Xie Wenwen gently pushed open the door, holding a glass of milk in her hand, and slowly walked in.
"Let's take a break."
Song Mai has been engrossed in her design work for a long time without stopping.
As Song Mai's friend for so many years, Xie Wenwen knew that she was making things difficult for herself.
"Thank you." Song Mai put down her pen, her eyes glazed over.
Looking at her newly created piece, Xie Wenwen couldn't help but nod: "If you could wear this dress, it would surely amaze everyone."
"Why should I wear such brightly colored clothes?" Song Mai smiled bitterly.
Xie Wenwen sat directly opposite her, looking at her with a serious and worried expression.
"What exactly happened?"
The explosion had a huge impact, and the Chu family kept the news under wraps. Only a few people with whom they had no close relationship knew what had happened.
Song Mai remained silent: "It's nothing, everything is fine."
"Don't I know you? Something must have happened to you." Xie Wenwen frowned. "If you don't want to tell me, then don't lock yourself here alone."
"I just have a lot of things I don't understand."
Her past memories haven't fully returned, and she falls in love with Chu Yunxing again while suffering from amnesia.
Just as the two were getting closer, another accident occurred.
Does this mean that the two of them were never meant to be, and that every time they were together, all sorts of unfortunate things would happen?
"If you can't figure it out, then stop thinking about it. You'll experience countless things in life. If you could figure out everything, would you still be human?"
Xie Wenwen's words were rough but reasonable, and Song Mai couldn't help but laugh: "How can there be such a saying?"
"I heard that Chu Yunxing had an accident, but I don't know the specifics. Logically, you should be very anxious, instead of locking yourself in your room like this. Could it be that something happened between the two of you?"
I have to admit, Xie Wenwen is indeed a good friend of mine for so many years, her intuition is so accurate.
Song Mai slowly shook her head, then nodded gently: "Perhaps we were never meant to be on the same path from the very beginning."
“You’ve never believed in fate, and you never give up easily. If you keep saying such discouraging things, I have the right to suspect that you’ve been replaced.”
Just as Song Mai was about to reply, there was a sudden, loud knocking on the door.
The frequency of these conversations caused the two to stop talking, look at each other, and then get up and open the door.
"Sister Wan'er, Sister Wenwen, Chen Nianyao's fans are here again." Yu Xiao looked at the two of them cautiously.
If the incident hadn't been so sudden and he hadn't been truly unable to handle it, he wouldn't have rashly interrupted other people's conversation.
During her time in Nancheng, Song Mai almost forgot about Chen Nianyao.
Unexpectedly, she reappeared like a persistent ghost, leaving Song Mai utterly exhausted.
"Just call the police."
She didn't want to continue the negotiation and looked out the window through the glass.
The studio was surrounded by dozens of people, each fan with an angry expression on their face, wishing they could rush in and tear Song Mai to pieces.
"Should we call Shen Xiujing and have her come over?"
As Xie Wenwen spoke, she prepared to pick up her phone and make a call.
"No need. If he comes here, we'll probably have even more trouble explaining ourselves."
The situation is tangled and complicated; the more people who step in to resolve it, the more trouble Song Mai will face.
If the other party is truly prepared, an even greater conflict will erupt the moment they see Shen Xiujing.
"This can't go on; our business is about to collapse."
"How about I go out and talk to them?" Yu Xiao said cautiously, looking at everyone.
"You'd better not go out, lest you cause trouble." Song Mai rubbed her temples wearily, holding the glass of milk she had just drunk, and sat quietly in her chair waiting for the police to arrive.
The noise from outside the door came in waves, mixed with foul language that was hard to hear.
Lin Ran covered her ears in despair and couldn't help but shout, "I've had enough! I might as well rush out now and die with them!"
"Don't do anything foolish, just hand it over to the police," Song Mai stopped her.
Although she knew Lin Ran was just joking and mentioning it unintentionally, she still held onto her wrist tightly just in case.
Su He took two steps forward solemnly, just as she was about to take a closer look, when the sound from outside came again.
"Looks like we won't be able to do business today."
Although there aren't many customers visiting the store on weekdays, most of them make appointments by phone first. But after all, everyone needs to open for business, and it's not a good idea to keep customers waiting outside.
"Tell me, what exactly does Chen Nianyao want to do?" Xie Wenwen thought and thought but couldn't figure it out, and sighed wearily.
Even after so long, the hatred in Chen Nianyao's heart had not dissipated. Song Mai didn't know what terrible thing she had done to make her so angry.
"Who cares? If she incites her fans to do something like this, her future career won't last long," Song Mai said calmly.
Compared to the anxious expressions of others, she remained calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.
"I wish I had your positive attitude." Xie Wenwen smiled bitterly.
Police sirens sounded outside, and officers quickly arrived at the scene and dispersed the people outside the door.
But one of them stubbornly refused to leave, repeatedly insisting that he must see Bai Wan'er.
Upon hearing this, Song Mai lifted her leg to walk out.
Xie Wenwen and Lin Ran quickly stopped her: "It's too dangerous for you to go out at this time! The other party is so irrational, what if they do something to hurt you? Don't you even want to try?"
“I want to understand more carefully why they hate me so much,” Song Mai said with a smile.
The smile on her face has a powerful quality that makes those around her believe in her ability to handle problems.
After hesitating for a moment, Yu Xiao stepped forward and said, "I'll go with you."
Having a tall, imposing man by her side could indeed reduce a lot of unnecessary harm, so Song Mai didn't refuse coyly and led him out the door.
The person who kept insisting on seeing her was a girl, whose expression became even angrier the moment she saw Song Mai.
She glared at Song Mai and shouted, "How dare you show your face? Don't you know how horrible the things you've done?!"
"I believe I have a clear conscience, and I don't know what you're talking about."
Many passersby turned their curious gazes over, and the police, worried that things would escalate, suggested, "Why don't you go inside and talk?"
Song Mai brought the girl and the police to the office, where Xie Wenwen thoughtfully served them two cups of hot tea.
"Now you can talk, right?" Song Mai said, placing her hands crossed on the table.
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