Drunken Dreams with You [Entertainment Industry]

[Next book: Glory Bows to Me. Please add it to your collection! The blurb is at the bottom.]

In the past, Wen Yu and Shen Hanmian were the least promising couple at film school.

One was a little princess raised in luxury, while the other was a poor boy who had to work his way through school. No one thought they would really last.

Everyone thought Miss Wen was only attracted to his face and was just looking for a bit of novelty. Even Shen Hanmian thought so himself.

Though he won all sorts of scholarships and honors year after year, he still seemed to have nothing in front of Wen Yu. Everything he did was simply an attempt to make her love him for a little longer.

Then one day, the Wen Group was hit by a crisis, and the once-privileged Miss Wen fell from the clouds into the mud.

People love to watch a princess fall from grace, her jewels covered in dust. Only Shen Hanmian was ready to carefully lift that precious jewel up again, but he never expected Wen Yu to disappear without a trace.

That year, Shen Hanmian had just begun to make a name for himself in the film industry, but he gave up the career that lay within his grasp and searched for her like a madman for three years.

The day he found Wen Yu, he saw her chatting happily with a wealthy young man, a rising star in the capital. Shen Hanmian left in a daze. He couldn't bring himself to resent Wen Yu for her heartlessness, so he could only mock his own helplessness.

After that, Shen Hanmian became a famous workaholic in the industry. By the age of twenty-six, he had already won all three major acting awards.

But no one knew that Shen Hanmian's insomnia was growing worse. Without work to exhaust him completely, he could only drink himself to sleep.

Wen Yu struggled for a long time in a whirlpool of debt. In the end, she entered the acting industry, an industry she had once dreamed of joining but had been forced to avoid.

When she met Shen Hanmian again, he was the youngest actor to win all three major awards, with over a hundred million Weibo followers, while she was an unknown newcomer who had just entered the entertainment industry.

At the dinner where they reunited, Shen Hanmian's expression was icy, and everyone else sat in fearful silence. Wen Yu, however, calmly addressed him as "Teacher Shen" and raised a glass to him.

In the underground parking garage, Shen Hanmian pinned Wen Yu against a wall as she tried to leave.

His hoarse, restrained voice broke beside her ear.

"Are you going to leave without a word again?"

"Wen Yu, do you really have no heart?"

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Shen Hanmian had thought his heart was a pool of still water.

But when he saw the little princess, who once used to pout and ask him to adjust the water temperature if it was too cold, silently and deftly washing dishes all night on a lifestyle reality show while the other guests deliberately excluded and bullied her, he knew he had lost.

Even covered in dust, Wen Yu was still the treasure he wanted to protect in his hands forever.

Next book: Glory Bows to Me

After meeting Pei Yimu at yet another humiliating moment, Lin Hanzhang decided that even Heaven itself didn't want her and Pei Yimu to be together.

She stared at the tissue Pei Yimu held out to her through tearful eyes for a long time. Then, as if possessed, she threw caution to the wind and asked him, "Pei Yimu, will you marry me?"

His fiancée had run away, and her father was just about to sell her off for a good price.

After a long silence, Lin Hanzhang tugged at the corner of her mouth and lowered her eyes, hiding her expression.

"Mr. Pei, I was joking."

"All right."

Pei Yimu's cool voice rang out at the same time as her trembling one.

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After learning that Pei Yimu had gone to London with his former fiancée, Lin Hanzhang brought the divorce papers to his office.

"Are you sure?" Pei Yimu casually lit a cigar. Smoke curled around his cold features, blurring his face.

She had asked for nothing in the divorce agreement.

"I'm just waiting for you to sign, Mr. Pei."

Lin Hanzhang was firm and refused all the compensation Pei Yimu offered.

Hearing her address him so formally, Pei Yimu raised an eyebrow. He didn't press the matter, instead picking up a fountain pen and signing his name at the end of the agreement in bold, sweeping strokes.

Everyone thought Lin Hanzhang was just a country bumpkin who had married into a wealthy family. Her father wanted to drain her dry, and once she was done throwing a tantrum, she would come crawling back to make amends.

A few people placed a bet in front of Pei Yimu, wagering on how long it would take Lin Hanzhang to come back and make nice.

"Lao Pei, how many days are you betting?"

Pei Yimu couldn't be bothered to answer. He leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed, the red glow at his fingertips flickering on and off.

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One day, several photos were dropped into a group chat for the young heirs of Yancheng.

Snow fell thickly as Lin Hanzhang stood with a cold expression beneath a tree full of bare branches. Pei Yimu bowed his head to brush the snow from her hair, and held her hand tightly inside his coat pocket. Even through the photos, the tenderness in his eyes was unmistakable.

The usually cool and elegant man had a faint flush from drinking. His eyes were hazy as he held her captive in his arms, his voice low and hoarse.

"Mumu, how am I not as good as that man?"

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[Follow glory and stand by his side, until he bows his head in submission.]

Theme: It's never too late to pursue your dreams.