Shocking! The actress was dragged to the regent's bedchamber every night.

The next second, she noticed something was wrong below her collarbone.

Looking down, I saw blood seeping out and staining the pinkish-white cheongsam fabric red.

It must be the wound from when I was bitten by a man a few days ago; now it's bleeding again for some reason.

The only possibility is that it was obtained during the struggle just now.

Upon seeing this, Lu Min took half a step back.

The director, watching from behind the monitor, gasped. "Cut the shot, quick!"

Su Wuli was in a daze, and she could almost hear the man's laughing breaths in her ears, "Can't take it already? There's more..."

The live broadcast signal was forcibly cut off.

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The backstage dressing room door was locked from the inside by the agent, Lin Liwen.

Su Wuli slumped in her chair, her cheongsam soaked with cold sweat.

Lin Liwen squatted down in front of her, her hands trembling as she lifted the hem of her cheongsam.

Five clear bruises and finger marks on the inner thigh.

The finger marks stretched from the groin to the center of the thigh, leaving deep indentations.

The edges were tinged with a lustful dark purple.

Further up, a large red patch appeared on his waist, as if he had been lifted up with tremendous force, and the shape of his knuckles could still be seen on his skin.

"What is this? This is torture!" Lin Liwen's voice was shrill.

She kept asking, "Who did it? Lu Min? A staff member? Tell me, I'm going to risk it all today—"

"No..." Su Wuli shook her head, her throat tightening, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. "No one touched me..."

Lin Liwen didn't believe it at all; she wasn't an innocent little girl.

He then pressed further, "Where did these marks come from? Did they grow on their own?"

Su Wuli hugged her arms, her nails digging into her flesh; she needed the pain to confirm that she was still conscious.

But her waist felt like it was about to be broken by the man, and blood was seeping from her collarbone.

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And there's still a lingering soreness.

All of this reminded her how real the dream she had just had was.

"Sister Wen..." she looked up, her eyes trembling slightly, "I think... I'm being haunted by a ghost..."

Lin Liwen was stunned upon hearing this.

"It's been like this for several days in a row," Su Wuli continued. "Every time I fall asleep, I have the same dream. In the dream, there's a man... he pins me down on the bed, I can't move, I can't wake up... and these marks are on my body..."

She raised her hand to unbutton the Chinese knot buttons and pulled down the collar of her cheongsam.

Below the collarbone, besides the new marks from today, there are several light pink old marks and bite marks that are already bleeding.

Looking at all this, Lin Liwen felt a chill run down her spine.

She couldn't help but recall Su Wuli's unusual behavior this week, and how she insisted on watching the hotel surveillance footage that morning.

She called in the middle of the night crying because she couldn't sleep, and during the day she felt like a lost soul.

At the time, people said Su Wuli was being pretentious, but she forgot that the little girl she was taking care of was the most tolerant.

Looking back now, it wasn't pressure at all.

"The man in your dream..." Lin Liwen swallowed hard, asking cautiously, "What does he look like?"

Su Wuli shook her head, her watery eyes slightly red.

"I can't see clearly...it's like there's a layer of fog. I can only hear his voice."

He used so much force each time, as if he wanted to kill her, which was terrifying.

She dared not say it aloud.

She didn't dare to resist, since the marks left on her would actually appear on her body.

That means if he kills her in his dream, she will also die in reality.

As soon as Su Wuli finished speaking, the dressing room fell into a deathly silence.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Sister Lin, the production team wants to hold an emergency meeting."

"Screw you!" Lin Liwen turned and yelled back at the door. "Wuli is terrified and won't see anyone today."

She turned her head and stared at the bruises on Su Wuli's body, her eyes hardening.

"Whether it's a human or a ghost, I'll find you a master. We'll go to the temple tomorrow to get a talisman, and that'll definitely drive this filthy thing away."

Before she could finish speaking, Su Wuli suddenly shivered.

She turned her head to look at the makeup mirror.

There was nothing in the mirror, but the ambiguous marks on her neck were clearly visible, and her cheongsam was disheveled.

It was as if one could still see the man's blurry outline in the mirror, dressed in a black robe, tall and upright.

Su Wuli stopped breathing, staring intently at the mirror, not daring to blink.

But there was nothing in the mirror.

……

a few days ago.

The aftereffects of the red wine kicked in on the way back to the hotel after the wrap party.

Su Wuli leaned back in the back seat of the van, while Lin Liwen talked about the upcoming schedule.

She felt a heavy head and a burning sensation in her stomach.

"Mist Pear? Did you hear me?" Lin Liwen raised her hand and pushed her.

"Hmm..." she mumbled in response, pressing her slightly feverish forehead against the cool car window.

Back in her hotel room, she almost immediately kicked off her high heels and rushed into the bathroom.

She splashed cold water on her face and looked at herself in the mirror, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glistening with tears.

I don't know why I felt inexplicably uneasy, even though I hadn't drunk that much.

She quickly took a shower and changed into the silk slip dress she had brought.

The cool fabric against her burning skin made her feel a little better.

I threw myself onto the soft bed, and darkness enveloped me.

Then, she had a dream.

Everything in the dream was blurry and indistinct, except for the sensation of touch, which was magnified infinitely.

She felt herself lying on an unfamiliar bed with thick mattresses.

The air seemed to carry a scent reminiscent of aged wood mixed with faint herbs.

My body started to feel hot for no reason.

"Ugh..." she writhed uncomfortably.

A slight rustling sound came from her side, followed by a cool, warm touch.

It wasn't the air conditioning she was used to.

The coolness seeped in slowly through the thin fabric of the nightgown.

so comfy.

She was dazed by the inexplicable heat rising within her body, and following her instincts, she moved closer to the coolness.

When her cheek touched the firm, slightly cool skin, Su Wuli couldn't help but sigh with comfort.

My arms even unconsciously wrapped around it, trying to draw in more coolness.

However, the body she touched visibly stiffened.

The next second, a strong hand suddenly gripped her shoulder.

The force was not light, carrying a clear sense of resistance and scrutiny, as if he was about to push her away.

"Um...no..." she suddenly panicked, protesting vaguely, the fire in her body desperately needing the coolness to relieve it.

Instead of letting go, she pressed herself even closer, her burning cheeks rubbing against the cool skin of his neck.

The hand on her shoulder paused for a moment.

In the darkness, all that could be noticed was that the other person's breathing had become slightly heavier.

"So it's that method again." The man's voice was extremely low and hoarse.

There was also a hint of cold, almost mocking knowingness: "Can't you find anything other than women?"