Nan Zhifeng spent the whole day sleeping in at home; she woke up at noon the next day, found something to eat in the fridge, then with mobile phone in hand, lay on the sofa to check her messages.
Long Xingye had called her several times and left a few voice messages, all of which had been blocked by her phone's do-not-disturb mode. He had also sent her a few WeChat messages—
"Nan Zhiqiu, who exactly is your boyfriend? I'm now blacklisted across the entire internet, and even my agency has terminated my contract. It was your boyfriend's doing, wasn't it?"
"Nan Zhiqiu, I haven't done anything to wrong you. I haven't even laid a finger on you; why are you treating me like this? Do you know how much effort I've put into reaching my position today? I finally achieved my dream of establishing myself in the entertainment industry, who did I provoke to deserve this treatment??"
"Nan Zhiqiu, save me, I'm begging you!"
"Nan Zhiqiu..."
