Lu Qixi thought about it, but her expression remained cold.
She had always loved singing since she was young, but for the first time in her life, she felt a profound disgust for it.
After becoming famous, she felt like a puppet, kidnapped by all sorts of events and performances, manipulated by the talent agency and media, with almost no life of her own.
Xingyi thought she was unwilling to renew her contract because she had already found a new suitor, but actually, she simply had started to hate this kind of life.
With that in mind, she lifted her head and saw a weary face in the mirror.
Suddenly feeling intolerable, she stood up and walked out to a deserted area, exhaling deeply.
There were footsteps and laughter not far away, but she did not care.
"Hey, isn't this our Heavenly Queen Lu Qixi?" A frivolous male voice suddenly rang out.
Lu Qixi followed the sound and saw several young men, clearly spoiled rich kids, approaching her. She frowned in disgust, "Go away."
