Qi Xiang is twenty-eight, seven years into her career. She has acted in operas and done odd jobs, working her way up to become the company's top star. Countless men have had a fling with her.
But she's a famously shrewd veteran of the entertainment industry, slippery as an eel.
Fu Suiyun runs into Qi Xiang again at a dinner party. He remembers that winter seven years ago, when she was still an extra without a single line, standing in the snow in a red dance dress thin as a cicada's wing, shivering as she waited for a temperamental lead actor to show up.
Seven years have passed, and not a trace of that former innocence remains in Qi Xiang. Using a toast as an excuse, she slips a room key into his pocket.
Fu Suiyun finds the prey that comes to him quite delicious.
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Ever since her debut, Qi Xiang has had a bad reputation: social butterfly, materialistic, money-hungry, greedy.
She doesn't care. She wants to climb higher.
She's just had enough of being poor.
*I find the green hills so enchanting; I imagine they must see me the same way.
PS:
The female lead is twenty-eight and the male lead is thirty-two, a four-year age gap.
Imperfect leads, an older man vs. a vixen. A seasoned man and woman, where nothing is quite what it seems, and in the end, love depends entirely on conscience.
Theme: Striving to live well
