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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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Chapter 263 : Custody Battle Over Song Yaya (3)

Song Yaya sat on a bench at Platform 3 of the train station. Her legs were too short to reach the ground, so she swung them idly off the edge of the bench.

Next to her, her big sister reached out and pressed a hand on her lap.

"Yaya, don't move around too much. At this point, you are going to fall off the bench."

Song Yaya immediately assumed an outright sitting posture and stopped swinging her legs. She sneaked a furtive glance at Song Xiaoling, whose face contorted with tension. She looked like a balloon close before exploding.

"Big Sister?" Song Yaya called out carefully.

"Hm?"

"Why aren't we going back home?"

Song Xiaoling's unfocused gaze hardened upon hearing the question.

"It's no longer our home," she answered.

"Why not?" Song Yaya asked again.

Song Xiaoling shook her head.

"It simply isn't anymore."

Because she needed another home.