"Are you leaving already?"
"If I don't give it a try, how will I know I can't do it?"
A woman with black hair cascading like a waterfall, skin radiant and clear, red lips and starry eyes, flashed a gentle smile that was ineffably enchanting.
Hua Ziyin's gaze became slightly dazed.
Such a beautiful girl.
"...Are you talking to me?" Hua Ziyin slowly regained her composure.
Ming Ge grinned, revealing her teeth as she said, "Of course."
Hua Ziyin's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Why?"
"Because..." Ming Ge spoke deliberately, "I think you are the best Bai Zhouyue."
At twenty-six years old, Hua Ziyin's age wasn't considered high in the entertainment industry; she had at least another decade of glory ahead of her. But she had been buried in oblivion for three years, three years of a girl's prime.