination and persistence.

"Well, I hope you can continue to bring positive changes to this industry in the future. I believe you can do it." Alice said with a smile, which was full of encouragement and expectation.

"I will." Sang Shuwan nodded, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

Amid the laughter and cheers of the crowd, this dramatic banquet continued, but for Sang Shuwan, she knew that her responsibility had just begun. With her wisdom and courage, she would bring a ray of justice to this complicated entertainment industry and strive to make this industry more fair, just and healthy.

In the luxurious banquet hall, the crystal chandeliers emit brilliant light, illuminating the entire space as if it were daytime. The air is filled with the rich aroma of champagne and flowers, and soft music flows slowly in the hall. However, the recent exposure of Sang Jiuyue's identity has made the atmosphere of this banquet particularly subtle.

Although Sang Jiuyue had been ruthlessly kicked out of the banquet hall, President Qi did not intend to give up. President Qi was wearing a well-cut black suit that highlighted her tall figure, and her neat short hair made her look particularly capable. At this moment, she stood in a corner of the banquet hall, her face as gloomy as the sky before a storm, and her eyes were burning with the flames of unwillingness and anger.

"Hmph, it's not that easy to destroy Sang Jiuyue like this!" President Qi whispered to herself, her clenched fists showing her extreme anger.

That night, Mr. Qi rushed to Sang Jiuyue's residence. The lights in the house were dim, and Sang Jiuyue sat on the sofa in a daze, with messy hair, empty eyes, and tears on her face. When she heard the door open, she slowly raised her head and saw Mr. Qi, with a flash of despair and helplessness in her eyes.

"Mr. Qi, I...what should I do? Everything is over. Chu Ling has banned me. I no longer have a place in this circle..." Sang Jiuyue said with a trembling voice and tears in her voice.

President Qi walked quickly to her side, sat down on the sofa, grabbed Sang Jiuyue's shoulders, and looked at her firmly: "Don't be discouraged, things are not irreversible yet! You have to cheer up!"

Sang Jiuyue smiled bitterly, tears welling up in her eyes again: "Boss Qi, you don't have to comfort me. Now that I am notorious, what chance do I have?"

President Qi frowned, his eyes revealing a hint of ruthlessness: "We can't just sit there and wait for death. Since there is no room for you in China, then we will go abroad to develop! With your looks and talents, as long as you package yourself properly, it won't be difficult to make a name for yourself abroad."

Sang Jiuyue was slightly startled, a faint glimmer of hope ignited in her eyes, but it soon died out: "Boss Qi, going abroad is easier said than done. It requires a lot of money, and we have no connections or resources abroad. We have to start from scratch..."

President Qi patted Sang Jiuyue's hand and comforted her, "I will take care of the funding issue. I have accumulated a lot of wealth in the circle over the years, and I also know some friends who are willing to help. It will not be a problem to raise the money. As for connections and resources, I also have some connections abroad and can help you make connections. As long as you are determined, we will succeed."

With the encouragement of Mr. Qi, Sang Jiuyue's eyes gradually became firm: "Okay, Mr. Qi, I'll listen to you! I'm willing to fight again!"

In the next few days, General Qi devoted herself to the preparations. On the one hand, she contacted foreign entertainment companies and agents to introduce Sang Jiuyue's strengths and potential to them and seek cooperation opportunities; on the other hand, she visited former partners and friends everywhere to raise funds for Sang Jiuyue's plan to go abroad.

At the same time, Sang Shuwan's revelation of Sang Jiuyue caused an uproar in the entertainment industry. Some people praised Sang Shuwan's courage and believed that she had contributed to the purification of the atmosphere in the entertainment industry; but some people were dissatisfied with Sang Shuwan, thinking that her behavior was too radical and cut off Sang Jiuyue's retreat.

Faced with these different voices, Sang Shuwan remained unmoved. She firmly believed that what she was doing was right, and that the entertainment industry needed someone to stand up and break these false and ugly phenomena.

As for Ms. Qi, after some efforts, she finally made some progress. She contacted an entertainment company with considerable influence in Europe and the United States, and the other party showed some interest in Sang Jiuyue's conditions. At the same time, the funds were basically raised.

On a sunny morning, Mr. Qi and Sang Jiuyue stood in the airport lobby, looking at the boarding gate in front of them. Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath and turned to look at Mr. Qi: "Mr. Qi, thank you so much this time. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do."

Mr. Qi smiled and patted her shoulder: "You're welcome, we are in this together. When you are abroad, work hard, I believe you will be able to rise again."

The two smiled at each other, dragged their luggage, took firm steps, and walked towards the boarding gate. They knew that what awaited them ahead would be unknown challenges, but they had the courage and determination to meet everything. And this game of light and dark in the world of fame and fortune has quietly opened a new chapter... With the full support of Mr. Qi, Sang Jiuyue successfully went abroad and arrived in the prosperous Los Angeles. This city full of opportunities and dreams, with the atmosphere of art and fashion surging in the streets and alleys, is undoubtedly a new soil full of hope for Sang Jiuyue who intends to make a comeback.

When Sang Jiuyue first arrived in Los Angeles, she was not in a hurry to join the wave of the entertainment industry. She knew that after the turmoil in China, she needed time to recuperate and prepare a comeback plan carefully to ensure that it would be a success. So she settled down in a quiet villa purchased by Mr. Qi and began a low-key recuperation period.

Every morning, Sang Jiuyue wakes up to the sound of birds and flowers, and jogs along the paths around the villa. The fresh air penetrates her heart and lungs, making her feel a long-lost tranquility. After jogging, she will do simple yoga exercises in the garden, stretching her body while sorting out her inner thoughts.

In the afternoon, Sang Jiuyue devoted her time to studying the dynamics of the entertainment industry. She sat in a spacious and bright study, and the computer screen kept switching between European and American entertainment news, popular film and television works, and the development trajectories of various artists. She carefully analyzed the current trends and tried to find a positioning and style that suited her. She knew that the competition in the European and American entertainment industry was fierce, and if she wanted to stand out, she had to accurately grasp the pulse of the market.

In order to improve her own strength, Sang Jiuyue also hired a professional acting instructor. The instructor is a senior person with a high reputation in Hollywood and has rich teaching experience. Every week, the instructor comes to the villa several times to give Sang Jiuyue one-on-one acting lessons. From the analysis of classic script fragments to the delicate interpretation of the character's emotions, from the carving of body language to the precise control of the pronunciation of the lines, Sang Jiuyue is fully focused on learning. She repeats the practice over and over again, striving to achieve perfection in every detail.

Language is the key to integrating into the local entertainment industry. Sang Jiuyue hired a language teacher and spent a lot of time learning English every day. She started with basic grammar and vocabulary, and gradually became fluent in daily communication. Later, she began to study professional terms related to acting, and worked hard to accurately express her thoughts and emotions when facing directors and co-actors.

On the other hand, General Qi was running around for Sang Jiuyue's comeback. She shuttled between major entertainment companies in Los Angeles, met with agents, producers and other industry insiders, and accumulated resources for Sang Jiuyue with her connections and eloquence. She introduced Sang Jiuyue's potential and determination to the other party, and showed some of her excellent works in China, trying to open the door for Sang Jiuyue's comeback.

At the same time, Ms. Qi is also developing a marketing strategy for Sang Jiuyue. She knows that in this era of information explosion, a successful artist cannot do without precise marketing and promotion. She works with a professional marketing team to explore how to create a new image for Sang Jiuyue. From social media operation strategies to planning for participating in various fashion events, every detail has been carefully planned.

After a few months, Sang Jiuyue has made significant progress in both acting and language. Her performance has become more natural and fluent, and she can accurately interpret various complex roles. She has also reached a level where she can communicate fluently in English, and can even imitate an authentic American accent.

Thanks to Mr. Qi's efforts, Sang Jiuyue finally got some opportunities. A well-known fashion magazine invited her to shoot a set of fashion blockbusters. This was the first step for Sang Jiuyue to make a comeback, and she cherished it very much. On the day of the shoot, Sang Jiuyue wore clothes carefully selected by the designer and showed confidence and charm in front of the camera. Her every look and every movement seemed to tell a story, and the photographer praised her performance.

With the release of fashion blockbusters, Sang Jiuyue began to emerge in the European and American entertainment circles. Some small film production companies also extended olive branches to her and invited her to audition for some roles. Sang Jiuyue knew that this was just the starting point of her comeback, and there was still a long and difficult road ahead. But she was full of confidence. With the company and support of President Qi, she would move towards her goal step by step and work hard to shine in the entertainment industry again.

After Sang Shuwan successfully exposed Sang Jiuyue's scam, he happily held a party with Nancy and other friends. The lights at the party were dim, the music was deafening, and everyone was dancing and laughing. Nancy held a glass of wine and hugged Sang Shuwan drunkenly: "Shuwan, this time thanks to you, you tore Sang Jiuyue's mask to pieces, it's so refreshing!" Sang Shuwan's cheeks flushed, and she smiled and responded: "I've been fed up with her tricks for a long time, and it's worth it to let the truth come out!"

After the party, Sang Shuwan returned home exhausted but happy. As soon as he opened the door, soft candlelight came into view, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of steak and red wine. Jiang Cimu came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, with a gentle smile on his face: "Baby, you are finally back, are you tired?"

Sang Shuwan was surprised and delighted. Looking at the exquisite steaks, the flickering candlelight, and the gorgeous red roses on the dining table, her eyes instantly became moist: "Ci Mu, what are you doing..." Jiang Ci Mu walked forward, gently held her hand, and pulled her to the dining table: "I know you're having a party today, and you must want to relax after it's over, so I prepared this especially for you."

Sang Shuwan sat down slowly, and Jiang Cimu pulled out a chair for her gently. Then, he picked up the red wine beside him and slowly poured it into the glass. The wine had a charming luster under the candlelight. Jiang Cimu picked up the wine glass and gently touched Sang Shuwan's glass: "Cheers to our brave Shuwan, you are awesome today!" Sang Shuwan raised the corners of his mouth and took a sip of the red wine. The mellow taste spread on the tip of his tongue.

During the meal, Jiang Cimu picked up a piece of steak from time to time and passed it to Sang Shuwan: "Try it and see if it suits your taste." Sang Shuwan opened her mouth slightly, took the steak, and chewed it carefully: "Well, it's delicious. Your cooking skills are getting better and better." Jiang Cimu looked at her satisfied look, his eyes full of pampering: "As long as you like it, I will cook it for you every day."

Jiang Cimu's fingers accidentally touched Sang Shuwan's hand, and Sang Shuwan trembled slightly as if she was hit by an electric current. Jiang Cimu noticed her reaction, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He took her hand and said, "Why, so sensitive?" Sang Shuwan's cheeks were hot, and she scolded, "Don't make trouble, we are eating." But she did not pull her hand back, but let Jiang Cimu hold it.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating the faces of the two. Jiang Cimu's eyes became more gentle, and he gently stroked the back of Sang Shuwan's hand: "Shuwan, do you know? Every time I see you do whatever it takes for justice, I feel worried and proud." Sang Shuwan raised her head and met his affectionate gaze: "Because you support me behind the scenes, I have the courage to do these things."

As she spoke, Sang Shuwan picked up the napkin and gently wiped the sauce off the corner of Jiang Cimu's mouth. Her movements were gentle and her eyes were focused. The two were so close that their breathing was intertwined. Jiang Cimu looked at Sang Shuwan who was so close to him, and his heartbeat accelerated. He slowly moved closer and kissed Sang Shuwan on the forehead: "You make my heart beat so fast."

Sang Shuwan closed her eyes slightly, enjoying the warmth and sweetness of this moment. When Jiang Cimu's lips left her, she slowly opened her eyes, her eyes full of love: "Cimu, it's great to have you by my side." Jiang Cimu gently scratched her nose: "Silly, I will always be by your side."

As dinner was coming to an end, Jiang Cimu stood up, walked behind Sang Shuwan, gently placed his hands on her shoulders, and leaned forward slightly: "Don't worry about other things tonight, just relax." After that, his fingers gently kneaded Sang Shuwan's shoulders to relieve her fatigue. Sang Shuwan leaned back in the chair, enjoying his massage comfortably, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Jiang Ci Mu whispered in her ear: "Do you want to go to the balcony to get some fresh air and look at the stars?" Sang Shuwan turned her head, met his eyes, and nodded: "Okay." Jiang Ci Mu took her hand, and they walked towards the balcony hand in hand.

On the balcony, the moonlight sprinkled on the two of them like water. Jiang Cimu hugged Sang Shuwan from behind, and gently rested his chin on her shoulder: "The stars are so bright tonight." Sang Shuwan leaned in his arms and looked at the twinkling stars in the night sky: "Well, just like our future, full of hope."

Jiang Cimu placed a gentle kiss on her neck, causing Sang Shuwan to tremble slightly. His voice was low and gentle: "We will definitely be happy forever." Sang Shuwan turned around and put her arms around Jiang Cimu's neck: "Of course, we will always be together."

Under the moonlight, the two figures gradually approached each other, their lips touched, leaving a deep and sweet kiss in the quiet night sky.

As Jiang Cimu gently closed the bedroom door, the atmosphere inside instantly became private and warm. The dim bedside lamp emitted a warm glow, as if quietly laying a gentle filter for this rush of love.

Jiang Cimu gently held Sang Shuwan's waist with his hands, and slowly placed her on the soft big bed with a steady and gentle movement. Sang Shuwan followed his strength and sank lightly into the mattress. Her long hair spread out like a waterfall and spread on the white pillow, like a quiet and soft painting. Her eyes were slightly raised, and there was a hint of clarity in her blurred eyes, as if she was hiding countless unspoken words, and she looked at Jiang Cimu quietly. The affection flowing in her eyes could be understood without words, as if silently telling the deepest attachment and dependence in her heart.

Jiang Cimu's eyes never left her face, and the tenderness in his eyes was like a deep pool, enveloping her whole body. He leaned over slightly, and his fingertips gently brushed her hair, his movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing something. The two people's breathing intertwined in the quiet air, as if even time became slow and long at this moment.

Jiang Cimu leaned forward slightly, his hands gently supporting Sang Shuwan's side, his eyes deep and gentle, as if he wanted to engrave her figure forever in his heart. His lips gently touched hers, and this time the touch was more delicate and lingering than before, as if silently telling the emotions in his heart. The breaths of the two intertwined, and every touch between their lips carried an indescribable tacit understanding, as if two hearts were quietly approaching each other.

Sang Shuwan unconsciously put her hands around Jiang Cimu's shoulders, her fingertips lightly brushing across his neck, with a hint of attachment. Jiang Cimu slowly raised his hand, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, as if he was describing a precious work of art. His movements were extremely gentle, his fingertips slid down along her jawline, and finally stopped at her shoulder, his palm slightly tightened, as if silently conveying some deep emotion.

The breathing of the two gradually became rapid, and there was a subtle tension in the air. Jiang Cimu's lips gently left hers, and moved slowly down along her jawline, his movements were gentle and restrained, as if he was carefully exploring. His kiss fell on the side of her neck, with a hint of warmth, but it did not leave any traces, but only made Sang Shuwan's skin slightly flushed.

Sang Shuwan's breathing stagnated slightly, and her fingertips unconsciously grasped his collar. Jiang Cimu's hand slowly slid across her waist, his movements gentle and slow, as if he was comforting her, but also as if he was testing her. His fingers gently hooked the corner of her clothes, and his fingertips exerted a little force, but he did not continue, as if he was waiting for her acquiescence.

Sang Shuwan's hand gently rested on his chest, her fingertips trembling slightly, but she firmly unbuttoned the first button of his shirt. As the buttons were unbuttoned, Jiang Cimu's breathing also sank slightly, but he was not in a hurry to continue, but lowered his head and stared into her eyes, as if to confirm her feelings. Their eyes met, and a silent tacit understanding filled the air.

Jiang Cimu moved closer again, his lips gently touching hers, this time the kiss was even longer and more affectionate. Their bodies gently pressed together, their temperatures blending silently. Their movements were slow and restrained, and every touch was filled with deep emotion, as if at this moment, time had stopped for them. In this quiet space, only the sound of each other's breathing and heartbeats intertwined, telling of the deep and obscure love.

In the early morning, a few rays of sunlight playfully passed through the gaps in the curtains and quietly fell on the big bed. Sang Shuwan woke up slowly, feeling dizzy and the hangover was still there, but the hot and familiar touch beside her instantly reminded her of the madness and sweetness of last night. She subconsciously shrank to her side and buried her face in Jiang Cimu's chest, greedy for this moment of warmth and peace of mind.

Jiang Cimu noticed the movement of the person in his arms and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Sang Shuwan's slightly red cheeks, thinking of what happened last night, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and he gently kissed her forehead, his voice still hoarse from just waking up: "Morning, baby."

Sang Shuwan felt a little tickled by the gentle kiss and giggled. She tilted her head back and looked at Jiang Cimu sleepily: "Good morning. I didn't expect you to get up earlier than me."

Jiang Ci Mu reached out and gently stroked Sang Shuwan's hair, his tone full of doting: "You must be exhausted after tossing and turning for so long last night. I just want to let you sleep a little longer." As he spoke, his hand slid down Sang Shuwan's arm and interlocked his fingers with hers.

Sang Shuwan's cheeks became hotter and hotter, and she said coquettishly: "You still say! It's all your fault. I have no strength in my body now." Although she complained, her eyes were full of sweetness that could not be concealed.

Jiang Cimu laughed and hugged Sang Shuwan tighter. Their bodies pressed tightly together, their skin touching, and the temperature gradually rose. "Okay, it's all my fault. I have to make it up to you. What do you want to eat? I'll make you breakfast."

Sang Shuwan thought for a moment, his eyes sparkling: "I want to eat the sandwich you made, and some hot milk."

"No problem. I promise you'll be satisfied with the meal." After Jiang Ci Mu agreed, he didn't mean to get up. Instead, he lowered his head and gently rubbed Sang Shuwan's neck with the tip of his nose, causing her to tremble all over and couldn't help twisting her body.

"Stop messing around and go make breakfast. I'm hungry." Sang Shuwan blushed and pushed Jiang Cimu's chest.

Jiang Ci Mu pretended not to hear her and whispered in her ear: "Let me hold you for a while, just a little while." As he spoke, he gently bit her earlobe.

Sang Shuwan was both shy and anxious, but faced with Jiang Cimu's coquettish behavior, she finally softened her heart and had to nestle in his arms and let him hold her.

After a long while, Jiang Cimu reluctantly let go of Sang Shuwan and sat up. Sang Shuwan's eyes followed his movements, looking at his sturdy back, recalling the passion of last night, and her face flushed again.

Jiang Cimu put on his clothes, turned around and saw Sang Shuwan staring at him. He curled his lips and said jokingly, "Why, you don't want me to leave? How about we go to the kitchen together and watch me cook?"

Sang Shuwan rolled her eyes at him and pulled the quilt over her face: "No, go now, I'll sleep a little longer."

Jiang Cimu smiled and shook his head, then tiptoed out of the bedroom.

Before long, the sound of pots and pans colliding and the aroma of food could be heard from the kitchen. Sang Shuwan lay on the bed, smelling the familiar aroma, her heart filled with happiness and satisfaction.

After a while, Jiang Cimu walked into the bedroom with breakfast. On the tray, the exquisite sandwich was cut into beautiful triangles, dotted with green lettuce leaves, and hot milk was steaming on the side.

"Baby, get up and have breakfast." Jiang Cimu put the tray beside the bed and called softly.

Sang Shuwan slowly sat up, took the milk handed to her by Jiang Cimu, took a sip, and instantly felt the warmth spread throughout her body. "Well, the hot milk you make is still the best."

Jiang Cimu sat down beside the bed, picked up a sandwich and handed it to Sang Shuwan: "Try the sandwich and see if it suits your taste."

Sang Shuwan opened his mouth and took a bite. The crispness of the bread, the fragrance of the ham, and the richness of the cheese blended perfectly on the tip of his tongue. "It's delicious! Your cooking skills are really getting better and better."

Jiang Cimu watched Sang Shuwan eat to his heart's content, and he was filled with joy. He also took a bite of the sandwich. The two of them shared the breakfast, exchanging glances from time to time, and the air was filled with sweetness and ambiguity.

After breakfast, Jiang Cimu packed up the tray, lay back on the bed, and took Sang Shuwan into his arms. Sang Shuwan snuggled in his arms, drawing circles on his chest with her fingers, and said nonchalantly, "What are we going to do today?"

Jiang Cimu thought for a moment and suggested, "How about going out for a walk? The weather is so nice, let's go to the park for a walk and enjoy the sunshine."

Sang Shuwan raised his head, his eyes lit up: "Great, I haven't been to the park for a long time. Maybe I can see some little squirrels."

Jiang Ci Mu smiled and nodded: "Okay, then we'll set off soon." As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed Sang Shuwan. The kiss was gentle and long, full of endless love.

The two of them hugged each other in bed, enjoying this warm and sweet moment, immersed in their own world, forgetting all the disturbances of the outside world.

After a long while, Jiang Cimu reluctantly let go of Sang Shuwan and sat up. Sang Shuwan's eyes followed his movements, looking at his sturdy back, recalling the passion of last night, and her face flushed again.

Jiang Cimu put on his clothes, turned around and saw Sang Shuwan staring at him. He curled his lips and said jokingly, "Why, you don't want me to leave? How about we go to the kitchen together and watch me cook?"

Sang Shuwan rolled her eyes at him and pulled the quilt over her face: "No, go now, I'll sleep a little longer."

Jiang Cimu smiled and shook his head, then tiptoed out of the bedroom. (End of this chapter)