Margaret had come to Los Angeles dreaming of taking the big stage and becoming a Hollywood star.
Even Li Ang couldn't make her a star in a single day.
But he could give her a stage.
And so, this scene came to be.
Money Power.
Wayne Enterprises' name really did open doors.
Margaret stood onstage, just as she'd always dreamed.
Li Ang watched her from among the crowd. When the host asked what she planned to perform, she said she would dance ballet.
As the music of Swan Lake began to play, the whole world seemed to fall silent.
More than ten years of ballet had instilled an elegance in her very bones. She was always so proud and graceful, like a white swan.
For a moment, even Li Ang, a vulgar man with no artistic sensibility, was captivated by her dancing.
But alas, every dance must eventually end.
Who knew how much time had passed? At last, the music stopped.
"Clap, clap, clap!"
Li Ang hurriedly applauded, only to realize that among the tens of thousands of people there, he was the only one clapping.
"Are you all blind? Wasn't that beautiful?"
Li Ang was puzzled.
He turned around and saw everyone standing motionless, their faces blank and unchanged.
Rain had begun to fall from the sky at some point, but the raindrops hung suspended in midair, as if they were objects incapable of moving instead of drops falling to the ground.
He looked back at the stage. Margaret had stopped moving too. She only gazed steadily at Li Ang, as if expressing her feelings.
Time... had stopped.
"It was beautiful, but we're no longer within the bounds of time."
A gentle voice sounded beside Li Ang.
He looked over. At some point, a beautiful young woman dressed in