"Ah...." she screamed, suddenly sitting upright. In front of her was pitch blackness, she couldn’t see anything, and she suddenly clasped her head and started screaming in terror, her cries filled with such fear and despair. That night, as if it could devour a person’s soul, her body felt like it had fallen into a bottomless abyss, sinking continuously, as if there was never an end... "Miss...Miss, are you alright?" Aunt Li’s anxious and worried voice came from outside the door. The source of thɪs content is novel·fire·net The screams were so piercing and desperate that they raised the hair on one’s skin when heard in the dead of night. Aunt Li glanced around, the villa was eerily quiet, making the screams sound even more clear. She knocked on the door worriedly, wondering what had happened to her Miss. Aunt Li ran downstairs, found the spare key, and tremblingly unlocked the door to find the room in darkness, the curtains drawn, and without a single star or moonlight tonight, so the room was plunged into pitch darkness. Aunt Li turned on the light, and with a ’click’, the bedroom instantly lit up. The light dispelled the darkness. On the big bed, a girl in a white cotton nightgown knelt, hands covering her head, her hair disheveled, looking eerily out of place. That posture, as if frozen in that moment, not moving an inch. Aunt Li approached cautiously, "Miss?" The girl suddenly looked up, her cold eyes emerging from her hair, startling Aunt Li so badly that her heart nearly leapt out of her throat. "My goodness, you scared me to death." Aunt Li patted her chest and gasped for breath, her blood pressure nearly soaring. It all seemed like an illusion when the girl pushed back her hair covering her face, revealing a beautiful and clear face, her willow-shaped eyebrows curved, and her eyes gentle, "It’s nothing, just a nightmare." "Miss, you really scared me just now." Aunt Li took a closer look at her, and seeing her pale but otherwise normal complexion, she breathed a sigh of relief. "I’ll warm up a glass of milk for you, Miss. Drinking milk helps you sleep, and then you won’t have nightmares anymore," Aunt Li said with concern. Five minutes later, Aunt Li entered with a glass of milk, and after watching Yun Ya drink it all, she tucked her in and whispered, "Sleep well, Miss, I’ll be right outside the door, no one will disturb you again." Yun Ya curved her lips into a smile and slowly closed her eyes. After seeing Yun Ya asleep, Aunt Li tiptoed out, just as she was about to turn off the light, Yun Ya’s eyes snapped open reflexively. "Don’t turn off the light." "Alright, alright, I won’t," Aunt Li said as she turned the light back on, and seeing Yun Ya closing her eyes again, she sighed softly and carefully closed the door. What on earth had the Miss dreamed that was so terrifying? After Aunt Li left, Yun Ya gradually opened her eyes, gazing at the ceiling. She dared not fall asleep; the moment she closed her eyes, that terrifying feeling would return. Yun Ya reached for her phone on the bedside table, opened the contact list, and made an international call. After a few rings, the other party finally answered, and a fluent, beautiful female voice came through. Yun Ya closed her eyes for a moment, "Mary, I think I’ve been hypnotized...." The next morning, entertainment headlines were dominated by one piece of news. "Zhu Yangyang and Ming Han spotted entering and leaving hotel together, relationship exposed?" "After years of pursuit, perseverance pays off and captures the heart of the heartthrob." "Ming Han and Zhu Yangyang’s hotel rendezvous, even the male god has moments of weakness." Such news firmly occupied all the major headlines. On clicking to read further, the writers spared no effort in praising them to the skies, and with some sneakily taken misaligned photos, the romance between Zhu Yangyang and Ming Han was hyped up. The online community exploded. It was thought that this morning’s headlines should have been about Ji Yunya and Ming Han’s interaction with Dong Xieyou, but instead, they were overshadowed by the gossip about Zhu Yangyang and Ming Han. Ming Han’s fans didn’t believe it at all, cursing Zhu Yangyang as a relentless pest again, repeating old tricks that had been slapped down by Ming Han before, now shamelessly coming back for more. Does this woman know the meaning of the word ’shame’? Ming Han’s side remained silent, while Zhu Yangyang herself was quite active on social media, which led to a war of words with Ming Han’s fans. [Haha] Zhu Yangyang’s latest post on Weibo, only two words but full of ironic swagger. Netizens cursed her for being crazy, now dispelling even the last shred of dignity, waiting to see how Ming Han would tear her face apart this time. Despite the silence from Ming Han’s camp, journalists tried to contact Ming Han’s agent but received no answer. Reliable sources indicated that Ming Han had boarded an international flight at five in the morning, having taken a rare two-day break from filming his new movie to support Yun Ya, he was now on the plane, unable to respond to Zhu Yangyang.