The three-episode variety show finally came to an end, and Lan Qingyue couldn't wait to send the meat buns back to the old house, returning to the home of the original owner's father.

At two in the morning, Lan Qing, who was lying in bed reading comments, rubbed her dry eyes, turned down the brightness of her phone, and continued reading the novel.

"Hey, knock! Are you a stepmother? You're so cruel!"

"I've finally met Snow White's stepmother (muttering to myself: although she's not Snow White)."

"Tsk tsk, that's ruthless. She's the most tragic female supporting character I've ever seen. She was a perfectly good little princess. Why did she have to fall into the demonic path for love?"

"Author, you're too cruel! You made me cry so much my eyes are swollen. I want to send you a knife."

"My pillow is all wet, author, you have to pay me back!"

"Did this author do too many bad things in real life, so he wrote this story? The female supporting character is actually based on the author."

"Author, is the reason your story is so realistic because you are the prototype of that wicked woman?"

She has a habit of reading chapter reviews, paragraph reviews, and book reviews when reading novels, without missing a single one.

Suddenly, the small fan by the bedside was accidentally hit by Lan Qingyue's hand and fell over with a "smack".

Lan Qing's heart skipped a beat, afraid that the noise from the next room would wake Lan Rongchang. She carefully placed the fan, turned over to find a comfortable sleeping position, squinted one eye and opened the other, and read the angst-filled novel she had just found with great interest.

Seeing the scene where the male and female leads were having a big meal, all she could think about were the snacks in her shopping cart. She wanted to order more but felt bad about spending the money, so she could only pitifully comfort herself, "Lan Qingyue, you're already fat, don't waste your time thinking about these things."

Okay, skip it, skip it, I won't watch you eat, okay? I'm going to play some games. It's the middle of the night, and I've actually run into some experts. Lan Qingyue has lost several more games in a row, and she's almost run out of gold coins.

The cat outside suddenly started meowing wildly, like a crying baby. She was already quite timid, and hearing this in the middle of the night was really creepy. Lan Qingyue turned the small fan by her bedside to the highest setting and hugged the blanket, shivering.

Just then, there was a noise in the living room. She instantly held her breath, turned off her phone's brightness, and the stinky fan, as if deliberately trying to mess with her, fell over again with a crisp "snap."

"Qingqing, aren't you going to sleep yet?" It was Lan Rongchang's voice, sounding extremely surprised. "Go to sleep! It's so late. You should get some rest, don't you hear me?"

The tone that followed was somewhat helpless. Lan Qingyue gripped her phone tightly and remained silent, as if she had already fallen asleep. Fortunately, Lan Rongchang didn't say anything more. Lan Qingyue played her trump card, and the two opponents couldn't play theirs. She played all the remaining cards and won.

She glanced at the time; it was already very late. Having made staying up late a habit, she still didn't want to sleep. It wasn't that she wasn't sleepy, but she just didn't want to. In the end, she couldn't resist the darkness and drifted off to sleep.

Lan Qingyue was having a sweet dream about a handsome man when she was startled awake. In her dream, she and the handsome man were having a big meal when he suddenly left. Because she had dined and dashed, she was chased by a group of men in black to the wilderness. In front of her were a group of menacing men in black, and behind her was a bottomless abyss. She didn't want to choose between the two options. Overwhelmed with fear, she slipped and fell.