Over here, Yu Xiaowan and Mu Weichen, who had supported Ye Feifei back to the dressing room for a rest, were still at a loss for what to do.
Ye Feifei had been holding up in front of others just moments ago, with a stubbornness supporting her and a feigned smile on her face. Although it wasn't looking great, she was at least controlling herself. But now, back in her usual resting place, her tightly wound emotions suddenly relaxed, like a dam releasing its water. In an instant, all her feelings came pouring out.
Ye Feifei couldn't control herself any longer and began to sob over the makeup table. Tears streamed down non-stop as if she were still immersed in her recent scene, unable to stop the surge of sadness. This frenzied Xiaowan, not knowing what to do.
