After I died, they cried in the live studio

Chapter 48 Late Concern

Jiang Cimu was sitting at one end of the long table in the conference room. The lights in the conference room were dim and the atmosphere was as heavy as a lead block, weighing heavily on everyone's heart. Everyone gathered around the table covered with documents and drawings, discussing a major project that the company was about to launch. Everyone expressed their opinions, and the air was filled with tension as they exchanged words. Jiang Cimu's posture was straight and resolute, like a pine tree standing proudly on the edge of a cliff. His eyes were focused and sharp, staring at the documents in front of him. From time to time, he looked up, listened to the opinions of all parties, nodded slightly, or frowned in thought, and gave his own precise and unique insights. His calm and confident aura seemed to be able to control everything in the room.

However, at this critical moment, his cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated wildly. The moment the screen lit up, the message sent by his assistant about Sang Shuwan's accident was like a sharp dagger, piercing his heart. His face instantly turned pale as snow, and his lips lost their color, as if all the vitality had been drained away.

"Bang!" He stood up suddenly, with such force that the chair behind him made a very piercing sound, so sharp that it seemed like a scream that cut through the silent night sky, which was particularly abrupt in this already tense meeting room. Everyone's eyes were cast on him, full of astonishment and confusion, as if they didn't understand what had happened to make the usually calm and steady CEO Jiang lose his composure like this. Jiang Cimu completely ignored the astonished eyes of everyone in the meeting room. His hands trembled slightly, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and his voice became trembling and hoarse because of extreme worry. He said "Sorry, there is an emergency", and there was obviously a trace of trembling in his words that was difficult to conceal. Then he turned around in a hurry, his steps were urgent and flustered, like a rabbit that ran away after being frightened, and ran towards the door of the meeting room, leaving the room full of people looking at each other in bewilderment.

Along the way, Jiang Cimu was extremely anxious, and he almost stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The car was like a black lightning, speeding on the wide road. The scenery outside the window passed by like a revolving lantern, but he had no intention of appreciating it. He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and his knuckles turned white because of excessive force, and they were still trembling slightly, like branches ravaged by the wind. His eyes revealed unprecedented tension and worry, like an ant on a hot pan, constantly scanning the road ahead, muttering: "Shu Wan, you must wait for me, nothing can happen to you." At the same time, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket with his other hand, and his fingers slid rapidly across the screen. After finding the number of his private doctor, he could not wait to dial it. His voice became hoarse with anxiety, and he almost roared, "Doctor Zhang, Shu Wan is in trouble, you must bring the medical kit here immediately..." The voice was filled with endless fear and anxiety, like the desperate roar of a beast that was injured and trapped in despair, and it kept echoing in the narrow compartment.

In less than half an hour, Jiang Cimu arrived at the scene. He parked the car quickly, and without even turning off the engine, he pushed open the door and rushed to the backstage of the event. His eyes were eagerly searching for Sang Shuwan, and his gaze was like a searchlight, not missing any corner. The backstage was in chaos, with staff members running back and forth in panic, and all kinds of props and equipment scattered all over the floor, but Jiang Cimu ignored all of this. He had only one thought in his mind, and that was to find Sang Shuwan.

Finally, he saw Sang Shuwan, who looked a little embarrassed but still pretending to be strong. At that moment, his eyes softened instantly, like ice and snow melting in spring, but with deep heartache. He took a few big steps to her, like a gust of wind passing by, bringing up the surrounding air. His hands tightly grasped her shoulders without hesitation. His hands were like solid iron hoops, locking her tightly, as if afraid that she would disappear if he let go. His eyes looked up and down at Sang Shuwan carefully, not missing any details, his eyes full of worry and pity: "Shuwan, how are you? Are you hurt?" The voice was so soft that it seemed like the sobbing of an injured child, with a barely perceptible cry, which made people feel pity.

Sang Shuwan looked at Jiang Cimu's anxious look, and her heart warmed up, like a burning fire in winter, dispelling the fear and anxiety in her heart. She shook her head slightly, forced a smile on her face, and tried to comfort Jiang Cimu: "I'm fine, just a little frightened." Although her voice was still trembling slightly, she tried to appear calm.

At this time, Jiang Cimu's personal doctor also rushed over. Jiang Cimu hurriedly asked the doctor to do a detailed examination for Sang Shuwan. He stood aside with his brows furrowed, as if a deep ravine was carved on his forehead. His eyes stared at the doctor's every move without blinking, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, like two hard stones. The tense muscles seemed to tell of his inner tension and anxiety, as if this could relieve his inner torment. The doctor carefully examined Sang Shuwan's physical condition, and after asking some questions, he breathed a sigh of relief, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, Miss Sang is fine, she just got a little scared, just go back and have a good rest."

After hearing the doctor's words, Jiang Cimu's heart was relieved a little, but he was still worried. He carefully reached out his hand, as if he was touching a rare treasure, and gently helped Sang Shuwan get into the car and personally sent her home. Along the way, he turned his head from time to time, looking at Sang Shuwan with concern in his eyes. His eyes were gentle and affectionate, like the warm sunshine in spring, sprinkled on Sang Shuwan. After returning home, he gently let Sang Shuwan lie on the sofa, his movements were so gentle as if he was caring for a wounded bird. Then, he walked quickly into the room, took out a soft blanket, gently covered Sang Shuwan's body, and carefully tucked in the corners of the blanket, for fear that she would catch a cold. Then he turned and ran to the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a cup of steaming hot water. Holding the cup steadily in both hands, he walked in front of Sang Shuwan, squatted slightly, and said softly: "Shuwan, drink some hot water and relax." The voice was soft and soothing, like melodious music, flowing in Sang Shuwan's ears, making her feel extremely at ease.

For the whole day that followed, Jiang Cimu stayed by Sang Shuwan's side, like a loyal guard, guarding the most important treasure in life. He brought her a cup of tea and handed it to her with both hands, his eyes full of tenderness and care; he asked her if she was feeling unwell, his voice was as gentle as the breeze; he also cooked nutritious meals for her in person, busy in the kitchen, like a dedicated artist, carefully preparing each dish. Seeing Sang Shuwan gradually regain her smile, Jiang Cimu finally felt at ease. He sat silently beside Sang Shuwan, looking into her eyes, and secretly vowed in his heart that he would be more careful to protect Sang Shuwan in the future and not let her get hurt. His firm eyes were like the twinkling stars in the night sky, shining brightly.

Alice was reviewing an important document in her office after learning about the incident that Sang Shuwan had encountered. Her office was spacious and bright, with a simple and elegant decoration style. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows let in bright light, illuminating the entire room. The desk was piled with various documents and materials, but Alice had no intention of dealing with them. Her eyes revealed a trace of anxiety and worry. When she saw the news sent by her assistant about Sang Shuwan's accident, her face instantly became solemn, as if the sky was about to be hit by a storm.

She immediately put down the documents in her hand, stood up, quickly walked to the clothes rack, picked up her coat, and put it on. Then, she hurried out of the office and said to her assistant, "Cancel all my schedules this afternoon and prepare the car. I'm going to visit Shu Wan." Her voice was concise and decisive, without any hesitation. The assistant nodded quickly and ran to prepare the car.

Alice went to a flower shop and carefully selected a bouquet of flowers. The flowers were colorful and gorgeous, exuding fragrance, and each petal was delicate and beautiful, like the face of a carefully cared-for girl. Then, she went to a high-end tonic store and selected a delicate tonic. The packaging was exquisite and gorgeous, like a precious work of art. After everything was ready, she rushed to Sang Shuwan's residence without stopping.

When Alice stepped into the room, her eyes were full of concern and love, like a loving mother seeing a wounded child. She walked quickly to Sang Shuwan's side, gently put down the gift in her hand, and then slowly sat down on the sofa in the living room, her movements gentle and graceful. She reached out and gently held Sang Shuwan's hand, which was delicate and soft, like silk. She looked into Sang Shuwan's eyes and said, "Shuwan, dear, I came here as soon as I heard about this. How are you? Are you feeling better?" Her voice was soft and warm, like a spring breeze, gently brushing Sang Shuwan's heart, making her feel comforted.

Sang Shuwan shook her head slightly, forced a smile on her face, and responded softly: "Alice, I'm fine, I'm just still a little frightened and I made you worried." Although her voice was a little weak, she still tried to stay calm. She sat elegantly without any mess, with her back straight, like a wounded but noble white swan.

Alice patted Sang Shuwan's hand gently, her eyes revealing determination and support: "Shuwan, don't worry, I will never let the mastermind go. How dare she do such a thing under my nose? It's simply lawless! I have asked someone to investigate, and we will find conclusive evidence and make her receive the punishment she deserves." As she spoke, a barely perceptible sharpness flashed in her eyes, like a female warrior about to go to war, with the flame of fighting spirit burning in her eyes, and that light made people dare not look directly at it.

Sang Shuwan's heart was filled with gratitude. She raised her head slightly and looked at Alice, tears of emotion welling up in her eyes: "Alice, thank you. I feel really at ease with you by my side. This incident also made me understand more clearly that there are dangers everywhere in this circle, but I will not be easily defeated." Her voice trembled slightly, and the tears rolled in her eyes like crystal pearls that could roll down at any time. However, her expression still revealed a kind of tenacity and determination, which blended with her past gentleness, showing a different kind of charm.

Alice gently picked up the loose hair on Sang Shu's forehead and encouraged him, "Shu Wan, you are a strong girl and I have always been optimistic about you. This is just a small setback and you will be able to get through it. In the days to come, I will arrange more security personnel to protect you and ensure your safety." Her movements were gentle and careful, as if she was wiping a precious piece of porcelain.

The two talked for a long time. Alice shared some of her many years of experience in the entertainment industry and how to deal with crises. Her voice was steady and confident, like an experienced mentor imparting knowledge. Sang Shuwan listened carefully, nodding her head from time to time to show her agreement. Her eyes were focused and sincere, like a humble and studious student. With Alice's company and encouragement, Sang Shuwan's mood gradually calmed down. She also became more determined to continue in the entertainment industry and to face the challenges that may arise in the future with a more mature and strong attitude. There was a hint of firmness and courage in her eyes, like the first ray of sunshine that penetrated the clouds at dawn, full of hope and strength. However, under this light, there was a deep hatred for Sang Jiuyue. That hatred was like a burning flame, burning in her heart, hot and fierce, but it was only covered by her elegant appearance, waiting for the right time to burst out.

Sang Shuwan sat on the sofa, looking ahead with a somewhat empty look in her eyes, as if she was in deep thought. The light in the room was a little dim, and a shadow shrouded her body, as if she was in a heavy mood at the moment. Her hands rested weakly on her knees, her fingers slightly curled up, as if she had lost all her strength. Although she had some guesses in her mind, when Alice's assistant said the words "It's Sang Jiuyue" in person, her hands still clenched into fists unconsciously, as if she was greatly stimulated. A trace of anger and hatred flashed in her eyes, like a flash of lightning across the night sky, although short, but full of power, the coldness revealed in her eyes seemed to freeze the air around her.

"It's her..." Sang Shuwan whispered softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, like a leaf shivering in the cold wind, but this tremor was not caused by fear, but by the emotional fluctuations inspired by hatred. She recalled Sang Jiuyue's past actions, from the initial petty fights to the unscrupulous means now, and her heart was full of sadness and determination. Those past memories kept flashing in her mind like movie clips, and every scene hurt her heart, and at the same time strengthened her determination for revenge. She knew that Sang Jiuyue's actions had touched her bottom line, and she would no longer sit idly by and let this woman hurt herself and those around her.

Seeing this, Alice frowned slightly, with a hint of coldness in her eyes: "This Sang Jiuyue is really too much! She has caused trouble again and again, and we must not let her go easily this time." There was a hint of anger and dissatisfaction in her voice, like a low thunder, echoing in the room.

Sang Shuwan took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and said, "Alice, I know you are doing this for my own good, but I will not let her go easily. Since she dared to hurt me so unscrupulously, she must pay the price for her actions. I will let her know that I, Sang Shuwan, am not someone you can easily mess with." Although her voice was a little trembling, it was full of firmness and determination, like an avenger rising from adversity, with a strong heart hidden under her elegant appearance.

Alice shook her head gently and said firmly: "Shu Wan, don't worry, I will fully support you. Let's collect evidence first so that she can't escape the punishment of the law." Her eyes revealed a trace of worry and concern, like a mother who watches her child in trouble but fully supports her.

Sang Shuwan nodded slightly, and secretly made up her mind to find Sang Jiuyue and settle the account with her face to face. Her eyes revealed a trace of firmness and courage, like a warrior about to embark on a journey of revenge, full of courage and determination, but this determination was wrapped in her elegant posture, making people feel a different kind of power.

On that day, Sang Shuwan sat opposite Alice, her eyes revealing calmness and determination. She leaned forward slightly, her hands folded elegantly on her knees, and softly but firmly told Alice about her carefully planned plan. Her voice was not loud, but every word was clear, like cold raindrops, with the chill of revenge: "Alice, I think we can do this... First, release the news that there is an audition for an important role, and this role must be very attractive to Sang Jiuyue, so that she will take the initiative to join. Then, we arrange everything at the audition site, let her embarrass herself in public, and expose her true face to everyone." Sang Shuwan's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a barely perceptible sneer, that smile was full of hatred and contempt for Sang Jiuyue, but it was cleverly concealed by her elegant temperament.

Alice listened attentively, nodding slightly from time to time, with appreciation and support in her eyes. She folded her arms across her chest, leaned back on the sofa, and after thinking for a moment, she said: "This plan is good, but we must be careful and not let her notice anything unusual. I will arrange everything to ensure that everything is foolproof." The next day, Alice made an appointment with Sang Jiuyue as planned. When Sang Jiuyue received Alice's invitation, she was really surprised. She widened her eyes, her face full of surprise and confusion, and she thought to herself: "She is the president of a big entertainment company, how could she make an appointment with me in person? Is there any opportunity in this?" Sang Jiuyue stood in front of the mirror, carefully selecting clothes, her eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation. She tried one piece after another, and kept muttering: "I must leave a good impression on her this time, maybe I can take this opportunity to rise to the top."

When Sang Jiuyue arrived at the agreed location with a nervous and excited mood, Alice had been waiting for a long time. Alice sat on the sofa in the private room, her eyes calm and majestic. She was wearing a well-cut suit, her hair was neatly tied up, and she exuded a powerful aura. Seeing Sang Jiuyue coming in, Alice just glanced at her lightly and nodded slightly to signal her to sit down.

Sang Jiuyue walked to Alice somewhat stiffly and sat down opposite her. She forced a flattering smile on her face and said, "Sister Alice, you asked me to come here today. Is there something good you want to do for me?" Her voice was sickeningly sweet, but her eyes revealed a hint of greed and eagerness.

Alice raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and said: "Miss Sang, there is indeed a good opportunity. It depends on whether you have the ability to seize it." Her voice was neither hurried nor slow, but with an unquestionable authority, and her eyes revealed a trace of scrutiny, as if she was looking at a prey about to fall into a trap.

When Sang Jiuyue heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up. She straightened up quickly and said anxiously: "Sister Alice, don't worry, I will never let you down!" She clenched her hands tightly together on her knees, leaned forward slightly, and looked determined to win.

Alice sneered in her heart but said calmly: "That's good, I'll have someone inform you of the specific situation, you go back and wait for news." After that, she stood up and signaled Sang Jiuyue that she could leave.

Sang Jiuyue stood up reluctantly, still with a smile on her face, and said, "Okay, Sister Alice, I'll wait for your news then." She bowed slightly, then turned and left with brisk steps, her heart full of longing for the future, but she didn't know that she had walked step by step into the trap carefully set by Sang Shuwan.

Sang Jiuyue walked out of the meeting place with Alice happily, her steps were as brisk as if she was walking on clouds, the "opportunity" Alice mentioned kept appearing in her mind, and she was secretly thinking about how to show her talents in this rare opportunity and become famous in one fell swoop. She walked slowly along the street, her eyes flashing with longing, and sometimes the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a smug smile, as if she had already seen herself standing at the top of the entertainment industry.

However, as she walked, her steps gradually slowed down, and the smile on her face gradually froze, replaced by a trace of doubt and uneasiness. She frowned slightly, and her eyes revealed a trace of confusion, as if she was trying to recall something important. Suddenly, her eyes widened suddenly, as if she remembered some key information, and her face turned pale in an instant.

"Isn't that CEO Alice that Chu Ling was talking about last time?" Sang Jiuyue muttered to herself, her voice trembling. Her hands unconsciously clenched, her knuckles turning white from the force, and she had an ominous premonition in her heart. "It's the CEO that Sang Shuwan was with, so Alice must be here for revenge." The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, and the fear in her heart became stronger and stronger.

Sang Jiuyue stopped and stood on the street, looking around in panic, as if everyone around her might be sent by Alice to monitor her. Her breathing became rapid, her chest rose and fell violently, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. "How could I be so stupid that I didn't think of this!" She said self-blamingly, her voice full of annoyance and regret.

The streets were busy with traffic, but Sang Jiuyue felt as if she was in a lonely and dangerous situation. Alice's majestic and indifferent eyes kept appearing in her mind, and she was more certain of her guess. "No, I can't just sit there and wait for death." Sang Jiuyue gritted her teeth, her jaw trembled slightly, and a trace of determination and firmness flashed in her eyes. She knew that the situation was serious, and she secretly told herself that she must calm down and think about how to deal with it. The impending crisis was like a dark cloud, which made people breathless, but she was unwilling to give in. Deep in her heart, she vowed not to allow Alice and Sang Shuwan's conspiracy to go smoothly.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and then quickened her pace to move forward. Along the way, her brain was working fast, thinking of various possible coping strategies. She knew that she had met a strong opponent this time, but she would never give up easily. Even if she had to do whatever it took, she would keep everything she had and fight Alice and Sang Shuwan to the end.

The sky was gloomy as if a huge lead sheet was pressing down heavily on the city, making people feel inexplicably depressed. The street lamps emitted a dim and gloomy light, listlessly illuminating a small area around. Pedestrians were in a hurry, wrapping their clothes tightly, walking quickly with their heads down, as if they were eager to escape from this dull atmosphere. Cars sped past on the road, splashing water from the puddles on the roadside, making a "swooshing" sound, and the exhaust gas formed gray-white smoke in the cold air, slowly rising and dissipating.

Sang Jiuyue stood on the noisy street, holding her cell phone tightly in her hand. The cell phone seemed to be her only life-saving straw at the moment, and also like a bomb that could explode at any time. Her knuckles were pale due to excessive force, as if the bones had lost their blood color and stood out abruptly. The blue veins on her forehead were slightly protruding, like angry little snakes, twisting and turning under her skin, clearly visible, as if telling of the surging emotions in her heart. There was a raging flame of anger burning in her eyes, the flame was hot and wild, as if it wanted to burn everything in front of her. She was panting rapidly, and every breath was like pulling a bellows, her chest rose and fell violently, causing her body to tremble slightly. Her teeth were clenched, and the sharp sound echoed in her own ears, as if it was a curse from hell.

In this chaotic and out-of-control emotion, she suddenly pressed the call button of her mobile phone and pressed the phone tightly to her ear, with such force that it seemed to embed the phone into her skull. As soon as the call was connected, she was like a wild beast that had fallen into madness after being injured, and hysterically shouted into the receiver: "Alice, have you colluded with Sang Shuwan to set me up? Don't think I'm a fool and don't know anything!" Her voice was sharp and piercing, like a nail scratching a glass blackboard, breaking the silence of the night sky, and it seemed particularly abrupt and terrifying in the noisy streets. At this moment, she had completely lost the elegance and reserve that she had carefully disguised on weekdays. Her hair became a little messy due to her emotional excitement. A few strands of hair were soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to her sweaty cheeks, looking embarrassed. Her cheeks were flushed red, like a ripe tomato, and as if they were burned by the flames of anger. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she was trying to control her more radical words and actions, but the uncontrolled emotions continued to overflow from the corners of her mouth and from her teeth. Her eyes revealed a trace of panic and unwillingness, a kind of helplessness after being plotted against, but also a trace of stubbornness that would never admit defeat, like a trapped beast that was forced into a desperate situation, making its last struggle and resistance, even though it knew it might be powerless to save the situation, it still had to show its fangs and make a final fight.

On the other side of the city, in the bustling commercial district, Alice was sitting in a spacious and bright office. The office was decorated in a simple and luxurious style, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows occupying the entire wall, offering an unreserved view of the bustling city. Outside the window, high-rise buildings were lined up one after another, neon lights flashed colorful lights, and the streets were busy with cars and people coming and going, a lively scene that formed a sharp contrast with the dim street where Sang Jiuyue was. Alice was wearing a well-cut black suit, the fabric of the suit was superior, the lines were smooth, and it perfectly outlined her slender and upright figure. Her hair was neatly tied behind her head, not a single strand out of place, and a delicate diamond hairpin was pinned on her bun, shining brightly under the light. Her makeup was delicate and cold, and her slender eyebrows were like two willow leaves, slightly raised, adding a bit of majesty and sharpness. The color combination of the eyeshadow is just right, deep and mysterious, making her eyes look even deeper and more charming. Her eyes reveal a kind of pride and confidence, as if everything in the world is under her control, and they are just ants in her eyes, which she can trample and manipulate at will.

She sat behind a large desk made of precious solid wood. The tabletop was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the soft light of the desk lamp. Her fingers tapped the tabletop lightly, making a rhythmic "click" sound. The sound echoed in the quiet office, as if it was a metronome of her inner calculations, or as if she was waiting for something important to happen. There were some documents and office supplies on the table, all neatly arranged and in order, showing her rigorous and meticulous personality.

When Sang Jiuyue called, Alice's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a barely perceptible sneer. The sneer was full of sarcasm and disdain, as if mocking Sang Jiuyue's self-importance and stupidity. She picked up the phone slowly, put it to her ear, and said in a slightly lazy but provocative tone: "Humph, so what if you found out? I've been unhappy with Sang Shuwan for a long time. What's so great about her talent? She's just lucky." Her voice was low and magnetic, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with a strong sense of resentment and jealousy.

As she spoke, Alice stood up. Her movements were graceful and calm, like a dancer performing on stage. She slowly walked to the window, her posture upright, her steps light, and every step seemed to be on the clouds. She looked down at the pedestrians and vehicles downstairs, who were like ants. Her eyes revealed a sense of superiority, as if she was the master of this world, and everything downstairs was just her plaything. "As for Jiang Cimu, he should have been mine. That Sang Shuwan, I don't know what means she used to snatch him away from me. How could I let her go so easily?" There was a hint of jealousy and resentment in her voice, and the jealousy was like a poisonous snake entwined in her heart, gnawing at her heart. Her eyes also became sharp, as if they could penetrate all obstacles and reach the target she hated. The malice contained in her eyes made people shudder.

"I just think she still has some value and can make money for me, so I have been investing in her and pretending to have a good relationship with her. Otherwise, do you think I would tolerate her until now?" Alice said, laughing softly. The laughter echoed in the empty office, which seemed particularly cold and without a trace of warmth, as if it was a cold wind coming from an ice cellar, making people's backs cold. "And you, Sang Jiuyue, if you know what's good for you, just cooperate with me. Let's join forces to ruin Sang Shuwan's reputation, and then you will get the benefits." Alice's tone was a little bewitching, and that bewitching was like the song of a siren, full of temptation, trying to lead Sang Jiuyue into the trap she carefully designed. There was a calculating light flashing in her eyes, and that light was like the cold stars flashing in the night sky, cold and full of conspiracy. She seemed to have seen the embarrassed appearance of Sang Shuwan falling at her feet, and her heart was full of pride and pleasure, as if she was about to taste the fruits of victory.

Sang Jiuyue stood on the street, surrounded by people coming and going, and the traffic was busy, but she felt isolated from the world, as if she was on an uninhabited desert island, full of helplessness and hesitation. Her eyes were empty and confused, like a lamb lost in the darkness, unable to find the way home. Hearing Alice's words, a glimmer of light flashed in her dim eyes, as if she saw a ray of light after being lost in the darkness for a long time. Although the light was weak, it was enough to rekindle a glimmer of hope for her.

Her face was immediately filled with a flattering smile, which was like a flower blooming in spring, delicate and flattering, but it made people feel hypocritical and artificial. Her voice became particularly soft, and she said with a hint of flattery: "Sister Alice, I'm so sorry! I was really confused just now and thought wrong for a moment. You are magnanimous, please don't hold it against me." She bent down slightly and leaned forward. Her posture was humble, as if a humble servant was admitting her mistakes to her master, and as if this would bring her closer to Alice and make her feel her apology. In fact, she was doing whatever it took for her own benefit.

Then, Sang Jiuyue straightened up, and her eyes revealed a hint of viciousness, which was like a poisonous snake hidden in the grass, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow at any time. She gritted her teeth and said, "Sister Alice, you don't know, I have long disliked Sang Shuwan's hypocritical appearance. She always pretends to be kind and innocent, and wins sympathy everywhere, but in fact she is very scheming. And she also snatched away the opportunity that should belong to me. Whether in career or in love, she wants to compete with me. I really hate her!" When she was excited, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists and waved in the air. The fists carried her inner anger and hatred, as if she wanted to smash Sang Shuwan to pieces to vent her inner anger. At this moment, Sang Jiuyue completely disregarded her image. Her face was slightly flushed due to excitement, and her hair on her forehead was a little messy, but she didn't care at all. She just wanted to express her disgust for Sang Shuwan in front of Alice, hoping to reach a closer "cooperation" with Alice to deal with Sang Shuwan together and gain more benefits and opportunities for herself. She was completely unaware that she was falling step by step into the trap carefully designed by Alice and Sang Shuwan. She thought she had found a powerful ally, but she didn't know that she was about to face a more tragic failure and humiliation, like a moth flying into the flame, and would eventually turn into ashes.

In the heart of the city, there is a quiet high-end residential area, which is shaded by trees and has an elegant environment. In this residential area, there is an eye-catching and exquisitely decorated villa. It is not only elegant in appearance, but also amazing in interior design. As soon as you step into the villa, the warm and elegant layout comes into view, as if you have entered an isolated art palace. Some precious paintings are carefully selected and hung on the walls, each of which seems to be telling a history or a story, adding an indescribable artistic atmosphere to the whole space. The living room is the heart of this villa. It is spacious and bright, making people feel extremely comfortable. There is a group of soft sofas with a strong sense of design. The color of the sofa is soft and warm, like the afterglow of the sunset, bringing endless tranquility to people. The sofa is matched with several colorful and beautifully patterned pillows. They are like a few bright colors jumping in the soft ocean, attracting the attention of every visitor, making people want to sit on it to relax and enjoy a moment of tranquility. The floor is covered with a thick layer of carpet. Its delicate touch and rich texture make every step feel like walking in the clouds. The soft feeling seems to melt away all the fatigue of the day.

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