Ling Qingyu thinking about Fan Xi

Fan Xi smiled and recounted her past struggles—the hardships of rising to stardom and the obstacles set by colleagues or malicious parties who had their eyes on her beauty and potential.

Perhaps, during her time, it was a little easier to navigate the industry when big corporations had yet to dominate the entertainment circle. Now, without joining one of them, success was even further out of reach. Yes, artists had an easier time and walked a smoother road, but freedom had become a liability.

Sometimes, they were forced to do things they disliked—including Ling Yunxiang, who was lucky enough to have a solid family background and avoided most of it. However, for others, there was no choice. Even Fan Xi, despite her past prestige, struggled and seemed to be deliberately entangled in schemes designed to make her submit.