A perfect life begins with changing the timeline.

Chapter 124 Nothing Happened

Who is Liu Yifei?

Li Mu asked curiously.

Lost in some kind of memory, the man with the furrowed brows furrowed even more deeply, muttering to himself, "I was young back then—I thought to myself, how dare you break up with me? Why did you break up with me? I was so good to you, how many people did I reject for you? Why do you act like I wronged you—"

"Well----"

From the increasingly angry tone of the man with furrowed brows, Li Mu learned that their relationship had indeed come to an end without a trace.

After the breakup, the two became like parallel lines.

Frowning Guy continues to invest, whether in film and television or the internet, and his investments always yield great returns.

Gradually, he became a big shot in the industry.

Especially in the film and television industry, his unique vision and accurate market judgment have made him a figure of unparalleled status.

Meanwhile, Fan Bingbing's career is also thriving.

But—the two of them were like parallel lines, each doing their own thing, and even when they met at award ceremonies or similar occasions, they would pretend not to know each other and not have any interaction.

Then—she fell in love, dating someone in the entertainment industry, and they're reportedly getting married soon.

Meanwhile, the beautiful women around the frowning guy kept changing, one after another, just like changing clothes.

Then----

"She was reported for contract irregularities and tax evasion, and was fined 800 million yuan."

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Li Mu's lips twitched.

"What happened?"

He wanted to get to the bottom of things, but the frowning guy just sneered: "What's wrong? She's gone mad. She's had it too easy all these years, gotten a little cocky. Sure, 'Cellphone' made her famous, but I told her before that the script was crooked, it had problems. It's like Feng Xiaogang set a trap for Cui Yongyuan. Now she's trying to dredge up the past, making a lousy sequel like 'Cellphone 2,' slapping him in the face once isn't enough, she has to spit on him too? Does she think people don't have a temper? And what's the result? That idiot, she hasn't improved a bit all these years, she's become the one who took the bullet—of course, she's not clean herself either, doing this for a pittance. If she'd stayed with me all this time, would she have cared about these three measly things? Stupid! So stupid she could be in a museum!"

For no apparent reason, Frowning Guy started swearing.

"—What exactly happened? What phone? Isn't Cui Yongyuan the host of that 'Tell It Like It Is' program? What's going on?"

".——"

As Li Mu pressed for answers, Frowning Guy's brows furrowed even more.

Their gaze fell upon Li Mu.

He seemed to sense something was amiss—

"Why do you keep asking me such trivial and irrelevant questions? And why do you know nothing about me, yet you know about Brother Bie? And why do you call him Brother Bie directly? You seem to know a lot about my work as a reporter? You—"

As he spoke, his brows furrowed instantly, and his gaze shifted to one of scrutiny and inquiry: "Who exactly is it?"

Li Mu was taken aback, and subconsciously replied, "I am you from the past."

"Then why are you completely unaware of my affairs?"

"I only know about what happened before you resigned from the newspaper."

"Why do you only know so much? If you were me, you should know a lot about my affairs. And if you are just a figment of my imagination in a dream, since you don't know about me and her, you should know nothing about me at all—"

At this point, he seemed even more certain that something was wrong with Li Mu in front of him, and asked coldly, "Who exactly are you!?"

The dream, I don't know when, has already ended.

It was already broad daylight.

But the alarm clock still didn't ring.

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Li Mu stared blankly at the ceiling, the frowning man's question echoing in his mind: "No, you're not Li Mu! You're not me! Who are you?!"

Li Mu did not answer.

And then the dream ended.

But as he recalled everything in his mind, the wheelchair-bound man's instructions echoed once more—

It seems the other party was absolutely right.

When you encounter a "future" with its own opinions, that "future," after realizing that something is wrong with you, transforms you from "yourself" into a completely unfamiliar entity.

I no longer open up to anyone.

They no longer speak freely.

Instead, they became wary and began to try to find out the truth.

I'll have to learn my lesson from now on.

but----

He began to recall everything that the frowning guy had said, and started to think about it with a neutral and calm attitude.

Putting aside his feelings for Fan Bingbing—although this is the "main storyline" of Brother Frowning's story—Li Mu's emotions were unusually calm at this moment.

The panic of having my first kiss stolen last night is like a ridiculous first experience, not worth mentioning anymore.

It's just a kiss.

He didn't know where this sage-like calmness came from, but it didn't stop him from using it. Following this feeling, he began to calmly analyze everything about the frowning guy from the side.

First of all—"Soldiers' Assault"? "Cell Phone"?

Is "Cellphone" the name of the movie?

It should be related to Choi Yong-won from "Tell It Like It Is," and—it seems like making this movie is an insult to him.

And who is Liu Yifei?

And more importantly, Zhang Yujing, Hong Jinbao —

After thinking it over, he realized that—what that guy with the furrowed brows said was all about Fan Bingbing, and there were hardly any truly useful points.

Oh wait, there's also NetEase —

The frowning guy's talk about NetEase and the fat guy's talk about Google and Apple —

He pondered.

Until—the alarm clock rang, and at the same time, he also heard a sound coming from outside the door.

"Oh? Good morning, Brother Li."

"—Good morning, what brings you here?"

Looking at her disheveled hair, Li Mu subconsciously asked a question.

"Go back to the hotel, take a quick shower, and get ready to work."

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As Fan Taobing spoke, she had already put on her shoes.

"Wait a minute, I'll take you there."

"No need, no need, you have to go to work too."

"If you go out looking like that, rumors will probably be flying everywhere by the afternoon. Wait for me, I'll be done washing my face and brushing my teeth in two minutes."

Hearing this, Fan Bing, whose face was still a little swollen, thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

So, after quickly taking care of his personal hygiene in the master bedroom's bathroom, Li Mu slung his bag over his shoulder and, together with her who was already wearing a mask, pushed open the door and went out.

It was the morning rush hour for dropping off students, and when Li Mu and she got to the elevator, there were already quite a few people inside.

So neither of them said anything and they waited until the elevator arrived at the underground parking garage.

"Brother Li."

"Um?

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"Thanks to you, I slept very well last night, hehe."

Hearing this, Li Mu turned to look at her and nodded slightly: "Okay, that's fine then."

"Phew, having a drink like this once in a while really helps relieve fatigue. I feel full of energy today — hehe."

For some reason, she seemed to laugh a lot today.

I chuckled several times just walking this route.

The two arrived at the Audi, and Li Mu quickly started the car, driving her towards the guesthouse.

In the car.

"Um, Brother Li, were you the one who helped me to my room last night?"

Hearing this, Li Mu, who was driving, asked calmly, "Hmm, did you black out last night? What do you remember?"

"I remember quite a lot."

Fan Bing rolled the whites of her eyes slightly upwards, revealing a thoughtful expression: "I remember your cooking was especially delicious, we had a great chat, I drank a lot—and ended up eating so much. Hehe, I remember it all."

"Then you don't remember how you got to your room?"

"Well----"

As Li Mu spoke, she shook her head: "I just remember yawning several times in a row. Didn't you go to clean up the dishes? I think I said something to you, but I can't quite remember what it was. Did you help me back?"

"—Hmm. You're fast asleep, I can't just let you spend the night on the sofa, can I?"

"hey-hey."

Hearing this, Fan Taobing smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Li."

"It's alright, how did you sleep?"

"To be honest, I felt really good and slept very soundly — I feel like I'm fully recharged."

"That's fine then."

"Brother Li, you can't be late after you drop me off, right?"

"Don't worry, it won't."

"So, are you going to be busy today too?"

"Yes, it's still about the Ninth National Games—"

Last night's drunkenness seems to have vanished like smoke in the wind.

During this casual conversation, Li Mu's car finally arrived at the TV station's guesthouse.

"Brother Li, I'm off then."

"Okay, keep it up, don't overwork yourself."

After Li Mu finished speaking, Fan Taobing nodded, opened the car door, and got out of the car.

But just as Li Mu was waiting for her to close the door, he suddenly saw her stop standing still—

?

Did you forget something in the car?

As Li Mu was thinking, he suddenly saw her turn around, bend down again, and look at him.

The eyes above the mask held a look of inquiry and doubt as he asked, "Brother Li."

"What's wrong?"

"Did nothing else happen last night?"

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Li Mu was taken aback.

Then, with a normal expression, he smiled and shook his head, replying, "No."

"—Really not?"

She pressed for an answer.

Li Mu nodded, his gaze honest: "Yes."

A few seconds later.

The car door closed.

After Fan Bing watched the Audi leave—

Her eyes narrowed.

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