The car fell into a strange silence, and Wanru drove along the road towards Momo’s home.
Wanru stared ahead, lost in her thoughts for a long time before she finally spoke, "The entertainment circle is a battlefield of deception and vanity, filled with schemes and traps. But with all the cunning and smooth-talking, you still can’t escape the cycle of life and death. So don’t try to truly go to war with anyone, because some people lack moral boundaries, and the things they are willing to do, you will never be capable of. Hence, the outcome of any battle will always be the same; you lose."
"If you’re lucky, you might escape a disaster. If you’re not, you might end up like Hou Ling."
"That’s why you need to learn to protect yourself."
"Many people say that I, Wanru, act like a big-shot, preferring to be alone and too proud to consort with others. But the truth is not like that..."
In this world, the only one who truly disdains to consort with others and carries themselves with an unapproachable pride is one person.
That is the legend, Qingshen.
Because he is so powerful, he can afford to be like that.
As for her, where does she have the capability?
The reason she acts this way is actually just self-preservation.
"Because I don’t have anyone I can trust. Those who seem to be friendly on the surface might trample over you the moment they get the chance. You don’t know whom to trust and whom not to trust. So the only thing you can do is to be alone and trust no one." The source of thɪs content is noveⅼfire.net
Wanru’s voice gradually quieted down.
After she finished speaking, she didn’t say another word.
Momo sat beside her, carefully pondered over her words, and belatedly realized, actually, Wanru was advising her.
Perhaps, under normal circumstances, Wanru wouldn’t have indulged in this dinner. But the reason she came tonight was to let Momo see some things more clearly.
The car sped past the streets of X city before stopping at the foot of Momo’s building.
Momo thanked Wanru and then pushed open the car door to get out.
As Momo was closing the door, she suddenly paused and, with extremely sincere intonation, repeated, "Thank you!"
Wanru watched Momo and smiled slightly. It seemed she understood the meaning behind Momo’s last two words, gave a gentle nod, but said nothing.
Momo closed the car door, and Wanru stepped on the gas and drove away.
Momo stood at the base of the building for a long time before she turned and went upstairs.
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But Niange tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Quietly, she slid out from under the covers and got out of bed.
When she left her bedroom, Niange glanced back and saw Chenxi sleeping peacefully. She pursed her lips gently, opened the door, and walked out.
Niange went straight to the rooftop of the villa. Under the summer night sky sprinkled with stars, she leaned against the railing, lit a cigarette, and took slow puffs.
Behind the curling smoke, the face of a girl emerged, and Niange looked almost spellbound, her lips pressed even tighter.
Niange didn’t know why she kept thinking about this girl tonight, her heart disturbed and restless.
Niange crushed out the cigarette and closed her eyes.
Suddenly, the girl’s words echoed in her ears—
Niange, so this is what I, Momo, amount to in your eyes!