The business in Zhou Jinshen's mouth is for me to play the deceased Bai Yueguang for three months.

That's why Zhou Jinshen is the last pure love war god in the world of fame and fortune.

He's not like those messy tyrant CEOs when it comes to finding a substitute.

He's looking for a substitute who plays it clean and green.

My task is simply to accompany him to revisit the places he and Bai Yueguang had memories of during his leisure time.

No physical contact is required.

He promised to give me enough cash to retire on the spot.

Not to mention the luxury endorsement that I've always coveted.

Anyway, it's all acting.

With Zhou Jinshen, it's highly confidential, eye-catching, and without any intimate scenes.

I have no reason to refuse this deal.

Based on professional ethics, I asked:

"Mr. Zhou, before actors perform, they usually read a brief introduction about the character to help them get into the role. If it's convenient, could you talk to me about the love story between you and... um, Lady Respected?"

I assure you.

I'm doing it for my job.

Not because I want to hear firsthand gossip from the protagonist.

The air in the carriage froze for a moment.

He swallowed and moved his Adam's apple up and down, then hesitated for a while before declining: "If you really want to know, then you wouldn't..."

He stopped himself from saying the rest.

"Then what?"

He refused to say any further.

Oh well.

Someone who starts gossip but doesn't finish it truly lacks integrity.