“What you found isn’t a person. It’s the cat that died ten years ago.”
There are two things Cheng Yu, the film emperor, hates most:
First, reporters asking him about “the truth behind his lover’s suicide ten years ago.”
Second, anyone mentioning the white cat he raised as a boy, which died horribly protecting him.
Then, after a car accident, he meets a drenched young woman on a rainy night.
Her pupils contract into thin slits in the dark. She hates dogs but loves dried fish, and she even calls him by the nickname only that cat knew.
“Get me into show business,” she says, blinking. “I can help you find out who killed her.”
Cheng Yu scoffs, but for some inexplicable reason, he lets her become his assistant under the guise of being a “distant cousin.”
And then the entertainment world explodes.
#A Barefaced Beauty Spotted at Film Emperor Cheng’s Studio#
#Rookie Actress Nails a Crying Scene in One Take, Surveillance Shows She Used No Eye Drops#
#Director Posts Late-Night Message Claiming He Saw a “Cat-Faced Figure” on Set#
Then he discovers that the melody the young woman hums is an unreleased song he wrote for his deceased lover.
An even more terrifying truth comes to light:
His lover’s death and the curse condemning the Cheng family to “die before the age of thirty-five” both stem from one thing.
“Your Cheng ancestors killed a cat demon.”
