The hashtag “#Su Wan Retires#” suddenly shot up in the trending searches.

Everyone was in disbelief at the news, especially Director Meng, who nearly jumped up in panic and called Su Wan in the middle of the night, waking her from her sleep.

Dazed, she mumbled, “What?”

Director Meng was frantic: “You can’t be serious about this! I just picked up a script that’s perfect for you and was counting on you to continue!”

Su Wan turned over, set her phone on the bedside table, and said with her eyes closed, “Not interested.”

“Su Qin came to me countless times before, and I didn’t think she was right for it. Why are you rejecting it without even looking?”

Su Wan replied honestly, “I’m not suited for this industry. Plus, we’d have to film at night, and I can’t stay up late.”

Director Meng nearly choked: “…”

This was the first time in his life he’d heard such a unique and unconventional rejection.

Still unwilling to give up, he said, “If you take on this role, I’m confident you could win an international award.”

Su Wan: “Really? I’m not going.”

Director Meng: “…”

Grinding his teeth, he spoke so forcefully that his voice buzzed in the receiver.

“I can’t just let you go! You’re born for acting—such talent can’t fade out under my watch!”

Otherwise, people would say that Su Wan was a great talent but retired after working with Director Meng.

Who knew what people might think happened between them!

Su Wan responded with an “Oh,” then hung up.

Years later, during a small celebration, Xiao Zheng recalled how Director Meng’s face had twisted with anger after making that call, and everyone thought it was gout, dragging him to the hospital for a checkup. The doctor said it was sheer rage.

Rage? But why?

Xiao Zheng never figured it out.

Meanwhile…

In a large office, Li Yang sat in his armchair, watching the woman on the computer screen, her allure captivating, making it difficult to look away.

She looked at the male lead with adoration, unable to hide her joy and admiration.

She waited for him to turn around.

Li Yang just watched, watched her.

Once, those same bright, expressive eyes looked at him like that, clumsily offering all the best she had.

The only thing he did in return was ruthlessly reject her, adding a touch of scorn.

“…”

A sharp pain started in his chest, a feeling Li Yang had never experienced before.

He was at a loss, but memories of Su Wan began to flood back to him—

A knock on the door interrupted his silence.

He instinctively closed the computer, hiding all his emotions in that cold machine.

The secretary hesitated, “Ms. Su Qin’s welcome-back dinner…”

Li Yang responded indifferently.

“Send her something.”

“But Ms. Su Qin said she’d like to wait for you…”

“Tell her I’m very busy today,” he cut her off coolly, waving her away. “No time.”

The secretary was about to leave when she saw Li Yang stand up.

“I’ll go after all,” he said.

Maybe seeing Su Qin would make him forget all of this. After all, he liked someone delicate and sensitive like Su Qin, someone gentle in all things.

Su Qin’s return after wrapping up filming should’ve been big news, but the media were too focused on Su Wan. The studio paid to trend Su Qin’s news, but it was overtaken by the influx of Su Wan’s new fans, who stormed to criticize Su Qin.

The studio hurriedly paid to remove the trending tag.