HBWMA -Chapter 265 A Grand Invitation from Herself

Judgment drama?

Judge who?

The prompt sound in her mind appeared without warning, and Jiang Huashan didn’t react for a moment.

Shen Mianzhi and Fu Sui’er were looking at her in confusion.

【Ding—】

【Current target: Shen Mianzhi. Randomly destroying character labels. Drama punishment: immediate erasure!】

Here it comes again.

Jiang Huashan froze, then turned to look at Shen Mianzhi. Above her head, a faint green light slowly began to condense.

【Erasure countdown: 12:00:00】

It was actually a judgment on Shen Mianzhi?!

Only then did Jiang Huashan realize—so it wasn’t that removing all labels triggered punishment. As long as a label was damaged, erasure would follow.

The world before her suddenly surged like a tide. She felt herself being swallowed at the center of a vortex, violent currents cutting off all connection between her and this world.

The abyss was utterly still and pitch-black. She could feel nothing—nothing except herself.

“Shanshan~ Shanshan~”

In her dazed state, someone seemed to be calling her from beyond countless waves.

Whoosh—

She suddenly jolted awake. Light and shadow reset, the tide receded instantly, and the world’s order returned as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Huashan blinked, then turned to Fu Sui’er.

“Where’s Mianzhi?”

Fu Sui’er was holding her hand tightly, his voice hoarse.

“She left.”

Left?

Jiang Huashan snapped back to reality. Those blank few seconds must have passed.

“Where did she go?”

Fu Sui’er replied, “She went to find Xiao Lanlan.”

Xiao Lanlan?

Jiang Huashan felt her heart suddenly tighten.

Rumors, humiliation—the plot hadn’t been deleted. The damage had only been transferred. Then the suicide plot wouldn’t be removed either.

Judgment? Erasure?

Something was wrong!

Shen Mianzhi’s ending had been moved forward.

Because of her—because she had forcibly awakened Shen Mianzhi, the door of the drama had begun monitoring the situation. And because Shen Mianzhi’s labels had only been half torn off, she now only had half the time to survive.

“Sui’er.” Jiang Huashan grabbed Fu Sui’er’s arm tightly. “Tell Shen Rang immediately—tell him Shen Mianzhi—”

She suddenly stopped.

No.

【World Drama Rule Four: This world’s storyline cannot be altered by any force other than the Door of the Drama.】

No one in this world could save Shen Mianzhi except her.

Jiang Huashan slowly released Fu Sui’er’s hand and forced a light smile.

“Hong Kong Harbor isn’t that big. They should be home soon. It’s late—you should go back to Winter Garden first.”

“I’ll go with you.” Fu Sui’er grabbed her hand. “I know you’re trying to shake me off to go find Mianzhi. I won’t fall for it.”

Jiang Huashan’s smile stiffened. She shook her head.

“No. It’ll be dangerous.”

Fu Sui’er smiled faintly.

“I’m not afraid. I can overlook all difficulties.”

2:00 a.m.

The International Trade Century Building was still brightly lit.

The thirteen-story building had become a landmark of Hong Kong Harbor since it was completed.

From the high floor, the view was excellent—looking down, the city’s neon lights and traffic flowed like rivers beneath; looking up, the night sky was filled with brilliant stars that felt close enough to touch.

Xiao Lanlan stood by the rooftop railing. She neither looked up nor down. Her gaze rested on the steel jungle below, which to her looked like massive beasts lying in wait, hostile and watchful in the darkness.

This world had both good and evil, light and darkness. Everyone could only see the world reflected in their own eyes.

With a listless expression, Xiao Lanlan sat on the railing. Finger by finger, she slowly released her grip. The pregnancy test stick in her palm fell from the sky, and the last shred of hope she had was thrown into the abyss below.

At the same time, ten meters away in the twin towers—

A man in a black leather jacket expressionlessly adjusted his scope, aiming it at Xiao Lanlan. He was about to pull the trigger when the young man beside him removed the magazine.

“Why rush? At this rate she’ll jump on her own anyway.”

The man clicked his tongue impatiently.

“She’s been hanging there for four hours already. If she keeps hanging on, dawn’s going to break. If she’s going to die, she should’ve just died already—one burst would’ve been cleaner.”

“Why rush?” the young man—Xia Xingchen—said lazily. “There are still four hours until dawn.”

He pulled a bottle of beer from his backpack and tossed it to the man, then took out a notebook and began typing rapidly on the keyboard.

The man took the beer and thought for a moment before pulling open the tab.

The atmosphere instantly relaxed.

If a person’s worldview has become like ruins, then the world itself is meaningless to them.

Xiao Lanlan stood up, spreading her arms as if bidding farewell to the world.

Under the vast night sky, her figure was so small it seemed almost insignificant.

“Xiao Lanlan!”

“Since you’re not even afraid of death, are you really afraid of being humiliated?”

From the darkness, someone shouted angrily. Her body stiffened, and she slowly turned around.

“Shen Mianzhi…”

Shen Mianzhi stood in the night wind, the city’s neon lights reflected in her eyes.

2:30 a.m.

Jiang Huashan and Fu Sui’er arrived at the International Trade Building.

The shops on the seventh-floor mall had already closed. They could only take the hotel elevator from the underground parking lot to the rooftop. But when the elevator reached the 30th floor, it suddenly stopped. Hotel staff explained that the top three floors were temporarily closed to the public.

Not open to the public—then how did Shen Mianzhi and Xiao Lanlan get up there?

The hotel staff remained firm. After realizing the two were not hotel guests, they even called security to escort them out.

Jiang Huashan exchanged a glance with Fu Sui’er. Fu Sui’er immediately threw a tantrum, pointing at the staff and shouting.

“Dare to touch me and try! I’ll have my mom kill you all!”

“Do you know who my mom is? The Queen of Whale Harbor, Shen Jiao! And do you know who my grandfather is? The emperor of Whale Harbor—Shen Zhuang!!”

As soon as those names were mentioned, the hotel staff froze in shock. In Country A, even a three-year-old child knew of the Shadow President, Old Master Shen.

Taking advantage of their confusion, Jiang Huashan snatched the access card from the supervisor’s hand, slipped into the elevator, swiped the card, and closed the doors in one smooth motion—leaving Fu Sui’er behind.

Only then did Fu Sui’er realize she had been tricked. Jiang Huashan never intended to take her along.

Enraged, she turned and grabbed the supervisor.

“Give me the card!”

The supervisor, unsure of her identity and afraid of offending her, replied cautiously, “Young lady, you saw it yourself. Your friend took it.”

“Stop lying. Isn’t there a spare card?”

“The spare card isn’t with me. It’s in the manager’s office. The elevator just malfunctioned and was only repaired. I was about to get the card to lock down the floor when you arrived.”

Fu Sui’er felt uneasy. “Where’s your general manager’s office?”

The supervisor quietly signaled to his colleague.

“This way, please.”

The wind on the rooftop grew increasingly desolate.

Xiao Lanlan stood on the railing, her expression wild and unhinged.

“Shen Mianzhi, did you come here to laugh at me?”

Shen Mianzhi pressed her lips together.

“No. Xiao Lanlan, if you do something foolish now, it will only bring pain to those who care about you and joy to your enemies.”

“Those who care? Hahahaha!”

Xiao Lanlan laughed as if she had heard the greatest joke.

“What family? My family is the one trying to drive me out of Country A. They see me as a disgrace.”

Shen Mianzhi stepped forward.

“Your grandfather sent you away to protect you. Your mother knelt down and begged just to save you—she…”

“Shut up! Ahhh! Stop pretending to be righteous—it makes me sick!”

Xiao Lanlan became agitated, her thin body swaying violently in the air.

Shen Mianzhi didn’t dare provoke her further and changed her approach.

“Xiao Lanlan, you were raised with all the care of the Xiao family’s heiress. Is this all you’re capable of? When you’re trampled on, you just hide and hurt yourself? Don’t you want to fight back?”

Xiao Lanlan’s eyes flickered slightly as she looked at her.

“If it were you, could you do it?”

Shen Mianzhi’s mind suddenly went blank. That voice was so light, so weightless—yet it felt like a ghost tightening around her throat.

She blinked, and for some reason, tears suddenly poured out like broken beads.

A little startled, she wiped them away gently.

“Yes,” Shen Mianzhi said hoarsely, light blazing in her eyes.

“Anyone who breaks my spine—I will never let them go.”

“…”

Xiao Lanlan quietly watched her for a long time without speaking.

Shen Mianzhi hesitated, then stepped forward slowly, one step at a time.

“Xiao Lanlan, turn back. Only by living can you make things right.”

She extended her hand toward Xiao Lanlan.

At that moment, Jiang Huashan pushed open the rooftop door…

Under the starry river sky, a girl stood beneath the cosmos, warmly inviting another version of herself from a different story.

— “Live on. Let’s be brave together.”