After finishing breakfast and cleaning up the dishes, Yvonne actually went back to her room for a nap.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the cameras, a panel of observers invited by the show was watching. They were all well-known celebrities, including a host, an actor, and a singer.
They were simultaneously observing four female celebrities to analyze and comment on the lives of modern young women.
Of the other three stars, one was a pop idol who had debuted through a talent show and was currently practicing her singing and dancing in a studio. Another was a female host who had already invited a famous celebrity friend over to chat, doubling their combined star power.
The third guest was none other than Yolanda. At that moment, Yolanda, with her makeup perfectly done, was seated at a piano, practicing.
Only Yvonne, after finishing her breakfast, was back in bed for a second round of sleep.
Yvonne slept until the afternoon. When she woke up, she was too lazy to cook and just ordered takeout.
After lunch, Yvonne turned on the TV and listlessly watched a drama on a local channel, yawning constantly.
She watched two episodes before pulling out a yoga mat and starting to practice in the living room.
With no makeup, her hair in a messy bun, and wearing cotton pajamas, Yvonne practicing yoga on the mat was surprisingly pleasing to watch. It wasn't about being stunningly beautiful, but about a fresh and natural aura that was both attractive and comforting.
Yvonne did yoga for an hour, broke a light sweat, and then went straight into the bathroom.
There were no cameras in the bathroom. Yvonne took a quick hot shower and got dressed before coming out.
She changed into a nightgown, another cotton one—a white floral slip dress. Her long, wet hair was left to hang loose.
Yvonne dried her hair with a towel as she walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window. She sat down in a comfortable rocking chair, swayed a few times, and then picked up a script from the coffee table to read.
It was a historical drama. Sandra had said the script was good and wanted her to take a look, suggesting she could try for a role if it was a good fit.
Yvonne read a few pages, then put the script down. She went to the kitchen and found some drinks and snacks, carrying them back to the window.


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