Su Muyu shook his head slightly. "It's nothing, I just wanted to call your name."

Ning Qiluo glanced at him, then focused on driving.

His gentle voice whispered in my ear: "You said that if you keep something in your heart, it will eventually come back to you. Is that true?"

She said this many years ago, when he was only a few years older than her and wondered why she would say something that only adults would say.

She replied, "Of course I'm reading novels, you idiot."

At that moment, Ning Qiluo replied to him: "It's true, don't worry."

Even now, Ning Qiluo doesn't know that true elite schools don't have commoner students. If she were to think about it seriously, she would know that it was just a lie made up by Su Muyu.

How could a so-called hardworking and ambitious girl end up in such an elite school?

They're all fake.

Only he truly loves her.

...

We arrived at Su Muyu's address.

After getting off the car, Ning Qiluo looked around and found the person somewhat familiar: "Are you staying in the apartment arranged by the company now?"

The apartment complex looked familiar because she had rented there before.

The company provides apartments for newly signed artists. However, if their careers don't improve after a period of time, the company will take back the lease and leave the artist to pay the rent themselves.

Ning Qiluo was arranged to live here for about half a year, but her career did not improve, so the company gave her the lease and she had to pay for it herself.

"Hmm." Su Muyu responded, looking around: "The greenery is nice, and the privacy measures for the rental are very good, making it difficult for outsiders to enter. You'll get used to it after living here for a while."

Ning Qiluo stared at him for a long time.

"What, is there something on my face?" Su Muyu noticed her staring at him and let her look at him openly.

"No."

Ning Qilu shook her head.

Then, she raised her hand and touched her forehead, saying, "Did a deity commit a mistake and was punished by being sent to the mortal world to suffer? Not only did you enter the entertainment industry all by yourself, but you also willingly live in an apartment arranged by the company. Can you get used to it?"

"If you can get used to it, why can't I?" This was his rhetorical question.

Ning Qiluo choked for a moment.

She blinked several times in a row. "How did you know I was in this state before?"

Su Muyu, a man who wouldn't even blink when lying, would still smile and say, "Of course it's online. I can see your news anytime. Back when you had your car accident on Guobin Road, I was living in an apartment on Guobin Road, so I knew you must have lived here back then."

Ning Qiluo was surprised.

His gaze deepened, and he continued, "I want to experience all the hardships you've endured, to see just how hard they really are."

This statement is easy to misinterpret.

However, Ning Qiluo was carefree, after all, she had such a close relationship with Su Muyu, so she didn't think too much about it.

"I didn't suffer at all. On the contrary, I had a very happy year in the entertainment industry."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Muyu said, "Me too, I'm very happy."

Ning Qiluo laughed: "What are you so happy about?"

Su Muyu's answer was: "Because of you."

"Ah! It's Ning Qiluo!!"

"Look, it really is Ning Qiluo."

The apartment complex is mostly inhabited by artists from the company, but many are newcomers like Su Muyu who have just entered the industry and are unknown to most. The other tenants here also come from other professions.

Ning Qiluo has recently become popular, and many people now recognize her face.