My Past-Life Nemesis and Lover Lost His Memory (Showbiz)

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Zhao Shuquan, a powerful minister from a turbulent age, transmigrates into the modern era and becomes a scandal-free entertainment-industry tycoon.

One day, his employees suddenly discover that their boss has signed a new artist and is treating him exceptionally well:

-- He lets the newcomer move into his home, claiming it’s staff housing, and personally drives him to and from work.

-- He assigns the company’s top agent to manage him and stuffs coveted opportunities into his hands, even going so far as to make a bet with a director.

-- A popular celebrity who uses underhanded tactics to steal opportunities gets thoroughly dealt with, and the accounts spreading rumors disappear without a trace.

Rumors spread throughout the entertainment industry. The fan club's support group trends online and floods the forums over the scandal that Zhao Shuquan is keeping a male artist under contract. Who exactly is this newcomer, Cao Rui?

Zhao Shuquan: “Wait, are you all misunderstanding something? Cao Rui and I are true love. We were together in our previous life, too!”

Faced with the former emperor, whose brilliance has faded but whose aloofness remains, Zhao Shuquan decides to start over.

He has loved that man to his very core all along. No matter how suspicious the man was of him in their previous life, or how much he made him suffer, Zhao Shuquan still wants to make him fall in love with him again.

A world where he has no memories and everything is strange leaves Cao Rui deeply uneasy, but his ingrained manners make it hard for him to ask for help.

Then someone gives him a place to stay, builds him a career where he can make a living, and takes him to see the blossoms of Chang'an in a single night, then gallop freely across ninety thousand miles.

Cao Rui can’t fail to notice the deep affection and anticipation in that person’s eyes.

But hazy memories trouble him:

Someone once loved him deeply and longed for him, tolerating his every summons and dismissal, asking only for a place by his side.

Someone once conquered the realm for him and brought order to a world in chaos. Even when faced with his suspicion, that person would rather die than entertain the slightest thought of usurping his power.

Faced with the restrained hope in Zhao Shuquan’s eyes, Cao Rui is torn. “I’m sorry, Mr. Zhao. You’ve been so good to me, but I think I used to like someone...”

Zhao Shuquan: “...”

Help! My husband doesn’t recognize me, and he’s mistaken his past-life self for his idealized first love! What do I do? Help! Anyone there?

Later, Cao Rui says, “Mr. Zhao, you really look a lot like him.”

Zhao Shuquan: “...”

Help! My husband doesn’t recognize me, and he thinks this life’s version of me is a substitute for my past-life self! What do I do? Help!!

Later still, Zhao Shuquan studies the movie script and sinks into thought. No good, there’s a kissing scene...

He turns around and says, “Drop that guy. I’ll play the male lead!”

Cao Rui slaps him on the forehead. “Zhao Shuquan, that’s enough!”

Top: Transmigrated soul / tycoon in public / loyal puppy in private

Bottom: Transmigrated body / aloof and untouchable / sensitive kitten

One-on-one, both are each other’s first, happy ending. Updates at 6:00 a.m.!

[Please note: The previous life takes place in a fictional dynasty with fictional characters.]

[Please note: The modern entertainment-industry setting and characters are also fictional, with no real-life inspirations. Please don't relate them to reality.]

Upcoming novel: A Guide to Turning the Tables for a Miserable Cannon Fodder in a Restriction Novel

On the day Fu Yunxi is reborn, he stands before a bronze mirror and pinches his face hard.

The beauty he inherited from his Huji mother is like a curse. It turns him from a prince's illegitimate son into a plaything shared by the powerful. When he dies on an ornate bed in a brothel, half a bloodstained piece of brocade is still caught beneath his fingernails.

Seeing his drunken legitimate older brother stare at him with lust in his eyes, Fu Yunxi grits his teeth and grabs Li Changxun, the chief palace eunuch, as he passes by. His tears patter onto the other man’s boots embroidered with python patterns.

“Ten years ago, at the broken bridge outside the city, you promised to come marry me once you’d made something of yourself. Do you still mean it?”

Li Changxun lowers his eyes, his long lashes hiding his calm gaze. “Your servant is a eunuch.”

Fu Yunxi clings to him even tighter, rubbing his breathtakingly beautiful face against the other man’s cool purple robe. “In life, I’m yours. In death, I’ll be your ghost. I’ll even take a eunuch who likes men!”

Everyone in the realm knows that Li Changxun is powerful, rich enough to rival a nation, and highly skilled in martial arts. Since he is a eunuch and can never have children, the emperor trusts him more and more.

The nobles who covet Fu Yunxi can only grit their teeth and lament that a lovely flower has been stuck in a pile of cow dung.

Marrying a eunuch makes Fu Yunxi a laughingstock, but he lounges on a soft couch laid with Persian carpets, munching on grapes presented from the Western Regions, and thinks this is the best perk of being reborn.

Whatever he wants, Li Changxun says, “Buy it.”

Anyone who dares bully him, Li Changxun says, “Kill them.”

He sleeps peacefully every night, and the nightmares of his previous life have already begun to fade.

Until one day, Li Changxun steps through the blood of the senile old emperor and pins him onto the imperial throne. “Sit.”

Fu Yunxi: “??? What are you doing?”

“Putting you on the throne.” Li Changxun straightens the fallen imperial robe, his tone as casual as if he were commenting on the weather.

Three days later, on the new emperor’s coronation day, Fu Yunxi is trembling as he’s dragged out from beneath the imperial bed. Grabbing Li Changxun’s black dragon robe, he demands hoarsely, “Aren’t you a eunuch?!”

Li Changxun wipes away the tears at the corner of his eye and bends down to kiss his swollen lips. “When you gave me half a wheat cake at the mass grave, did you ever ask whether I was a eunuch?”

Outside the hall, bells and drums ring out in unison. Li Changxun’s fervent kiss lands on Fu Yunxi’s trembling earlobe, his voice tinged with amusement. “For the rest of your life, Your Majesty can take your time finding out...”

Theme: Through your own hard work, earn genuine admiration and affection, and find your own path in life.