Mi Feifei alone knew just how much she'd struggled to achieve all this, how much more effort she'd put in than any ordinary person.
'But what did it matter?'
'I was the one who got hurt, yet now I don't even have a chance to learn the truth?'
'Why?'
'And look at that woman over there, happy as can be every day. Why should she get everything I've worked so long and hard for?'
'Sure, Chu Yao's current status in the entertainment industry is nowhere near my own, but with Lu Xize around, isn't anything she wants just his for the asking?'
'Take the female lead in this show, for example. Chu Yao was never supposed to get that role, but in the end, wasn't it handed to her anyway?'
Mi Feifei's hand unconsciously tightened around her teacup. She could feel it herself—this recent bitterness festering inside her was growing stronger by the day.
