My Assistant Is More Famous Than Me [Entertainment Industry]

I'm Zhang You, a top-tier star in the entertainment industry.

One of my assistants looks like God pulled some strings while making him, giving him a face capable of bringing a kingdom to ruin.

As a top-tier star, I've imagined countless ways I could be brought down. Never in a million years did I think I'd fall at the hands of my own assistant because my closet door got blown wide open.

I watched helplessly as the fan page for me and Assistant Yu went from nonexistent to thriving, while fanfiction and fan comics went from subtle hints to full-on smut.

I called my manager, but he just stammered and refused to give me a straight answer.

I called the boss, who kept pretending the phone signal was bad and hanging up on me.

I called for help, but no one answered. I watched helplessly as I sat in a luxurious Ferrari, speeding toward an unfathomably deep yellow abyss...

I opened a truly indescribable fan-art image and held it in front of the culprit, who was sitting not far away, calmly reading a magazine.

Me: "Assistant Yu, what do you think about this?"

He calmly looked at the image of the two of us entangled in every possible way. "Not bad. Send it to me."

Me: "..."

Theme: Love has nothing to do with what other people think.