☆, Chapter 8 is not important

Li Muli closed her eyes and carefully recalled her past and present lives.

What is the significance of her rebirth? Why was she reborn? And what is the price of her rebirth?

Is it to unravel the mysteries of the past life? And... Fu Chenyan?

She pinched her brow wearily; she couldn't keep running away any longer.

Memories from my past life came flooding back like a tidal wave.

“Sister, I also want to be a big star,” Li Muqing said.

Li Muli frowned: "Why?"

"Who doesn't like looking glamorous? Sis, I'm so envious of you."

Li Muli gave a wry smile. "Really? Envious of her?"

No one knows how much she envied her younger sister, who was pampered and loved by both her father and mother, and was practically showered with affection.

Unlike her, whose father ignored her and whose mother disliked her.

She couldn't understand why, even though they were both her biological children, they were treated so differently.

So she refused; she didn't want her sister to end up like her.

Why should she? She refused.

It wasn't until Li Muqing acted coquettishly towards her mother that her mother blurted out, "I've raised you for so many years, and you won't even help your little sister with this little thing."

She was stunned, and so was Li Muqing.

Only her mother realized what was happening, but after rolling her eyes, she continued, "Your biological parents didn't want you, we kindly adopted you, you ungrateful wretch!"

So that's how it is. So that's the reason.

Li Muli ran out, her only thought at that moment: to find Fu Chenyan.

She ran to Fu Chenyan's company and sat in his lounge waiting for him to finish his meeting. She wanted to hug him.

She sobbed as she recounted that she wasn't the biological daughter of the Li family, but Fu Chenyan's expression remained calm, as if nothing could affect him.

Yes, expressionless.

He held her in his arms without expression, patted her back, and let her cry as much as she wanted.

She didn't think much of it at the time, because that's just the kind of person Fu Chenyan is—cold and aloof, seemingly unaffected by anything.

She wouldn't overthink it, because she was the only woman who appeared in Fu Chenyan's life, and although she was cold, she was also patient.

She looked at him with teary eyes and said, "Fu Chenyan, you're all I have left."

The man nodded and hugged her even tighter.

He was clearly good to her, so why did he have to do that?

So you see, love and not love are so obvious.

In their past life, they were together for so long, and when she cried, that man didn't even change his expression. He probably didn't care.

He didn't care how sad she was; it was simply his responsibility to comfort her because he was her boyfriend.

In this life, she did nothing, yet he would cling to her, wanting kisses and hugs, calling her "baby" and "darling" all the time.

Li Muli opened her eyes and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

Since God has given her another chance, she will definitely find out why her biological parents didn't want her, whether Fu Chenyan truly loves her, and... why there was such a coincidental car accident in her previous life.

Li Muli stood up and drank the red wine on the table in one gulp, her eyes growing increasingly deep.

It seems I'll have to go back to the Li family when I have time.

——

"Report directly if there's anything," Fu Chenyan's face was frighteningly dark, his impatience written all over his face.

Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent, afraid of becoming the first to stick their necks out.

Fu Chenyan frowned, tapping the table with his fingertips. Though the tapping was light, it seemed to strike the hearts of everyone present.

At this moment, someone tentatively handed over the documents and cautiously said, "President Fu, this is the planning proposal for that plot of land in the south of the city."

Fu Chenyan casually flipped through the documents, his eyelids slightly drooping as he remained silent.

Seeing that the person who spoke up first was not implicated, the rest of the people began to voice their opinions.

"Mr. Fu, this is the summary for this quarter."

"President Fu..."

Fu Chenyan nodded casually, took out his phone and scrolled through it, but there were no messages.

Refresh, still nothing.

My temper flared up in that instant.

"Snap!" The sound of documents being filed echoed in the conference room, sounding so out of place in the quiet environment.

"This is the garbage you've made?"

"No useless people stay in the company; if someone can't do the job, we replace them."

The sound was not loud, but it was enough to awe people.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I'll go back and revise it right away," the man who submitted the proposal said first, wanting to leave this place filled with the smoke of battle as quickly as possible.

Fu Chenyan raised his eyes and waved his hand.

Anyone could tell he was in a bad mood.

The shrill ringtone suddenly sounded at that moment, making almost everyone's heart skip a beat.

Being silent during meetings is the bottom line...

The sound of the alarm rang out precisely when President Fu was in a bad mood, and everyone present was likely to be implicated. In an instant, everyone's heart was in their throat.

It seems like the end of the world is just around the corner.

The man with the cold expression picked up his phone. Even though his face didn't change, it felt like the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly brightened.

So... President Fu couldn't have been angry with them because he didn't receive any news from anyone, could he?

Impossible, impossible. How could someone as cold-hearted as President Fu wait for news from others?

Those who had this thought silently shook their heads, not daring to speculate, only hoping that the meeting would end soon...

Fu Chenyan opened the messaging app, and the message he had been longing for immediately appeared before his eyes.

I'm going to sleep now. Go to sleep early. Goodnight.

Fu Chenyan typed "Goodnight" word by word.

He stood up and glanced around indifferently: "Meeting adjourned."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

——

On the film set.

"Today's scenes are quite demanding, everyone do your best!" Director Lu called out. "Mu Li, your scenes are still ahead, get ready."

Li Muli smiled sweetly, her lips curving into a charming smile: "I know, Director Lu, I'll do my best!"

Tang Tang looked at the bright and vibrant woman standing beside her and bit her lower lip hard.

It's so beautiful, it makes me so jealous.

"action"

They quickly got into character at the director's command.

Chu Yuexi slowly got out of bed. She was alone in the room, and in an instant, she remembered that there were still many accounts to review and many affairs to take care of...

She lifted the bed curtains, looked at the unfamiliar surroundings, and felt a sudden realization; she was no longer the Crown Princess. She let Yue'er do as she pleased.

At that moment, a palace maid came in to announce that Eunuch Li had arrived. Eunuch Li was one of Qi Yu's men. Fearing that Qi Yu had something important to discuss, she immediately sent someone to invite him in.

"This humble servant greets Your Majesty."

"Please tell me your business, sir/madam."

Eunuch Li handed over the wooden box, its color deep and antique, clearly indicating its high value.

She casually took the item and placed it on the small table beside her: "Please thank the Emperor for me."

"Your Majesty, won't you open it and take a look?"

She smiled gently: "It is indeed a valuable item; Your Majesty is very kind."

Eunuch Li seized the opportunity to speak: "His Majesty knows that the Empress likes bracelets, and this one is specially prepared for you with the Sichuan red ink she likes. It shows that he cares about you."

Chu Yuexi reached out and took back the small box, playing with it in her hand: "Thank you, Eunuch. I will definitely visit you in person another day to express my gratitude."

Eunuch Li subtly raised his head, seemingly watching her expression, and upon hearing this, silently withdrew.

"Your Majesty, are you unhappy?" Yue'er asked when she saw her silence.

"There's nothing to be happy or unhappy about, you can go now."

Chu Yuexi casually flipped open the notebook next to her and glanced at it. Only the wooden box remained quietly lying on the table.

Never mind, it's not important.