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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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235 Chs

Chapter 99 : Eternal Love Pool (1)

From the gate, a series of stone steps led them up to a three-story traditional building, its rich mahogany exterior gleaming in the sunlight.

The entrance featured sliding latticed doors made of delicate rice paper, adorned with intricate patterns.

The building's eaves were artfully slanted upward, and from each pillar hung ornate lanterns, their gentle glow casting a warm ambiance.

At the entrance, a musical wind chime tinkled softly as it swayed along the blowing gust of wind.

The inn was owned and operated by a humble woman in her forties, who was easily recognizable because she was the only one who did not wear a uniform.

Despite the numerous attendants tending to the facilities, she personally took care to greet each and every guest who graced the inn with their presence.

"Welcome to Love Maze Inn and Hot Spring," she said when the little group arrived.