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Jin Sisi looked at Jing Yan on the news page. Although he still had the same calm, indifferent and distant attitude, his expression became more and more tense, and his gentle face was cold, making him look indifferent to strangers. That gentleness

His expression seemed to have disappeared.

She thought of that day at the lawyer's office, when he left with a stiff back, and her heart was filled with guilt.

The attacks from the media were so unbearable. Originally, she should have to bear them, but now they all fell on him alone.

After all, she was the one who harmed him. Without her, he would still be the king who could be proud of everything and could still maintain peace and purity in his realm.

Jin Sisi's hand tightened, but she still closed the news on this page decisively.

No matter how guilty or moved she was, it couldn't be love. She had nothing to do but be sorry.

Feeling a little depressed, Jin Sisi logged into her Weibo. During this period, her fans kept dropping. From the original more than one million, she only lost more than 700,000, and there were constant scoldings.

, there were all kinds of curses as soon as I opened the page, and it was only in the past half month that the curses subsided a little.

But it is true that her popularity has plummeted.

If she were not Su Mo's wife today, she would have sadly withdrawn from the circle along with the infamy. Over time, no one would remember the golden silk thread that once shone brightly on the stage of the entertainment industry.

It is impossible to say that it is not depressing.

Acting is her biggest hobby. Now that her wings have been chopped off, how can she not feel pain?

With a bitter smile, Jin Sisi closed her Weibo.

She originally wanted to play with her mobile phone to kill time, but she didn't expect that it would completely ruin her mood. No, no, no, she couldn't be depressed. She couldn't forget her task tonight.

Although she is in good spirits and is not sleepy at all, Jin Sisi still sets an alarm clock on her phone just in case. She sets it to ring every half an hour to remind herself.

After setting it up, she put it on the bedside table, then lay down on the bed and pretended to sleep.

The clock on the wall was ticking, like one lullaby after another, and Jin Sisi actually felt a little bit sleepy.

She secretly felt something was wrong and quickly opened her eyes again.

She had slept all day during the day, how could she want to sleep again as soon as she closed her eyes? Could it be that the more she slept, the more she wanted to sleep?

But she was clearly very energetic just now, so she couldn't possibly feel sleepy in a short while.

Jin Sisi quickly got up from the quilt, went into the bathroom, splashed cold water on her face a few times, patted her face, sobered up, and then went back to sleep.

She really didn't feel sleepy, but her eyelids still became heavier little by little, and her consciousness became uncontrollably blurred.

Jinsisi gritted her teeth and pinched herself several times, but it still did not make her eyelids less heavy. Finally, under the sound of ticking, her head was confused and her consciousness was blurred, and her eyes slowly closed.

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It's just... at the last moment when she closed her eyes, she seemed to vaguely see a tall silhouette walking towards her slowly through a layer of darkness...

Su Mo...

Is it Su Mo?

Jin Sisi wanted to struggle to get up, open her eyes, and shout out, but just like the previous nights, her whole body seemed to be trapped by something, and she fell asleep no matter how unwilling she was.


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