âWho am I? Iâm no Tom, Dick, or Harry, right? I have a name, alright!?â The girl spouted nonsense without a care. She was overjoyed and so agitated that she cried. She looked at her and sobbed. âIâll risk my life to help the two of you. You have to treat me better in the future! Otherwise, I wonât let you off even if I become a ghost!â
âWhich mental hospital did you escape from?â Ling Sheng really did not know what was going on. Had she met a lunatic? Since she was a girl, she should be gentler.
However, the girl suddenly grabbed her shoulder. So much force was used on her that she could not exert any strength. The madness in her eyes was gone and was replaced by seriousness. âListen carefully. Promise me that you will wake me up once you succeed. You have to wake me up. I donât want to be a fool being manipulated anymore!â
Ling Shengâs eyes narrowed, and her mind went blank for a moment.
When she woke up and wanted to ask questions, the girlâs hand slid down her shoulder weakly and fell on her unconscious body.
Ling Sheng was confused.
What was going on?
What was going on?
Had she come out of a book?
What did she mean she had risked her life to help the two of them?
What did she mean she was being manipulated? Who was manipulating her?
How did she know she was with the Third Master? What else could the two of them have done? What had she done with the Third Master to make her so agitated?
Ling Sheng was a mess. Her mind was a mess, and she felt like she knew something. However, the more she thought about it, the more confused she became. She had no clue, so she couldnât care less about the molestation.
She knew very well that the girlâs words, the words of the grandma next door, and the words of the grandma at the foreign restaurant must have some kind of connection.
Was she being manipulated? The book had been written by an author. The fate of everyone in the book was being manipulated by the author. Was that what she wanted to tell her?
The girlâs name was Song Yiyan, and she was the second female lead in âThe Legend of Empress Xiaoxianâ in Shang Jiarenâs stead. One could only blame the beauty of television dramas for being too impressive when it came to makeup. She was also playing the role of a woman who liked to put on heavy makeup, which had resulted in her not recognizing her immediately.
When Song Yiyan woke up faintly, she saw Ling Sheng staring at her with a burning gaze. She frowned and shrank back in fear. âWhy am I here?â
âDo you know Jun Shiyan?â Ling Sheng asked.
Song Yiyan shook her head, her eyes full of unfamiliarity and vigilance. She looked at her strangely. âI donât know him. Who is he?â
Ling Shengâs heart skipped a beat and turned cold. âWhat about me?â
Song Yiyan said, âYouâre Ling Sheng.â
Ling Sheng felt a glimmer of hope. âYou know me?â
Song Yiyan nodded. âYouâre Bai Jinfeng. We acted in the same drama.â
Ling Shengâs heart sank and turned cold. She did not remember, nor could she recall. Frustration rose within her. She grabbed her shoulder and said anxiously, âThink about it carefully. You just asked if I was with Jun Shiyan. You just said that we would definitely do it. You said you would risk your life to help us. What did you mean? You said you are a fool whoâs being manipulated. Think about it!â
Song Yiyanâs eyes reddened from the pain. She struggled with all her might like a rabbit being bullied by a big bad wolf. âYouâre so weird. What are you talking about? Let go of me! It hurts!â