The Queen is a D-listed actress
" Dear, I created a mess again, Will you blame me.", She asked coquettishly. He destroyed the evidence without saying a word. "Dear, I slapped that woman. She said she will ban me from the industry. Will my career be really over this time?", She asked worriedly. He established an entertainment company exclusively for her. "You know what, Someone called you an old man... Hahaha, Are you? You can't perform well?", She ranted and mocked him. But ended up not being able to move from bed. "I don't feel like going out, Don't go to work. Accompany me. ", As soon as she said this, a poor soul who has the designation of his special assistant and his team got the entire work burden. She is aloof, furious, and ruthless outside the home. At home, she is a lost kitten who doesn't know anything. After all, she is a D-listed Actress. At a national banquet, she was humiliated and was about to retaliate. A voice ran from behind," Looks like the little fox of the Zhan family had a lot of fun these days." "So it's time to take it home.", Another voice came, as two similar faces come into the vicinity of all the people gathered. Upon seeing them, She ran and hide behind him like a child and began to cry, "Darling, Don't let them come near me. They are here to kidnap me. If you don't protect me, You will lose your wife." He only smirked and let the two men take her with them ------------------------------------------------------------------- she, Zhan Lu, a well know as Zhan Wei Feng, a D-listed actress who was full of rumors and scandals. She never give in to the rules of the Entertainment Industry. After all, She just came to experience different things behind the Zhan Family, The Royal families of the Dongwei Country. All she wanted was to explore the world just as how her mother Xiu Xi Feng, The queen of Nan Xiang, wanted. In her journey, She established herself with different Identities, which are big names, which cannot be truffled with. This is my own book. I may not update with a steady phase. So be patient with my updates... I am rewriting and proof reading the book right now.
The Movie King Appeared
In the enchanting twilight, as the sun dipped below the horizon, the world was bathed in a velvety shroud of night. Yet, stars gathered in a corner of this darkness, not in the vast expanse of the night sky, but on Earth itself.
The ZHK International Hotel's entrance was a pulsating epicenter of dazzling lights, loud cheers, and the fervent chanting of names—names that belonged to idols, actors, actresses, and entertainers. The enthusiasm in the voices of the fans gathered there was palpable, a testament to their boundless adoration for their chosen stars. One after another, luxurious cars glided to the venue, delivering their luminous cargo to the entryway. The radiant lights and exuberant cheers were a dream come true for these stars.
Amidst the procession of opulent vehicles, a sleek Duxford Green car, bereft of any emblem, slid to a halt before the entryway. As a slender yet undeniably masculine figure alighted from the car, the volume of the fans' collective exuberance escalated to a deafening 100 decibels. After all, it was the invincible movie king who had retired from showbiz just a year ago.
Draped in a custom-tailored Burgundy-colored Mulberry silk suit that accentuated his well-built physique, he was an arresting sight. What astonished many was the enduring magnitude of his popularity even after his retirement. He had stepped away from the limelight at the zenith of his career, leaving everyone pondering about his whereabouts and endeavors during his self-imposed exile. Some had even mockingly suggested he had ascended to the heavens, believing there was nothing left for him to conquer on Earth. Yet, the thunderous fan chants and cheers he received that night unequivocally attested to the indelible mark he had left on the entertainment industry, a mark that was far from fading.
As he emerged from the car, he straightened his posture with a practiced grace. Every step he took toward the scarlet carpet exuded an air of regal confidence. He carried himself as if he were a deity descending from the heavens to grace the Earth with his presence. The boisterous fanfare, the fervent chanting—it all washed over him, but he remained unruffled, his countenance aloof and nonchalant, yet irresistibly charismatic. The fans' uproar intensified, each one vying to etch their presence into the memory of the Movie King.
Cameras flashed like a starburst in the night sky, capturing his every move, and reporters jostled for a chance to interview the enigmatic returnee. He moved forward, seemingly in his world, and the world watched in awe. The echoes of his past achievements resonated around him, a testament to the indomitable spirit of the Movie King.
The whispers and speculations regarding his retirement and seclusion swirled in the background, adding an air of mystery to his return. What had he been doing during this hiatus? Why had he left at the pinnacle of his career? Those were questions that lingered in the minds of many, questions that would soon be answered in the unfolding drama of his return to stardom.
In the heart of this electrifying evening, the stage was set for the resurgence of a legend, and the world watched with bated breath, eager to witness the next act in the Movie King's extraordinary journey.
As he gracefully glided down the scarlet carpet, the Movie King couldn't help but steal a glance at the sea of adoring faces before him. Each fan wore expressions that ranged from excitement to reverence as if he were not just a man, but a symbol of their dreams and aspirations. Their unwavering devotion was a humbling reminder of the impact he had on countless lives.
As the flashes of cameras intensified, he couldn't escape the feeling that he was walking a path paved with memories of his past achievements. It was as if each step forward was a step back in time, a journey through the highlights of his illustrious career.
The deafening chants and applause of the fans continued, punctuated by occasional shouts of admiration and love. The Movie King's return had reignited the passion of an entire generation that had grown up watching his films. It was a reunion of sorts, a celebration of his triumphant return to the stage that he had once graced with unparalleled charisma.
At the end of the scarlet carpet, the doors to the grand ZHK International Hotel awaited him, a portal to a world where the past and present would collide. He took a deep breath, savoring the moment, and then stepped inside. The world outside, filled with fans and flashing lights, faded into a distant hum.
Behind those grand doors lay a ballroom adorned with opulent decor, a place where the legends of the entertainment industry had gathered. As the Movie King made his entrance into this hallowed space, he was greeted by a chorus of applause from fellow actors, directors, and producers. It was a warm welcome back to the fraternity that he had once dominated.
The evening promised more surprises, speeches, and perhaps the revelation of the Movie King's plans. But for now, in this moment, he was content to bask in the warmth of his colleagues' greetings and the adoration of his fans. The past year of seclusion had been a necessary hiatus, a period of reflection and renewal. Now, he stood poised on the precipice of a new chapter in his storied career, ready to captivate the world once again.
As the night wore on, the ZHK International Hotel became a place where stars not only adorned the night sky but also the hearts of those who revered them. It was a night when dreams were rekindled, when the past intertwined with the present, and when the Movie King appeared to reclaim his throne in the pantheon of entertainment legends.
The crowd's energy continued to surge as if each passing minute amplified their adoration for the Movie King. The red carpet was a spectacle of glamour, with the flashes of the camera casting a soft, enchanting glow upon the spectacular man who was walking through it. The air was filled with the fragrance of a thousand roses, their petals arranged in intricate patterns as centerpieces on every table.
As the Movie King moved further towards the venue, he didn't exchange any warm greetings and heartfelt embraces with his fans like other celebrities. His steps were steady and his legs knew where to bring him. But that was not an issue for his fans and the people who were gathered there. They were just drunk in his beauty. There were smiles and tears, reminiscences of the past, and hopes for the future. The howls the fans make were not just a symbol of celebration of his return, but of the enduring emotions and support he forged in the hearts of his fans who look up to him.