Rough Top and the Movie King

“I’m telling you, this copy is specially saved for you. That big celebrity you like is in the news again […]

Soaked in the hot water, Yu Junqing gazed at the man’s broad back, momentarily lost in thought. Today, he had

Yu Junqing slept soundly on Bo Rui’s bed, blissfully unaware, while his manager Xu Zong was anything but calm. Previously,

The moment Yu Junqing finished speaking, silence fell between them. Bo Rui’s sharp, commanding brows drew together slightly. The man

Actually, Yu Junqing had thought about giving up this path before. But this was the road he had chosen himself,

Yinsheng Club It was already one o’clock in the morning, yet the club was still brightly lit. Neon lights constantly

“Brother Yu, it’s almost your turn,” the young man with a baby-faced look called cautiously, his eyes holding a hint

“President Bo?” Secretary Liang Xin looked at Bo Rui in surprise. His boss rarely wore such an expression—how to describe

“Rui Ge?” Yu Junqing’s eyes went blank. Without thinking, he suddenly stood up, intending to step out of the private

“Brother Wen, about your scene today…” The assistant cautiously started to speak, but Zhu Wen’s glare cut through her words

Slumping back in his chair, Yu Junqing let out a long breath. “Huh…” He finally lifted his hand to take

Zhu Wen felt something was off. The expression he intended to hold on his face momentarily twisted. Director Wang immediately

“I’ve seen Weibo. How did you get involved in all this again?” Bo Rui asked in a low voice, his

“So you mean… all over the internet, people are saying this is real?” The low voice outside carried a barely

After Yu Junqing hung up the phone, the atmosphere in the room instantly turned awkward. Bo Rui had sharp ears;

“The thing about the apartment—I’ll give you a rough idea.” “To be honest, you trust me, but I can’t take

The meeting room was quiet when Liang Xin from the secretariat suddenly knocked and entered. He hurried over to Bo

Yu Junqing furrowed his brows as he stared at the script in his hands. He had been sitting upright for

“What did you say?” Zhu Wen stared at his phone, unable to stop himself from shouting again. “…Wen… Wen-ge, please

“All right! Wrap-up! Wrap-up! Tonight at 7 PM, Qizhen Hotel—don’t forget!” Director Wang shouted cheerfully, finally letting go of the