Actually, the actress didn't cry excessively to them. She just covered her face and cried with tears streaming down her face. When they asked what had happened, she just said, half-jokingly, "I don't know," and continued to cry.

To others, it seemed as if she hadn't confided in anyone at all.

But it's precisely this ambiguous attitude that makes people speculate even more, especially considering the previous incident where Mu Liangliang deleted her account and slapped her three times. Everyone can't help but write lyrics based on the picture...

She never thought there were any simple people in this industry, but today really broadened her horizons. It really felt like the ancient struggle for favor, and the female stars in the entertainment industry were like emperors with three thousand concubines in their harem.

"where you go?"

"I'm going to the restroom."

Night fell.

When she received Mu Liangliang's call, Mo Xiaoqing was momentarily dazed.

The first question that came to mind was, how did she get her own phone number?

However, after a moment's thought, she felt relieved. Actually, there were many ways to get her phone number. Her phone number wasn't some kind of absolutely confidential state information. Mu Liangliang could just ask anyone and get it.

Mo Xiaoqing went to the convenience store outside to buy two cans of good stuff before heading to Mu Liangliang's residence.

She stayed on the 17th floor, which was also the hotel's presidential suite. Among all the actors, only Bai Yixue and she had this privilege.

It's easy to imagine that this is the kind of treatment only top-tier actors receive. Seeing the furnishings in her room and the exquisite chandelier, Mo Xiaoqing tried hard to recall the simple arrangement of her own room.

I couldn't help but smile.

To be honest, she wasn't too picky about these things; as long as it was clean, everything else was acceptable.

So even if she saw Mu Liangliang's room, she wouldn't have much of an emotional reaction. After Mu Liangliang opened the door for her, she sat down silently on the steps next to the French windows on the balcony.

She was completely different from the flamboyant and dazzling Mu Liangliang she usually saw, especially since she was only wearing a thin nightgown, the glossy and exquisite fabric of which was obviously not ordinary.

Because Mo Xiaoqing comes from a very wealthy family, and her family believes that girls should be pampered, she has always used the best things since she was a child. They only raised an eyebrow at the brands of fabrics and clothes that Mu Liangliang is wearing now.

Mo Xiaoqing smiled meaningfully and said, "Actually, there was a better way to handle what happened this afternoon, so that things wouldn't escalate and others wouldn't have any leverage against us."

Even though she intimidated the female celebrity today, she also pushed most of the people present to the female celebrity's side.

Although most people won't say anything about her openly, they probably have some complaints behind her back.

Mu Liangliang placed both legs on the edge of the balcony, her legs together and slightly bent, her slender arms tightly hugging her legs, and silently resting her forehead on her knees.

Whether it was her imagination or because Mu Liangliang's clothes were too thin, she seemed particularly fragile, as if she might be carried away by the wind at any moment.

Mo Xiaoqing blinked, silently took out the canned liquor from the bag in her hand, deftly opened it, and handed it to her, "Would you like some?"

Now it was Mu Liangliang's turn to be a little surprised.

"You drink alcohol?"

After all, Mo Xiaoqing's face is so deceptive; she looks like a minor. The fact that she's been drinking makes it seem unbelievable.

Mo Xiaoqing swirled the wine in her hand, answering a question unrelated to the one asked, "Don't you want it?"

Mu Liangliang slowly curled her lips into a smile, then swiftly snatched the wine from her hand. "Yes, why not?"

They say we should drink and be merry while we can, and since the wine has already been placed in front of her, she'll naturally accept it with a smile.

Mo Xiaoqing smiled without any surprise, opened another can of wine in her hand, took a small sip, and said, "It's alright, I had a few drinks during the New Year."

This is the truth. This year, because of the gathering and Hanhan, she drank a few times. Strictly speaking, she is the kind of person who has a relatively low alcohol tolerance.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy; please do not reproduce it!