Lover from the Past

Everyone knew that top-tier star Cen Xie had been in the entertainment industry for six years, never once involved in a scandal. He devoted himself to his work, winning one film award after another.

Then one day, paparazzi released a video that crashed Weibo.

At the entrance to an apartment complex, the usually refined Cen Xie was wearing loose loungewear and slippers. He seemed to have rushed after someone in a panic, just to take the hand of a woman in a white cashmere coat.

Head bowed, he said softly, "I don't mind being the other man, as long as you don't leave."

The woman pulled her hand away. A wedding ring was clearly visible on it.

It didn't take long for every detail about the woman to be dug up.

She was the daughter of a real estate magnate and the newly appointed president of Shengshi Group, Chi Yan.

She had also been married to her well-matched husband for five years.

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Six years earlier, Cen Xie had just graduated from university and become a nine-to-five wage slave. Chi Yan had just refused to inherit the family business in pursuit of her dream of making movies, and had been thrown out of her home.

By the river at night, Cen Xie sat with Chi Yan at a street stall, eating skewers and drinking. The streetlights made Chi Yan's tipsy eyes look dazzling. She cupped Cen Xie's face and said, "You're so handsome. Be my leading man. I'll make you a star."

The handsome young man murmured, "Okay."

Later, she still couldn't withstand the pressure from her family. She abandoned the film she'd shot halfway through, a film that would never see the light of day, and returned to marry for the family's benefit and take over the business.

Later, he quit his stable job and entered the entertainment industry. With no connections to help him, he went from one set to another, handing out his resume. At last, he went from complete obscurity to having his name etched into film history.

A reporter once asked him what his original reason for entering the entertainment industry had been.

He answered almost without hesitation: "I wanted to finish a movie. I wanted to fulfill someone's dream."

He had never even dared to hope he would see her again.

What can I use to keep you? / I offer you desolate streets, hopeless sunsets, and the moon over a barren plain. / I offer you the sorrow of one who gazes for a long, long time at the lonely moon., Jorge Luis Borges

PS: Two men fighting over one woman, a company president versus a film emperor.

Theme: Warmth