Qin Wei tightened his grip on the steering wheel. It wasn't that he didn't trust Jin Yining, but rather that Jin Yining's behavior was starting to go astray.

He cared more about Jin Yining's life than about trusting him.

Back at the hotel, Shang Ning hugged her broken heart and went back to her room. Looking at the message Zhao Xinxin had sent on her phone, she kicked the bed leg hard, but the recoil hurt her foot so much that she rolled onto the bed clutching her foot, tears streaming down her face from the pain.

Once the pain subsided, Shang Ning picked up her phone and looked at the chat box where Zhao Xinxin was looking for photos. She found a few group photos taken that day and sent them over, along with a few front-facing photos of Qin Wei.

[Mom, I've got a real fan: Why are they all from the back?]

Starlight: Filming wasn't allowed on set, so we were lucky to get a picture of the back.

Mom, I'm totally shipping them: Why do I feel like even looking at their backs is so sweet?

Starlight: ...

She's in so much pain right now that she can't see what sweetness is. She'll think anyone who gives her 500 yuan is sweet.

No wonder people say that idols can only live in the imagination; once they're exposed to the light, they die quickly.

[Mom, I've got this for real: Is this a concoction? Why is only Xiao Bei there? Where's Da Bao?]

Mom, I've been hit with the truth: celebrities actually eat Jingge (a type of Chinese herbal medicine)?

Starlight: What else? Eat abalone and lobster every day until your nose bleeds?

Starlight: Do you think the "well-cooked food" they're eating is actually "well-cooked food"? Have you ever seen four people eat two thousand yuan worth of "well-cooked food"? Have you ever seen "well-cooked food" with beef marinated in Moutai?

Mom, I'm totally hooked: No, what's with all this anger? I can practically hear the furious clatter of your keyboard on this phone!

Starlight: My liver hurts, I'm not talking anymore!

Starlight: Just know that for the sake of Da Bao and Xiao Bei's love, I refuse to be treated to meals. I will absolutely not spend a single penny of their money.

Mom, I'm totally sold: Well done!

Mom, I'm totally hooked! Oh, right, there's one more thing I need to tell you. Are you still going to do what you said you'd do to help someone write their thesis?

Starlight: Keep writing, I'm almost broke, I've already lost my 100,000 yuan bonus.

Mom, I'm totally hooked: Can biopharmaceuticals be written about?

Starlight: ...

Starlight: Do I look like a creature that has been made into medicine?

Mom, I'm totally hooked! Oh, I thought you were a genius.

Starlight: Thank you so much.

Mom, I've found out! Let me ask around for you.

Starlight: Forget it, stop asking. Just write it yourself. If you can't write a thesis, what's the point of graduating?

Shang Ning lay on the bed staring at the ceiling. Jin Yining had been acting strangely lately, which was a bit creepy.

He must know something about the car accident, and he's still investigating.

Who exactly is Jin Yining?

As Shang Ning was thinking, the door was opened with a room card. Shang Ning glanced at the doorway, closed her eyes and looked to the side, "Take your clothes and get out of here, or I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and will kill you."

Since there were no outsiders around, she didn't want to pretend anymore.

Unlike some people, who have not a single real cell from bone marrow to skin.

"How does Mrs. Jin plan to kill me?" Jin Yining placed his hands on either side of her, looking down at the person lying on the bed.

Shang Ning opened her eyes, looked at the man hanging in mid-air, and after a long while, she said, "Teacher Jin, a face is a good thing, especially a handsome face like yours. It would be a real pity to lose it."