"Those recordings you heard... that wasn't me talking. I don't know what kind of Evil Technique Shen Zhiyao used, but she took control of me. I couldn't stop myself from saying those things. And who would've thought she'd actually send the recording to you to drive a wedge between us? She's just bitter that I dumped her and jealous of our love. Nai Xin, you can't fall for it. I've already lost everything; I can't lose you, too..."
"Fine. I'll give you one last chance! If you dare pull any more stunts, I'll kill you. Do you hear me?" Kang Naixin kicked Zhou Ye hard in the stomach.
Zhou Ye scrambled into a crouch, nodding frantically. "I get it, I get it! Thank you, Sister Xin'er!"
...
For the next few days, Shen Zhiyao did nothing but cultivate, study her script, and hone her acting skills. She shut herself away at home, not stepping out the door.
One day, while she was cultivating at home as usual, she received a call from Sun Yingbin.
