After hanging up the phone, Xun Ting couldn't wait to ask, "Is this book going to be banned?"

"Not yet." Fu Xi scratched her head in frustration, pacing back and forth. She was practically going crazy with anxiety, completely at a loss for what to do.

It's one thing if the plot in the story is chaotic, but how can the plot proceed after the book is written?

"You can't edit the text in the book now."

"Yeah, I can't go back anytime soon, and I can't cry." Fu Xi had never known that crying was so difficult. Where did his mother's tears come from before?

"How did you cry before? Why don't you try the same method?" Xun Ting frowned.

"Yes, yes, I'm leaving now. I'm going to find Wen Xiyang." Fu Xi suddenly realized something and couldn't wait to run down the mountain to flag down a car to go to the Wen family villa.

I'm going to cry no matter what I say today.

"Be careful!"

"Okay." Fu Xi ran further and further away, her figure getting smaller and smaller until she disappeared completely.

Xun Ting then stepped back into the villa, tiptoed upstairs, and found the man on the bed still fast asleep. She gently pulled back the covers and lay down.

She thought she wouldn't wake the man, but to her surprise, Huo Lin opened his eyes the moment she lay down, and he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Go to sleep, I'm not leaving." Xun Ting turned over and hugged the man back, soothing him.

"Um."

...

...

Fu Xi went through great difficulty to hail a taxi halfway to the Wen family villa. As soon as she got downstairs, she could hear the sounds coming from inside: Wen Xiyang and Xu Xinxin were very close.

She couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness; it turned out that Wen Xiyang wasn't just kind to her, but also to others.

She wasn't the only one.

Fu Xi shook her head, forcing herself not to think about these things anymore. After all, they weren't important. What was important now was to cry quickly so she could return to her own world.

Only then can the plot of this book return to its original state, and after properly completing the ending, I should be able to return to my own world and not transmigrate into it again.

And that was the end of it all.

She mustered her courage and knocked on the door.

Xu Xinxin could see the person on the monitor, her face dark with anger. "Fu Xi, are you shameless? Wen Xiyang doesn't like you, how long do you plan to keep bothering me!"

"He likes me. You're the shameless one." Fu Xi moved her lips, and even she herself couldn't believe what she was saying. Maybe it was true before, but not this time.

This time, Wen Xiyang belongs to Xu Xinxin, not Fu Xi.

"You! If he liked you, he wouldn't have gotten engaged to me. How much longer are you going to deceive yourself?"

"Since you're so sure he doesn't like me, then let him come out and talk to me alone." Fu Xi chuckled softly. Right, they're engaged, how could he not like me?

So she's the one who's superfluous. Right now, she just wants to finish the story as soon as possible. The sadness is temporary, and everything will go back to normal after the sadness is over.

"Fine, I'll make you give up." Xu Xinxin gritted her teeth and then hung up the video call.

Fu Xi didn't miss the confidence in Xu Xinxin's eyes and brows; it seemed that Wen Xiyang really loved her.

Fu Xi had been standing at the door for a short while when she saw a tall, slender figure walk out of the house, stride toward her, and soon stop in front of her.

The voice was cold and unfamiliar, "How long will it take for you to give up?"

"Make me cry, and I'll give up." Fu Xi couldn't help but smile. She had already given up long ago, ever since Xu Xinxin confidently let Wen Xiyang come out alone.