“Who am I? I’m no Tom, Dick, or Harry, right? I have a name, alright!?” The girl spouted nonsense without a care. She was overjoyed and so agitated that she cried. She looked at her and sobbed. “I’ll risk my life to help the two of you. You have to treat me better in the future! Otherwise, I won’t let you off even if I become a ghost!”

“Which mental hospital did you escape from?” Ling Sheng really did not know what was going on. Had she met a lunatic? Since she was a girl, she should be gentler.

However, the girl suddenly grabbed her shoulder. So much force was used on her that she could not exert any strength. The madness in her eyes was gone and was replaced by seriousness. “Listen carefully. Promise me that you will wake me up once you succeed. You have to wake me up. I don’t want to be a fool being manipulated anymore!”

Ling Sheng’s eyes narrowed, and her mind went blank for a moment.

When she woke up and wanted to ask questions, the girl’s hand slid down her shoulder weakly and fell on her unconscious body.

Ling Sheng was confused.

What was going on?

What was going on?

Had she come out of a book?

What did she mean she had risked her life to help the two of them?

What did she mean she was being manipulated? Who was manipulating her?

How did she know she was with the Third Master? What else could the two of them have done? What had she done with the Third Master to make her so agitated?

Ling Sheng was a mess. Her mind was a mess, and she felt like she knew something. However, the more she thought about it, the more confused she became. She had no clue, so she couldn’t care less about the molestation.

She knew very well that the girl’s words, the words of the grandma next door, and the words of the grandma at the foreign restaurant must have some kind of connection.

Was she being manipulated? The book had been written by an author. The fate of everyone in the book was being manipulated by the author. Was that what she wanted to tell her?

The girl’s name was Song Yiyan, and she was the second female lead in “The Legend of Empress Xiaoxian” in Shang Jiaren’s stead. One could only blame the beauty of television dramas for being too impressive when it came to makeup. She was also playing the role of a woman who liked to put on heavy makeup, which had resulted in her not recognizing her immediately.

When Song Yiyan woke up faintly, she saw Ling Sheng staring at her with a burning gaze. She frowned and shrank back in fear. “Why am I here?”

“Do you know Jun Shiyan?” Ling Sheng asked.

Song Yiyan shook her head, her eyes full of unfamiliarity and vigilance. She looked at her strangely. “I don’t know him. Who is he?”

Ling Sheng’s heart skipped a beat and turned cold. “What about me?”

Song Yiyan said, “You’re Ling Sheng.”

Ling Sheng felt a glimmer of hope. “You know me?”

Song Yiyan nodded. “You’re Bai Jinfeng. We acted in the same drama.”

Ling Sheng’s heart sank and turned cold. She did not remember, nor could she recall. Frustration rose within her. She grabbed her shoulder and said anxiously, “Think about it carefully. You just asked if I was with Jun Shiyan. You just said that we would definitely do it. You said you would risk your life to help us. What did you mean? You said you are a fool who’s being manipulated. Think about it!”

Song Yiyan’s eyes reddened from the pain. She struggled with all her might like a rabbit being bullied by a big bad wolf. “You’re so weird. What are you talking about? Let go of me! It hurts!”