Qiu Yun had always considered herself a lucky person.

　　Despite her poor family background, her parents loved her.

　　She worked hard and got accepted into her dream school.

　　Her dream was to become an actress and immerse herself in different roles, experiencing the wonderful resonance that came from soulful collisions.

　　However, poverty and beauty combined were a disaster.

　　Countless temptations, countless pressures.

　　She had politely declined them all, even if her manager glared at her.

　　She never wanted to stoop so low.

　　It wasn't until her parents passed away in an accident.

　　Was it really an accident? She had endured so much malice throughout her life, but it was her parents' love that allowed her to ignore the malicious gazes.

　　That car accident was clearly an act of revenge.

　　She heard the man she rejected saying somewhat annoyed, "I originally just wanted to scare them, but I didn't expect someone to die." However, in that unexpected incident, it was another person who was convicted.

　　It seemed that these powerful and influential people could always manipulate the order as they pleased.

　　Qiu Yun felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar.

　　She finally realized, in a slow and dull manner, that besides her parents, there was actually no one else in the world who would wholeheartedly consider her and support her dreams.

　　Her dreams had killed her family.

　　From that moment on, no one loved her anymore.

　　Qiu Yun, who had been obscure and nameless since her debut, felt like her heart was dead during that time.

　　But one night, she received a private message.

　　The girl asked her, "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" She said she was Qiu Yun's fan and noticed that she hadn't been doing well lately, so she specially came to check on her.

　　She knew every supporting role Qiu Yun had played and consoled her that it didn't matter.

　　They only exchanged a few sentences each day, but this relationship had become Qiu Yun's spiritual support.

　　It turns out that there were still people who liked her, who saw her.

　　Not all gazes in the world were filled with covetousness; there were also pure emotions.

　　Qiu Yun finally pulled herself together and thought that it didn't matter, she could gradually become stronger and gather evidence to send those people to prison someday.

　　That night, the girl suddenly wanted her to meet up.

　　However, until the wish blogger told her not to go, that girl was fake...fake.

　　Through this fictional character, she seemed to see the grimacing faces hidden behind it.

　　She suddenly remembered that on the day she met that girl, her agent had finally arranged a job for her, and it was because of that job that the girl managed to strike up a conversation with her.

　　Qiu Yun wasn't foolish; she wanted to question her agent, but in the end, she remained silent.

　　Even if her agent admitted it, what could she do? What could she do to her agent? In secret, Qiu Yun speculated, was this just a game arranged by a group of bored second-generation rich kids? They put money, resources, and status in front of her, and when they saw that she wasn't moved, they finally used a simpler method.

　　They only needed to pretend to be a fan who liked her, even if they only chatted for half a month, she would fall for it...so easy to deceive.

　　Even though her agent knew how much she yearned for recognition, she had reached out to him with enthusiasm when she first entered the industry, saying that they would work hard together, and he had also been moved.

　　In the end, he used Qiu Yun's vulnerability, which she handed to him, to personally push her into hell.

　　She hadn't felt like a lucky person for a long time.

　　Until today...this wish blogger said that she had chosen her.

　　She came to help her fulfill her wish.