Get Your Hands Off My Husband.

Dramas and disasters unfailingly unfold whenever there is a gathering, be it a festive party or even a solemn burial ceremony. These occurrences may manifest in the form of a person unwittingly slipping and succumbing to embarrassment, or in people maliciously conspiring to tarnish one's reputation with a well-planned act of humiliation.

In this particular instance, Meiying found herself entrapped in this very predicament. She was well aware of Qingting's impulsive nature and tendency for acting without reason. Now, a treacherous tray filled with glasses of wine was dangerously aimed towards Meiying.

In an instant, Meiying closed her eyes, bracing herself for the humiliation she would endure in the presence of Xuejian. Little did the poor gentleman know that the pristine white dress he had so thoughtfully procured for her would inadvertently serve as a catalyst for revenge.

However, just as Meiying anticipated the impact, she was abruptly whisked away from the impending catastrophe. The glasses of wine crashed to the ground, missing their intended target. Although a few droplets stained the lower portion of Meiying's attire, it was inconspicuous and hardly noticeable.

Grateful to the person who had saved her from the imminent embarrassment, Meiying was a blend of shock and astonishment as she beheld Zhang Hongzong, wearing an expression of anger and disdain as he scrutinized Qingting.

In a voice booming with intensity, he thundered, "What on Earth is the meaning of this?"

Qingting trembled in the face of Hongzong's wrath but defiantly held her ground. "I don't understand why you're looking at me like that," she retorted.

He raised an incredulous eyebrow. "This gathering was not arranged to facilitate the destruction of reputations or the engagement in bullying," he asserted firmly.

Qingting donned a facade of wounded innocence, proclaiming, "I swear I have done nothing wrong!"

An air of disbelief permeated the room, for it was abundantly clear that Qingting had indeed orchestrated the conniving act to undermine Meiying.

"Director Xu!" Hongzong called out, and within seconds, the man appeared by his side. "Did this lady secure her role through the audition?"

The director glanced at Qingting, trying to recollect who she was. "I don't believe so."

"Then replace her. We cannot allow undeserving individuals to cause chaos and unnecessary drama here," Hongzong declared, walking away confidently.

Qingting grew furious and attempted to approach him, but the director intervened, preventing her from advancing any further. He quickly summoned security to escort her away.

Observing the scene from the sidelines, Meiying couldn't help but experience a sense of déjà vu. In her past life as well, Qingting had sought ways to humiliate her when she first embarked on her acting career. Yet, just when Qingting was on the verge of success, Zhang Hongzong had rushed to Meiying's aid. However, in her previous life, Hongzong had wanted Meiying removed from the movie project, but instead it resulted in Qingting's departure. Afterward, Hongzong never bothered her until the completion of the movie.

Considering that she should at least show her gratitude towards Hongzong, Meiying approached him cautiously, aware of the possible response she might receive.

She found him pouring himself champagne. "Hi, thank you for what you did back there."

He accidentally dropped his glass on the nearby table and glanced at her. "Please, do not paint me as a hero."

"But you certainly acted like one," she exclaimed before he could answer, already anticipating his reaction. "I couldn't help but feel sympathy towards you," she said.

Hongzong widened his eyes in disbelief and pointed his right hand at her. "How did you know what I was going to say?"

"Instinct," she replied simply.

Before Hongzong could respond, a hand swiftly locked his head and playfully tousled his head. Recognizing the person, he started screaming their name.

"Huang Yifan!"

"Big brother recognizes me! I'm deeply touched," Huang Yifan said, releasing Hongzong and placing his right hand over his heart.

Hongzong appeared visibly unamused, while Meiying couldn't help but let out a giggle. Their close bond was well-known among those around them, as they had practically grown up together due to their parents' close friendship. While Zhang Hongzong had always dreamt of becoming an actor, Yifan had initially decided to pursue acting alongside his childhood friend, realizing that their time spent together would be limited. However, Yifan soon discovered acting was also his own talent and quickly excelled in the world of acting.

In Meiying's past life, she had worked with both Hongzong and Yifan in numerous projects, experiencing Hongzong's malicious behavior towards her and Yifan's genuine friendship.

"Wait, doesn't this dress look familiar?" Yifan pointed to Meiying's dress as he spoke to Hongzong.

Hongzong seemed disinterested in Yifan's observation and began walking away, yet Yifan's determination prevailed as he continued to follow him.

"That dress looks like the one you bought for your childhood crush for..."

Unfortunately, Meiying couldn't catch the rest of Yifan's words as they had already distanced themselves from her. Disappointed but not deterred, she decided to return to her husband's side, only to realize that he hadn't come to her aid when Qingting attempted to humiliate her.

Annoyed, Meiying began searching for her so-called husband around the hall. However, she couldn't find him anywhere, so she ventured into the hallway, where she spotted him engrossed in a phone call.

'So that's why he didn't show up,' she thought to herself, feeling a twinge of regret as she waited for him. However, her patience waned as the minutes ticked by and he remained on the call.

Suddenly, the elevator at the end of the hallway chimed, indicating the arrival of someone. Meiying turned her attention towards it and saw Chen Meilin stepping out, accompanied by a stunning lady. Both of them had donned off-shoulder long black dresses, giving them a striking resemblance, albeit with slight differences in their facial features. Meiying couldn't help but notice the lady's shoulder-length brown hair and captivating green eyes, a clear indication of her mixed heritage, while Chen Meilin possessed flowing black hair that cascaded down to her waist, complemented by her black eyes.

Chen Meilin spotted Meiying immediately and flashed a wide smile before leaving the other lady's side to join her. "What are you doing out here?" she asked with curiosity evident in her voice.

"Nothing," Meiying responded wearily.

"It seems like you're bored, but don't worry, I'm right here. Let's go!" Meilin exclaimed, eagerly taking hold of Meiying's hand and leading her back into the hall.

Once inside, Chen Meilin guided Meiying towards a captivating chocolate fountain positioned at the center of the hall. "I ordered this here because I absolutely adore chocolate," Meilin shared with a delighted expression.

"Figures," Meiying said with a chuckle, amused by Meilin's predictable choice.

"Hey, do you know what time it is?" Meilin asked with a mischievous glimmer in her eyes.

"What?" Meiying responded, intrigued by Meilin's question.

"It's time for us to get to know each other better! What do you want to know about me?" Meilin asked, dipping a scoop of chocolate into her mouth.

"Let's see," Meiying pondered, "Why did you choose to act in this particular movie when there were other, much better projects available to you?"

Despite other scripts being more promising, Meiying had always been curious as to why Meilin chose this movie, which turned out to be a major success than the others so how did Meilin know that it will be a hit.

"There's someone I wanted to befriend," Meilin answered sincerely. "I always choose movies based on the actors involved."

"So, you're saying you act in movies because you want to befriend someone from the cast?" Meiying clarified, to which Meilin nodded in affirmation.

"Wow, so who is it this time?" Meiying inquired.

"Zhou Lumei," Meilin revealed. "I came in with her, and our resemblance intrigued me. I wanted to know more about her," she explained. However, Meiying's attention seemed elsewhere as the name struck a chord in her, the name Meilin mentioned stirred something within her memory.

And then it hit her. Zhou Lumei was one of the women who had openly pursued Xuejian, both during Meiying's marriage to him and after their divorce.

Scanning the hall swiftly, Meiying realized that neither Zhou Lumei nor Xuejian were present. Excusing herself from Meilin, she hurriedly made her way to the hallway, where a startling scene unfolded before her eyes. Zhou Lumei was pressed against the wall, while Xuejian stood in front of her, one hand delicately cradling her chin and the other casually resting in his side pockets.

The intense gaze they shared was that of lovers consumed by desire. Meiying couldn't help but gasp, and in that moment, they both became aware of her unexpected presence. Their surprise was evident as they glanced at her.

Xuejian began to walk towards Meiying, but Zhou Lumei vehemently grasped his arm, preventing him from getting any closer.

"Get your hands off my husband," Meiying uttered firmly, her voice tinged with a mix of anger and hurt.