Nearly two hours passed, and the clock struck nine at night.
During this time, the room was initially silent, later filled with Tang Shuying's loud cries, and finally, in the last half-hour, with heart-wrenching sobs.
She cried with a heart-breaking intensity, true and heartfelt.
Outside, Ju Qingmeng and the others felt unsettled.
Zheng Tian even joked whether Ren Zhong was genuinely getting too caught up in acting.
After all, Brother Ren has been holding back for too long; it's understandable.
At this point, Ju Qingmeng and Hanyu simultaneously said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
After five minutes of silence, the sound of footsteps echoed in the stairwell.
The three of them turned their heads to see Tang Shuying coming downstairs.
Her eyes and face were red as she limped along.
Zheng Tian suddenly stood up, her face full of envy, hesitant to speak.
Tang Shuying slowly approached the group, her gaze finally resting on Zheng Tian's face, "I really envy you all."
