"Dare to run, you lowlife?" A greasy man's scornful chuckle resounded.

Hadn't I already taken my own life? What was happening?

The sharp pain around my chest was unbearable. Li Muyan abruptly opened her eyes, gazing straight at the nauseatingly fat face. Instinctively, her hand fumbled for the ashtray beside her, brutally hurling it at him.

"Pah! Stop acting so high and mighty! Even your fiancé has agreed to sell you to me." "Don't you dare to leave!"

Fiancé? Shu Xiyang?

Was this a hotel room? And this person... was it Director Li?

Thoughts flashed across her mind as quick as lightning. Was this that event from five years ago?

Back then, she was just breaking into the entertainment circle and had offended a huge producer by refusing to submit to hidden play rules.

The internet was full of scandals about her.

In her most desperate moment, Shu Xiyang had called her, offering to take her for a studio visit.

But that night, a director named Li stormed into her room.

If it wasn't for the sudden activation of the hotel fire alarm, causing Director Li to flee in panic, she would have been done for.

Subsequently, her struggle for survival in the circle intensified, cyberbullying hounding her every step. There was even a time when she narrowly escaped being splashed with sulfuric acid.

Now, it seemed... she had been reborn.

Li Muyan tightened her grip on the ashtray, resolved to risk all, and swung violently towards Director Li's head.

Every hit she aimed was with the full force of her body, making him retreat constantly.

"Such strength? Shouldn't the drug Shu Xi Yang gave you start kicking in? You wretch, do you even know what happens when you offend me?" Director Li blustered.

The corner of her eye spotted a fruit knife on the coffee table. Li Mu Yan took a leap, picked it up, and brutally plunged it into his shoulder: "Bastard, you deserve this!"

A heart-wrenching scream sliced through the room's silence.

The drug took effect. Li Mu Yan felt her limbs go soft, consciousness beginning to blur. She bit her tongue hard, using the pain to maintain consciousness.

Recovered a bit, Director Li's eyes flashed with malice. Li Mu Yan gritted her teeth, pulled out the knife, and aimed it at his thigh again.

"Ah!" The scream was even more horrific. This blows landed too close to a vital spot, sending Director Li into a panic. He retreated in fear, stumbling over and falling to the ground.

"You... don't come over!" He stuttered, looking at his bloody wounds in terror.

Although Li Mu Yan was still gripping the bloodied knife, her body could barely support her, so she knelt on one knee. Seeing this, Director Li realized that the drug took effect, but himself was badly wounded too. He left with a threat: "You'll pay for this!" covering his groin as he fled.

The hallway outside was carpeted in blood-like red.

Li Mu Yan's vision had blurred, but she knew she couldn't collapse here. If that beast came back, she would be done for. She endeavored to move towards the exit. And just as she reached the doorway, someone emerged from the adjacent room.

In the darkness, she could only vaguely make out a tall figure, she stumbled forward.

The person obviously didn't expect this. Reflexively, he caught her.

Li Mu Yan clung to the front of his garment, her face close to his.

In a weak plea for help, she said, "Help... call an ambulance..."

The moment these words left her lips, her consciousness was swallowed by the darkness.

"Qin Chen, don't leave yet! This variety show is really good, and you've been quite free of late, go have some fun... Jesus!" The agent Ming Lang chased after someone emerging from the room, only to witness an astonishing scene—his star client was holding an unconscious, disheveled girl in the hallway.