Jiang Rong hurriedly chased after her. "Where are you going?"

Jiang Rong was angry, but she was still rational. Thinking of Qin Fan's temper, she was worried she would offend Pei Feng.

Qin Fan calmly smoothed a strand of hair falling by her face. Without answering Jiang Rong, she went out and asked a passing staff member, "Excuse me, where is Director Pei's office?"

Pei Feng's office was also on this floor.

Qin Fan paused at the door. The door was closed, but through the glass wall, her sharp eyes noticed three cups on the coffee table in the reception area. Two of the white teacups had faint lipstick stains on the rim.

This meant that not long ago, the guests he received were female.

Qin Fan's eyelashes lowered. So, Pei Feng decided not to work with her after meeting them.

Just then, Pei Feng's assistant hurried over to explain, "Miss Qin, our Director Pei has gone out."

"My apologies for the disturbance."

Qin Fan didn't press the issue and obediently turned to leave. But as her gaze swept over the security camera in the hallway, a subtle glint flashed in her eyes, and she winked at Jiang Rong beside her.

Jiang Rong, having a deep tacit understanding with her, nodded imperceptibly.

Then, they left the office building one after the other.

However, after reaching the entrance, Jiang Rong turned back.

Meanwhile, Qin Fan, wearing a mask, looked around before heading to a private kitchen restaurant not far away.

Having been there for three hours, she was just getting hungry.

The midsummer dusk arrived late. The afterglow of the sunset left only a tail, like a golden koi fish, tumbling in a sea of chaotic clouds.

Qin Fan pursed her red lips, gazing at the koi fish, lost in thought.

Once inside the private room of the restaurant, Qin Fan looked at the menu and decided to order the all-fish banquet.

The heavens were telling her that tonight, she should eat fish.

By the time Qin Fan had almost finished eating.

She slowly and methodically used the warm towel prepared by the waiter to wipe her fingers, cleaning her slender, pale fingertips one by one until they were spotless.

Her eyes held their usual nonchalant calm, as if she hadn't been affected by today's events at all.

Just as she finished wiping her hands, the phone rang in the quiet private room.

It was Jiang Rong.

Qin Fan picked up her phone. "Sister Jiang, how did it go?"

Just now, she had given Jiang Rong a look to go get the surveillance footage from there, and she didn't know if she had managed to get it.

As a veteran agent, Jiang Rong naturally had her own methods. "Of course there's no problem when I'm on the case."

"I told the person in charge there that you dropped a diamond earring worth hundreds of thousands in the hallway and wanted to look for it via the surveillance footage. Guess what I found!"

"He met with Qin Yuzhi!"

"I just asked around. Qin Yuzhi wants to play the female lead for free, and her only condition is that the third female lead role be given to a newcomer from her company."

"If I didn't know she really is that highly cultured, zen-like goddess, I'd suspect she was deliberately targeting you!"

She happened to snatch away both roles Qin Fan had auditioned for.

Seeing Qin Fan remain silent, Jiang Rong changed her tune. "But maybe she was also put up to this by someone to snatch your good resources."

Qin Fan's voice finally had a slight ripple as she suddenly let out a soft laugh.

The laugh baffled Jiang Rong. "Have you been angered into foolishness?" How could she still laugh?

Qin Fan propped her elbow on the table, her lustrous and delicate fingertips toying with a white porcelain spoon. Her smile faded, and her voice became ethereal, hinting at a deeper meaning. "She wasn't put up to it by anyone."

She glanced out the window at the night sky. There were many stars tonight. Qin Fan suddenly remembered that she loved watching the stars when she was little, because it felt like she was seeing her father.

Why did she stop liking it later?

Because Qin Yuzhi had told her, "When people die, they're burned to ashes and rot in the dirt forever. They don't turn into stars."

Recently, Xie Yanli had been working overtime late into the night every evening, and today was no exception.

Only after a drinking party with several international partners did Xie Yanli head home under the cold moonlight.

Unlike usual, the moment he opened the door today, he heard the sound of a television from the living room.

As Xie Yanli changed into his slippers, he lifted his eyes for a glance.

His eyes fell upon a woman sitting cross-legged on the living room carpet, her beautiful, slender fingers currently holding a glass filled with a milky white liquid.

"What are you doing?" So she wasn't avoiding him today.

Qin Fan's bonelessly soft body leaned against the edge of the sofa seat. Her bright eyes stared straight at him, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Then, she raised the glass in her hand, swished it, and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "I'm drinking."

'Drinking?'

Xie Yanli loosened his tie and walked over slowly and deliberately. The closer he got, the clearer the white liquid became, reflecting a cool halo under the light.

His tall, slender figure stood before Qin Fan, exuding a particular pressure.

He gripped Qin Fan's swaying wrist, leaned down slightly to take the glass from her hand, and as he drew near, he could smell a faint scent of milk.

It was indeed a glass of milk.

Xie Yanli didn't straighten up immediately. He met Qin Fan's eyes, which now seemed to be covered by a thin layer of mist, hazy like those of an innocent little deer, as if she were truly drunk.

Xie Yanli looked at her with some surprise. "..."

She can get drunk on milk?

Seeing her small hand was now empty, Qin Fan's watery eyes instantly filled with grievance. She unsteadily threw herself at the person blocking the light in front of her. "Don't steal my wine!"

Seeing her rash movement, Xie Yanli subconsciously caught her by the waist.

In a breath, the milky scent was instantly dispelled by the aroma of alcohol on the woman in his arms...

She really was drunk.

Xie Yanli steadied her by the shoulders. "Qin Fan, do you even know who you are?"

Qin Fan, struggling in his arms to snatch back her 'wine', was clearly stumped by this question.

Qin Fan tilted her head up to look at Xie Yanli.

From her angle, she could clearly see the man's long, pale neck. If she stood on her tiptoes just slightly, she could kiss his jaw.

Xie Yanli saw Qin Fan thinking with a profound expression, as if pondering some difficult academic problem.

Just as Xie Yanli was about to put her down on the sofa.

He suddenly felt a weight on him.

Qin Fan had jumped onto him, hugging him like a koala, her hot lips randomly licking and biting his neck.

She announced happily, "I remember now!"

"I am a cat."