Even if you have no way out, I will still kill a way out for you.

-The one I love the most

…

The top floor of the tallest building in Coiling City had a total length of 258,000 meters. In addition, the height of the lightning was about 32 meters. Looking down at the ground from the top of the building, all living creatures were like ants. If they fell down, they would only make a snap. They were badly mutilated and had broken tendons and bones.

The night was as cold as the wind.

The long curly hair on the man's head was blown like wild weeds, and the tears that came out of his eyes were dirty.

"Sorry, I don't love you at all. You can jump."

A few steps away, there was a beautiful girl with bright eyes and white teeth. Two lines of tears hung on her porcelain-white and clean face. Under the light, there were pearls shining. She closed her eyes and looked calm, but people could feel the desolation and helplessness from her calmness. "Go back to where you used to be. Don't see me again!"

The man with hairy hair smiled bitterly, stood on the high platform, opened his arms, and said, "Well, let me take your love and leave this world!"

"Cut!"

"Very good! Very good! Both of them are very delicate in their relationship. You can end your work now. Thank you for your hard work!" The director took the lead in clapping, and the director yawned and followed suit.

The director handed the thermos to Mo Chenxi. "Oh, Chenxi, the second one will be held next month. What do you think?"

"Okay, just tell my agent." Mo Chenxi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue, and her voice was clear and pleasant.

The hairy man jumped off the high platform, wrapped himself in a military coat, and whispered to the director, "Uncle, will I return to this world in the next episode? Can you arrange some kissing scenes for me and Mo Chenxi? At least, I can come to the bed scene. How about that?"

The director rolled up the script in his hand and threw it on the curly-haired man's head. "You wish! The investor said that if you dare to arrange a kissing scene for Mo Chenxi, you can withdraw the money directly so that I can't survive in the industry of directors!"

The man with hairy hair was stunned. "So exaggerated? Who is Mo Chenxi? You didn't get her fiance's approval in this play."

"I don't know. Don't talk too much and focus on acting. Your performance just now was too exaggerated!" The director patted the man's shoulder and went home to sleep.

As soon as Mo Chenxi came out of the elevator, she received a message.

[Have you finished your work? Come to the No. 3 room of shut-in, there's something you want to see!]

"Everything..." Mo Chenxi sneered and got into the nanny car.

Assistant Yao Xin used a fruit knife to stab a piece of watermelon meat into it and handed it to her. "You've worked hard. I'm here to make it up to you."

Mo Chenxi took it, stared at the fruit knife, and raised her hand to pick up the watermelon meat from the tip of the knife and threw it into the paper basket. She wiped the knife with a tissue and said, "Please lend it to me."

Yao Xin blinked blankly. "What do you want my knife for?"

Mo Chenxi took out a bottle of mineral water from the drawer and smiled at her. "Go and cut off someone's grandchildren."

…

At the No. pointed of the shut-in, Liseson Hotel.

Candlelight, champagne, incense, soft beds, and fragrant human bodies.

Cheng Feiyu, the young master of the Cheng Group, came out of the bathroom in a snow-white bathrobe and rushed to the slim woman who had already taken off her clothes and was waiting for him to taste.

The girl's fragrance fascinated him, and at the same time, he frowned gloomily.

"Alas, it would be great if Mo Chenxi could throw herself into my arms like you. Every time I think of her, I want to explode. She won't give it to me no matter what!"

Lin Xuefei was twisting her body to seduce the man. Upon hearing his words, her sharp face was full of displeasure. She pushed Cheng Feiyu down and said, "Why are you doing this? Why are you talking about her when you are with me?"

"She is my fiancee, my future wife. Who else should I mention?" Cheng Feiyu pecked Lin Xuefei's pink and tender lips, and somehow imagined the person under him as his fiancee, Mo Chenxi!

"Oh, Chenxi, I really want you!"