Ling Qingyu's brow furrowed more and more as she listened. Fan Xi began by describing her naive childhood and a dream to become popular like the famous actresses on the screen.
The girls put their heads on their palms as they listened to her stories. They never expected Fan Xi to narrate her experience.
In fact, Fan Xi had no idea why she wanted to speak out about everything she held in. She was afraid, the girls admiring her would misunderstand her action.
She was scared Ling Qingyu would regard her as an unchaste slut, not being reserved as a woman. Fan Xi was a strong person and shouldn't care about other's opinions. She had experienced her own ups and downs for years.
Why should she care about Ling Qingyu's opinion? Was it because of the amount of money? Well, part of it indeed made sense. Or was it because she was grateful for Ling Qingyu's action?
Throughout her speech, no one interrupted. Ling Qingyu merely smiled and displayed no expression, beckoning Fan Xi to continue.
Nothing out of the ordinary, her step-by-step struggles. Her success and effort. Sometimes, the girls would gasp once in a while as if they had become the protagonists in the story.
Ling Qingyu felt speechless and hopeless with their reactions. Fangirls were truly amazing existence and an eye-opener. Why were they so fanatic?
Well, even Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue listened with relish, including Ling Qingyu when the story described Fan Xi's battle of wits. A wrong step meant the downfall of her career and faced a ruined reputation.
Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue had lived a life, dancing life and death on the edge of the sword. But Fan Xi's arena raised their interest, facing so many conspiracies from strangers and so-called acquaintances.
If one was never on edge, they might be swallowed, including Fan Xi's bones. Compared with life and death battle, Fan Xi's predicament looked childish but these could kill people without knives.
Ling Qingyu admitted her previous life self didn't deserve to be Fan Xi's high heels. She wondered how she had lived in the same manner yet hadn't changed her lifestyle.
According to Fan Xi, troubles began years ago when she offended the boss of the company she sighed for refusing to go through unspoken rules.
She had dined and wined with powerful people but she was clever enough to dodge the bullets aimed at her. However, this time she met a blockade and people tore their faces.
Because of unhappiness between the two parties, problems started to erupt one after another. Fast forward, her endeavor to leave became more intense than ever.
Ling Qingyu didn't blame Fan Xi's behavior. The underwear was her belongings. What she decided to do was her choice. Even if selling for money. But she hated Shen family's calculative manipulation.
Even arbitrarily forcing Fan Xi to date with the buyer, how was the scene different from the ancient brothel? Of course, that was only if what Fan Xi spoke was the truth.
Nonetheless, Ling Qingyu already believed more than 85 percent of what she mentioned. She lamented the life of artists, comparable to toys for powerful people. The urge to quickly become stronger came up again and Ling Qingyu suppressed the emotion.
Only the strong made rules and bent them to their will. If she wanted to avoid Fan Xi's similar outcomes, she must grow up. Although the two's careers were different, the situation remained the same. Ling Qingyu abhorred becoming someone's plaything.
If Miss System heard Ling Qingyu's sudden insecurities, she would be pissed off. So many cheats and useful confidnates and Ling Qingyu still had fears. Why did Ling Qingyu become a careful person, always thinking more than she should? What was the use of her trillion yuan and fortress-like manor?
Fan Xi finally stopped and reached out for a glass of water. The girls sighed and comforted, especially Ling Yunxiang who expressed her sympathy.
"I'm certain if Miss Fan makes her autobiography a movie, it'll definitely enter the classic." Ling Qingyu said. "As woman, how could I bear to see another experiencing difficulties, despite the consequences your choice had made and you must be responsible? Not mentioning my sister who's always urge me nonstop since she heard your name."
Fan Xi understood Ling Qingyu's implication—people must face the results they had decided. Fan Xi agreed and she felt fortunate Ling Qingyu intervened.
Under Young Master Xia's watch or another mysterious handsome man, Fan Xi's life would become more difficult later on, without a fair chance to protect herself.
She escaped the tiger den, just to enter the wolf den. If Ling Qingyu wasn't present, her escape might become a misery.
"Then, I should thank my junior's persistence and love for me." Fan Xi teased Ling Yunxiang and expressed her gratitude subtly. "I'm now actually feeling guilty about accepting Miss Ling's magnanimity and generosity while I decide to close one eye when Little Sister Ling suffers."
Ling Qingyu waved her hand. "I didn't know this girl was in trouble until I met her face to face."
Fan Xi was stunned. Ling Yunxiang's so-called black material was so famous across the internet among so many entertainment scandals. Ling Qingyu, who previously expressed admiration for Fan Xi, should read the news and know straightaway, right?
Did Ling Qingyu even read or was the admiration merely her politeness? If so, Fan Xi must thank Ling Yunxiang for asking her sister to help her.
Poor Ling Qingyu didn't know her lies were exposed from her own mouth.
Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue had their eyelids twitched, worrying Ling Qingyu's pretense.