Only a single wall lamp was on in the bedroom. Under the warm yellow light, Qin Fan sat up, her nightgown hanging loosely on her slender, snow-white arm. Unadorned, she exuded a lazy, languid beauty from her very bones.

She lowered her eyelashes, her fingertips swiping across the screen. With a blank expression, she changed Xie Yanli's contact name from 'Sleeping Partner' to 'Sleeping Dog'.

After changing it, she pursed her lips, still feeling indignant.

Using her for free was one thing, but he dared to demand compensation?

Dream on!

What kind of dog of a man would do such a dog-like, scummy thing?!

The more Qin Fan looked at it, the more she found his frigid-looking profile picture an eyesore. With a soft snort, she casually added him to her blocklist.

Finally—

Her anger subsided.

After she was done, Qin Fan lay back on her pillow. Looking at the elegant pattern on the ceiling, she inexplicably felt that with Xie Yanli working overtime and not coming home, the air in the master bedroom was much fresher.

This was the air of freedom.

She lay there quietly for a few minutes, then suddenly, Qin Fan got up. Stepping barefoot onto the carpet, she walked quickly to the door, tapped her finger on the lock, and with a long 'beep', the bedroom door was firmly locked from the inside.

The Xie Yanli in her phone deserved to be on the blocklist, and the Xie Yanli in real life deserved to sleep in the guest room!

Qin Fan turned off the light and went to sleep, reassured.

After the audition, Qin Fan spent the next few days rushing to various engagements. After all, if she was confirmed for the cast, she wouldn't be able to take leave midway through Pei Feng's production.

In her busyness, she even forgot about the husband living on her blocklist.

This afternoon, Qin Fan attended a commercial event.

It was an event for a watch brand she endorsed, scheduled long ago.

In the high-end mall known as Bei Cheng's biggest money pit, there was a huge crowd of young people, all heading in the same direction.

After her event ended, Qin Fan, still in her frost-colored evening gown, stood by the third-floor railing. An exquisite watch with a peacock-green face adorned her slender white wrist as she held up her skirt with one hand, gazing down at the surging crowd in the first-floor lobby.

The surrounding area had been cleared by staff. In contrast to the first floor, this level was extremely quiet.

"Sister Fanfan, look quickly," Xiao Tu said, pointing downstairs.

In the crowd, a female celebrity in a wine-red velvet gown, surrounded by layers of bodyguards, walked past.

"Qin Yuzhi, Qin Yuzhi!"

The fans' synchronized cheers nearly blew the roof off the mall.

But upon hearing this name, Qin Fan's dark eyes narrowed slightly.

"Qin Yuzhi?"

Qin Fan gazed at that person, the three words slowly spilling from her red lips.

Xiao Tu, thinking she didn't know her, explained: "Sister, you don't know? Qin Yuzhi is the little princess heavily promoted by the mainstream. She won many Best Actress awards at a young age. It's no exaggeration to say that since her debut, she's been hailed as a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry. She's also very low-key and has a great reputation. She has powerful backing but insists on conquering millions of fans with her talent."

"Speaking of which, Sister Fanfan, your surname is also Qin. I hope you can become as famous as Goddess Qin one day!"

Qin Fan didn't say anything, nor did she stop her. She nonchalantly prepared to look away.

Xiao Tu yelped in surprise again, "Ah, it looks like Goddess Qin is greeting us!"

Qin Yuzhi, who had been walking straight ahead, looked up in their direction, her elegant and beautiful face fully visible under the lights.

Seeing that Qin Fan had noticed her, Qin Yuzhi's dusty rose-colored lips curved imperceptibly.

This caused the surrounding fans to scream even more hoarsely.

Qin Fan turned around with complete indifference, lifting her skirt to walk towards the dressing room. With a nonchalant expression, she said casually, "Let's go. If we don't leave now, we'll get stuck in traffic."

Xiao Tu followed Qin Fan reluctantly. Seeing her artist's calm and composed demeanor, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: 'As expected of Fairy Fan, look at that perspective.'

While others were captivated by the goddess's arrival, our sister was worried about traffic.

She didn't notice the expression on Qin Fan's face that had instantly faded the moment she turned around.

After rushing through her schedule for several consecutive days, Qin Fan finally had a day off to catch her breath.

That night before bed, she resolved to sleep until noon the next day to make up for her lack of sleep.

Who knew that just past seven-thirty in the morning, Qin Fan would be woken up by a maid because a visitor had arrived.

Qin Fan lay sprawled in bed for a while before finally struggling to get up. She slipped on a pair of indoor slippers she rarely wore and went downstairs, her steps unsteady.

Jiang Rong was already waiting in the living room. Seeing the dark circles under Qin Fan's eyes and her pale little face, she immediately imagined a series of scenarios of a young couple not-so-innocently chatting under the covers late at night.

"By the way, I just ran into President Xie!" Jiang Rong rarely came to the Beijing Suburban Villa, usually waiting for Qin Fan outside, so today was the first time she had met Xie Yanli.

She couldn't help but exclaim, "With President Xie's looks, even I want to sign him as an artist!"

Qin Fan took the warm water from the maid, kicked off her slippers, and curled up on the sofa. Her red lips curved into a sneer, "The signing bonus is one hundred billion."

Jiang Rong: "..."

Qin Fan lifted her eyelids again and lazily added, "One hundred billion to sign a male artist who has nothing but his face, knows nothing, and is a living ancestor you have to wait on."

Jiang Rong was speechless.

She completely dismissed the idea. Can't afford to offend him, can't afford to offend him.

However, as someone with experience, she felt that Qin Fan's tone when mentioning President Xie today was strange. "Did you have a fight with President Xie?"

Did the young couple have a disagreement over positions last night?

Since she'd been busy with her schedule, Qin Fan hadn't seen him at home at all. Their schedules didn't align, and when both were busy, they really wouldn't see much of each other unless one of them made a special effort.

Qin Fan's fingertips, holding the glass, paused slightly. Then she nonchalantly changed the subject, "Stay out of a Fairy's business. As for you, how come you dared to come in today?"

Jiang Rong clicked her tongue first. "Fine, fine. We mortals daren't meddle in the marital games between a Fairy and a Bodhisattva."

Then she took a stack of contracts from her file folder. "This is the draft contract from the Feng Hua production team. If there are no problems, we'll go to Director Pei's company this afternoon to sign it."

Qin Fan's eyes flickered. No wonder Sister Jiang came to her door directly today. So the audition was a success.

Her slender fingers flipped through the contract. In the bright light of the living room, she read it clause by clause very carefully.

Jiang Rong was in a good mood. "Now the company has no reason to shelve you anymore. Once you're famous, those people who want to snatch your resources will have to think twice."

They wouldn't be so passive like they are now.

In the entertainment industry, being famous is an original sin, but not being famous means you're at the mercy of others.

Qin Fan looked thoughtful and rubbed the spot between her eyebrows. "Alright."

In any case, getting the role is a good thing.

To avoid any complications from delays, Jiang Rong took Qin Fan to sign the contract that very day.

Yaoxing Film and Television Company.

As soon as Qin Fan and the others arrived, they were led to the meeting room by Pei Feng's assistant.

While waiting, Qin Fan leaned back lazily in her chair and opened a mobile game.

Jiang Rong looked at her. "You're still in the mood to play games?"

Qin Fan flicked her slender wrist and started a round. "I'm not in the mood. Isn't this to calm my nerves?"

The lights in the meeting room were on even in broad daylight, white and bright, shining on Qin Fan's flawless face. There was no trace of her being startled at all.

Jiang Rong stood up helplessly. "I'm going to take a walk outside."

One round.

Three rounds.

Until five rounds of the game had passed—

Qin Fan looked at her phone screen, which had turned black and white again. She placed the hot phone on the table and closed her eyes for a short nap.

She didn't know how much time had passed, just as she was about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, she heard the meeting room door being pushed open forcefully.

She abruptly opened her peach blossom eyes, unexpectedly meeting Jiang Rong's furious face.

Qin Fan's gaze gradually cleared. She slowly sat up straight, her soft, clear voice a little hoarse. "What's wrong?"

Jiang Rong took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. Word by word, she said, "Someone just came over and said Director Pei has something urgent and told us to go back and wait for a notification."

'Go back and wait for a notification?'

After a brief pause of only a second, Qin Fan reacted. Her delicate eyebrows rose slightly. "Director Pei doesn't want to sign me anymore?"

Jiang Rong nodded.

Qin Fan's expression faded slightly. How could she not know this was an indirect rejection? They just hadn't said it so bluntly.

After a few seconds of silence, Qin Fan suddenly stood up and walked out.