The alcohol was getting stronger, and Bai Yunxi's cheeks were flushed with a hint of intoxication, her eyes increasingly hazy.
Riding on the alcohol's effect, Bai Yunxi spilled quite a bit of her pent-up frustrations, but she also found herself drinking more and more.
The suffocating pressure of the entertainment industry felt so overwhelming that it was as if one would either explode in silence or perish in it—perhaps that was the feeling...
Using the opportunity, Bai Yunxi vented for a while.
"Ning Fan, I'm really tired. If I could choose again, what do you think I would choose?"
"Do you regret it?"
Ning Fan didn't directly answer Bai Yunxi's question but countered with one of his own.
"Regret?" Bai Yunxi's eyes flickered with an inexplicable light; she fell silent, seemingly pondering something.
Ning Fan's question seemed to have touched something deep within her soul, making her involuntarily sentimental.
