Chapter 890: Past Connection (2)

The light was so weak, it was like the glow of fireflies.

Xue Feifei casually glanced around and didn't pay much attention. She closed the door, drew the curtains, washed up, and tried to rest with unease.

Fortunately, her restless tossing and turning throughout the night was in vain since Yu Sixing didn't come.

Early in the morning, although Xue Feifei could have slept in, her biological clock from filming got her up promptly at five-thirty. Since she was already awake, she didn't want to dawdle, so she simply got dressed and went for a run downstairs.

She had become an artist halfway into her life, never having considered acting before she was twenty-one. After just a year of training, the company pushed her out, her acting, dancing, and physique were all self-taught afterward.

But no sooner had she descended the stairs than she heard a sanitation worker cursing, "Who is this, such bad manners, throwing cigarette butts everywhere."