After finishing his work, Gu Yiming looked down at the person in his arms. He saw her breathing softly with her mouth slightly open, and she had fallen asleep leaning against him.

Knowing she had been frightened again today, Gu Yiming had no intention of putting her on the bed. He hadn't seen her for several days, and although he found her causing trouble as soon as he returned, he still felt a pang of longing. Holding her in his arms now gave him a sense of security.

Thinking that she might be cold, Gu Yiming took one of his coats from the side and covered her with it before continuing with his own things.

A while later, a phone call came in.

Gu Yiming took the report, and immediately someone reported that the woman in his arms had taken the man to the police station. He had already led his men to get the man out, and now he needed to decide what to do.

Gu Yiming immediately ordered, "Torture him to death!"

"yes!"

At Gu Yiming's command, the photographer's arms and legs were instantly broken. Then, his fingers were broken one by one, the excruciating pain causing him immense anguish. But the suffering had only just begun.

Su Wenwen raised her hand to shield her eyes from the glaring sunlight streaming in through the window. This made her hands appear even paler, as did her face.

"How did I end up like this?" Su Wenwen said to herself in the mirror with a self-deprecating laugh. The Su Wenwen in the mirror seemed to be a completely different person from the real Su Wenwen. "You used to be so glamorous, the focus of everyone's attention, the shining star. And now? You've really made me lose face."

The Su Wenwen in the mirror suddenly twisted her body and began to lecture the real Su Wenwen, "Ha! I'm so pathetic, I'm already hallucinating." The real Su Wenwen patted her own face.

Su Wenwen returned to her original state in the mirror. Without even glancing at herself in the mirror, she left the bathroom directly.

"Su Wenwen, why don't you want to eat again?" Su Wenwen slapped herself and muttered to herself. "This will ruin your health." Su Wenwen sat weakly on the sofa. For some reason, Su Wenwen felt particularly tired and desperate. She felt as if she was walking a very long road with no end in sight, yet she couldn't stop herself to look at the scenery around her and think about her friends.

Su Wenwen walked to the window and saw a couple with their child walking happily past her building. To Su Wenwen, the laughter was extremely jarring.

She slammed the window shut, yet didn't know what she was angry about. Without thinking, she walked to the dining room, picked up a water glass from the table, and poured herself a glass of water. "Ah!"

"Crack..." The remains of the water glass, mixed with water, lay in Su Wenwen's dining room. How much its owner had loved and cherished it when it was alive! Now, it was dead, lifeless.

Su Wenwen remained silent; her shout just now was merely a conditioned reflex. She realized that work could allow one to let go of everything, temporarily escape the pain of real life, and immerse oneself in work.

She turned on her computer and saw a bunch of emails her agent had sent her. Feeling inexplicably annoyed, she quickly deleted them all.

She didn't tell her agent that she wasn't going or anything; she was just throwing a tantrum and getting annoyed.

Turn on the TV... and the news reports: Jiang Hua has reportedly scheduled a press conference at the xxxx Hotel. Let's wait and see what happens next.

"Reporters... press conference?" Su Wenwen's agitated mood suddenly calmed down, and she picked up her phone and opened WeChat.

"You're going to hold a press conference?"

"It should have been mentioned in the news, right?" Jiang Hua sent out this statement without any doubt.

Jiang Hua was also a little confused. In her memory, Su Wenwen usually wouldn't ask such a question knowing the answer; she would just speak frankly. This time, however, she deliberately started with this.

Jiang Hua suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Okay, okay," Su Wenwen typed out these three words hastily and then stopped replying, not even bothering to add the punctuation.

Su Wenwen clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, as if she had made a major decision, and felt a sense of relief.

Yes, she was prepared to go to the press conference held by Jiang Hua to expose all the evil deeds of this man, so that he could receive the price he deserved. Only then could she swallow her anger and stop being haunted by those nightmares.

No more dreaming about those disgusting things.

Finally, the day of the press conference arrived. Su Wenwen dressed up and went straight downstairs to the venue without even putting on makeup.

God knows, in those few short days it felt like she had gone through several years. She forced herself to eat some food so that she wouldn't look so haggard in front of the door.

However, even so, Su Wenwen still lost a lot of weight, which made people feel even more sorry for her.

The venue for the press conference...

"Dear friends, please go to your respective places." The host spoke gently to everyone in his loud voice, pointing to each person from time to time to tell them where they should go.

Su Wenwen walked straight backstage, ignoring the host's attempts to stop her. "You can't go in there, Miss. Only staff members are allowed in there," the host repeatedly emphasized. Su Wenwen was neither a staff member nor someone who needed to appear on stage.

"I am an important guest invited by Jiang Hua. How dare you block my way?" Su Wenwen was in a particularly bad mood and suspected the host of her identity. She showed no mercy in this matter and started hurling insults at him.

People in the entertainment industry learn nothing but how to hurl insults at each other face-to-face, spitting everywhere. Their constant use of profanity does nothing to generate any positive energy or set a good example.

A renowned film director once commented, "These days, clean and pure women are extremely rare in the entertainment industry. Conversely, outside of the entertainment industry, women are almost universally clean and pure." When he said this, many people supported his statement. However, many others attacked his words, arguing that there isn't a single clean woman in the entertainment industry.

How can they set a good example for us? How can they lead us in the right direction? It's true that some people are involved in prostitution and drug use. But that's only a small minority, maybe just a handful. Most actors and celebrities are full of positive energy and justice. Their stories of climbing up from small roles are inspirational tales.

"Jiang Hua! I'm so sorry, I've let you down. That day at the bar, I was inexplicably molested by a guy. I should have told you about it sooner. But I was too scared to tell anyone. I hope you can forgive me." Su Wenwen's hands trembled uncontrollably, her whole body shaking along with them, cold sweat pouring from her palms and soles. Her bangs were also soaked with cold sweat.