The main issue was the woman beside him. It would be one thing if she were merely beautiful, but that woman is a fraud, even more skilled at putting on airs than I am. Unmatched in beauty, unparalleled in her pretense, and when she turns on the charm, she's unbeatable. What to do?
A femme fatale meeting a vixen—even Rina found herself frowning deeply.
However, she knew she had to solve this problem. Otherwise, I daren't imagine my fate: disappeared? Declared mentally ill? Or some other terrible pretense? Don't think you're top-tier. In their eyes, you're nothing more than an actress. If I don't get the secret from Wan Donglin, I can't report back to Zhou Ting. As for being pregnant, that's just an excuse—anything to stall for today. Otherwise, at best, my reputation will be ruined; at worst, my life will be in danger. Yan Xixi. It all comes down to her. No, even if she is a vixen, I'll have to skin her alive and make a coat out of her hide.
