"Bang!"

A bottle of serum worth thousands of dollars exploded on the wall, and Lu Xiaomi grabbed a makeup brush and smashed it hard against the mirror.

The sound of shattering glass echoed throughout the lounge.

"Who does Zhao Zixi think she is?!"

"A despicable person who wouldn't even be worthy of my guidance in my past life!"

Lu Xiaomi's screams echoed in the room.

The privileges of being reborn led her to believe that she was the chosen one of this world, the only girl protected by God!

She tolerated having that perverted lunatic Mo Jinnian in the crew, but she actually lost the audition to a third-rate guy she would never have looked down on in either of her two lifetimes!

How ridiculous! She brought the trouble of being vilified by the entire internet to Zhao Zixi, ruining her reputation, but now she has actually benefited the other party.

What makes Zhao Zixi so special?!

A hint of malice flashed in Lu Xiaomi's eyes. She was just a little prettier; what was Zhao Zixi anyway?

Even though Zhao Zixi was just a third-tier starlet before she died in her previous life, in this life she helped Zhao Zixi get rid of her fame, and she still managed to steal her leading role!

As the door to the lounge was gently pushed open, Lu Xiaomi was raising a crystal vase, ready to smash it to the ground.

She turned around abruptly at the sound, her arm frozen in mid-air, the ferocious expression on her face still contorted.

"Little...Xiaomi?"

Zhang Mingzhe stood at the door holding a large bouquet of champagne roses, the sunlight streaming in from behind him, gilding him with a golden edge.

He was wearing a light-colored casual suit, his handsome face filled with astonishment. His gaze shifted from Lu Xiaomi's distorted face to the messy lounge, with broken cosmetics, overturned tables and chairs, and a script torn to pieces.

Lu Xiaomi's pupils contracted sharply.

In a flash, she dejectedly let her arms fall, and the crystal vase slipped from her palm, landing with a thud on the thick carpet where it rolled twice.

When she looked up again, her eyes were filled with tears, and her lips trembled as she forced a broken smile.

"Mingzhe... what brings you here?"

Her voice was as soft as a feather.

"I heard you had your audition today, so I came to congratulate you."

"What happened? Who bullied you?"

Seeing his goddess looking so distraught, Zhang Mingzhe felt that she was under too much pressure. He quickly stepped over the mess and looked at Lu Xiaomi's red and swollen eyes with concern.

Lu Xiaomi turned her face away, and a single tear slid down her cheek at just the right moment.

She raised her hand and gently wiped it away, but left a faint red mark on her face, a scratch she had made herself in her anger.

"No, it's nothing..."

"It's just... I'm so useless."

She forced a smile, then suddenly staggered as if she might faint at any moment.

"Xiaomi! Sit down first, I'll get you some water!"

Zhang Mingzhe quickly helped her up, not even caring that the roses had fallen to the ground.

Lu Xiaomi shook her head weakly, letting Zhang Mingzhe help her to sit down on the only intact sofa.

She lowered her head, her long hair falling down to cover half of her face, her shoulders trembling slightly, as if she were crying.

"Is it because of...the audition?"

Zhang Mingzhe asked cautiously, kneeling on one knee in front of her like a devout knight.

Lu Xiaomi's fingertips dug into her palm.

"Knowing I could act in Director Xu's film, I've been preparing for it all along..."

"Although it was only a few days, I practiced until dawn every day and memorized my lines until my voice was hoarse..."

"I worked so hard, but... but someone just took away the role that should have been mine with a single sentence... I'm not reconciled!"