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Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me

One sunny day, Shen Jingwei, a Z-list actor, received an opportunity to attend an open-call audition the very next day. It was for the role of an antagonist in a new BL C-Drama, "Dance Of The Dragons", which was adapted from a novel of the same title. He agreed to join the audition due to several factors, among which his manager's threat to jump off the 20th floor, his dire need for money, and also the fact that his rank in the film industry could not go any lower. One look at the panel of judges made him want to turn on his heel to leave, but it was all too late. Because who would expect the poor Z-List actor to meet his mortal enemy/ex-boyfriend, Yan Renzhong, the A-List Actor responsible for his decline long before he even learned how to fly? ------------------ "You and I... are playing a couple of lovers, who will go on to get married and have children with each other." Shen Jingwei could sense blood coming up his throat. What was the point of saying it out loud, again? "Yes," he forced himself to agree nonetheless. Yan Renzhong pinned him with a stare. "We have unresolved issues from the past. I hope you won't let them affect your and my performance in the drama. Act the professional you are supposed to be." "..." "And don't call me 'Emperor Yan' anymore." Yan Renzhong left after delivering one blow after another, not even waiting to see if Shen Jingwei succumbed to his injuries or not. What? Whattt? Whattttttttt?

Lu_Shui · LGBT+
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314 Chs

Chapter 236 : Happy Birthday, Yan Renzhong (1)

The plane they took was not any other plane, but Shang Ruohai's very own private jet. The luxurious interior boasted soft velvety armchairs to ensure the exclusive passengers' utmost comfort.

As soon as they stepped their foot onto the plush turkish carpet, they were greeted by a steward.

"Good morning, gentlemen. May I offer you something to drink? Our collection boasts a range of exceptional wines, cognacs, and whiskeys, curated from the most esteemed years."

"Don't get too tipsy," Yan Renzhong warned Shen Jingwei. "Otherwise, you might never go beyond the hotel bedroom."

Shen Jingwei gulped.

"Orange juice for me," he answered readily.

He barely lowered himself onto his seat when his phone started ringing urgently.

Zhu Dongyi had arranged for him to receive notifications as soon as his name was mentioned on Weibo.