I Use My Strength to Dominate the Entertainment Industry

When Qin Sizheng returned to Room Five, he had to pass Si Qianqiu’s door. Si Qianqiu was speaking low on […]

The boy was indeed frustrated. The man took the ointment, handed it over, and moved to the inner room to

On Qin Sizheng’s side, he worked efficiently. Jiang Zhen gradually got the hang of it too, and the two of

Qin Sizheng stared at Lu Xianqing lying on the ground, face deathly pale, completely stunned. His hand had moved too

Lu Xianqing hooked his lips into a cool smile. “You like my movies. Other people see their idol and ask

You Si looked at him curiously: “Really? You used to love this, even said you’d invest in a company with

You Si rolled his eyes, pulling out his phone. “Let’s start with fifty cents first.” Qin Sizheng stifled a laugh

Qin Sizheng, naturally fond of laughter, couldn’t help but giggle at Lu Xianqing’s awkward, slightly embarrassed demeanor. “I thought you

Qin Sizheng didn’t know what he meant and just nodded. “Alright.” What did “alright” mean? Was that permission to leave?

Qin Sizheng instinctively tossed the cat aside. It leapt nimbly onto a cabinet, then gracefully onto Lu Xianqing’s arm. “Meow~”

“It was medicine meant only for you. I checked it—it won’t harm your body. When you wake up, you won’t

Lu Xianqing furrowed his brows. Was he still conscious? Did he remember what had happened in his room? He had

Qin Sizheng avoided the spray from the faucet, twisting the handle toward hot water. Once the temperature felt right, he

Qin Sizheng slept soundly through the night, waking at eight in the morning. He hurried downstairs. Lu Xianqing was eating

“Public opinion really is a knife. Fans who like you will think everything you do is cute; those who hate

Xu Zhi was dumbfounded, staring at his phone and checking it repeatedly. “When did they confirm Qin Sizheng? How could

He lay in the cramped, cluttered space he called home. Outside the window, voices drifted close by—neighbors upstairs talking, cooking,

The filming for Nine Swords had always been grand in scale. This time, the main dramatic focus centered on wartime

Meng Zhen could not be bothered to argue and told him to hurry and put on the armor. They were

Shen Qing pressed his lips together. “The human consciousness chooses what to remember. It can close off painful memories, creating