I'm Done Being a Workhorse in the Entertainment Industry

"A dog has to obey."

Though Xue Jian had jokingly said he would be the young master's dog, being called out so bluntly still made him want to die of embarrassment.

Later, the young master told him that as his boyfriend, he had to obey, too.

Xue Jian said he would make sure to do a good job.

"Swallow it."

"No..."

"Swallow."

"Okay..."

Dating his boss was no different from going to work. Xue Jian's ex-boyfriend was always saying, "You have to," and "I won't allow it."

After Xue Jian couldn't take it anymore and broke up with him, he discovered there was a problem with his contract. After working diligently on films for two years, he actually owed the company five million.

From then on, he went from being a wage slave to a true workhorse. He'd get 300,000 for a job, the company would take 270,000, and he'd get 30,000, which he then used to pay off his debt.

No stylist, no costume designer. He wore the same outfit to every red carpet, earning the nickname "Iron Shirt" from netizens.

Xue Jian spent three years like a rat in a gutter, playing the most marginal roles, going on the most exhausting variety shows, and stealing boxed lunches from film sets to take home for dinner. All the while, he had to put up with sexual harassment from his ex every now and then.

Then he landed the role of the fifth male lead, a guard at the male protagonist's side.

The male lead was the kind of young master who'd have to go back and inherit the family business if he didn't take acting seriously. Xue Jian asked around and learned that he'd given his ex a five-million-yuan breakup settlement.

Xue Jian brought his obsequious character from the show into real life, doing everything he could to please him. At last, he succeeded in winning him over. He expected the young master to dump him, but after waiting three months, there was still no sign of a breakup. Xue Jian was stumped.

How are you supposed to get breakup money if you don't break up? Asking online, urgent.

The Moon and Sixpence: which would you choose?

Xue Jian couldn't choose either.

He was always crawling on the ground, using the fallen drops of sweat to reflect the moon's glow, then confusing it with the gleam of silver coins.

In one hand, he clutched lingering regrets; in the other, he held on to illusions.

After those threads intertwined, all he could weave was a barren flower bed.

He crawled along, planting seeds in the soil, then forgot about them as soon as he was done, as if he'd never hoped for anything to grow.

Chong Shuming was the one who came to water the earth.

He didn't ask Xue Jian why he was lying on the ground.

He only asked when the roses would bloom again.

Fussy young master with insight top × gloomy, scheming, resilient bottom

New book: See This Western Tower

Feudal, domineering, ruthless top × scheming, sweet-talking, obedient-pretending bottom

Sometimes Zhao Xilou wondered if his mind had been fried during the six months he was sick. How else had he ended up being taken home by General Song in such a daze?

No custom mattress, no garden pool, no hot tub. Instead, he got slapped and looked down on by the servants.

But it was what he deserved. There was nothing he could do about it.

Who told him to... want the man's mark to save his own life?

Song Zhi scraped together every last bit of money he could and spent it all supporting his wife. He thought that even if the other man wasn't grateful, at least he'd be completely devoted to him.

But later, the man who had tricked him into leaving his mark simply waved a hand and paid him back tenfold.

"It's not much money, so don't worry about it. Consider it a little something to improve the general's household's meals."

Theme: Those who refuse to yield deserve to embrace the stars and the sea