The next morning, Mu Xiaocheng gave a brief handover of the tasks assigned to the film crew.

When she met Li Shanshan, Li Shanshan apologized to her with some guilt.

Although she didn't say why she was apologizing, Mu Xiaocheng knew that she had accepted her apology.

She knew, however, that she and Li Shanshan could never be friends.

Even a small scheme is still a scheme, and even a small evil is still an evil.

Such a person is not suitable to be a friend.

Mu Xiaocheng talked with the director for a while, and after all the handover was completed, she didn't rush back.

Instead, he sat on a chair outside, casually playing with his phone, looking relaxed and carefree.

Besides handing things over with Li Shanshan and the others, she had something more important to do today.

After Yuan Xi finished her makeup, she came out of the dressing room and saw Mu Xiaocheng sitting outside.

She bit her lip, the lipstick on her lips looking vibrant and luscious.

The crisp sound of high heels grew closer. Mu Xiaocheng gave a faint smile and continued staring at her phone screen.

Yuan Xi walked up to Mu Xiaocheng, lowered her head, and looked guilty and sad.

"Miss Mu, I'm sorry."

Her voice was very soft, and her tone seemed very sincere, making it seem as if she was truly repenting and apologizing.

Mu Xiaocheng lazily raised her eyes and looked at the girl in front of her.

She remembered the first time she met Yuan Xi. Yuan Xi was huddled in the corner of a private bar room, looking pitiful, weak, and without any threat.

Many men who saw this would probably step forward to help her and protect her under their wings.

Now, it looks like this again.

"Sorry? Why are you apologizing to me?"

Mu Xiaocheng's lips curled up, but her eyes held a deep chill.

For some reason, Yuan Xi was startled by her laughter, and her hands, hanging by her sides, trembled.

To avoid being noticed by Mu Xiaocheng, she awkwardly put her hands behind her back to hide her nervousness.

Mu Xiaocheng has seen many people like Xiang Yuanxi.

All they know is to play the victim and elicit sympathy.

A person like her, full of ulterior motives, would be a menace to the world if she were to remain alive.

Yuan Xi pursed her lips and lowered her head.

"I have many things I've wronged you about."

"I'm also sorry to Song Guiran. Before, you came to the bar to save me, but I deliberately harmed you because of my own selfish desires."

"I've always thought that God has been really unfair to me."

"And you, you have everything. You have a perfect family background, everyone likes you. And such a capable husband. You have everything, while I can't even save my mother's life."

"So I hated it back then, maybe, a tiny bit, what you'd call resentment towards the rich."

As she spoke, Yuan Xi suddenly laughed, tears welling up in her eyes.

Mu Xiaocheng didn't look at her; she was tapping her phone screen with her finger, and even though the screen was lit up, she ignored it.

Yuan Xi continued, "We ordinary people are different from you. We have to worry about our three meals a day and have to work to have food to eat."

“After I turned sixteen, I worked part-time. Every day, besides studying, I worked. It was very tiring, but I received very little money.”

"Back then, I thought, if one day I become rich, then I won't have to work so hard."

"I want to cure my mother and be with the person I love."