I was with him on the day of his debut celebration banquet.

Usually, he doesn't drink at these social occasions, but he got drunk that day.

I took him home, and as I was about to leave, he held me tightly in his arms.

"Ayun, can you be with me?"

His chin rested on my shoulder, and his beautiful voice echoed in my heart.

I turned my head to look at his cold and moist eyes and replied, as if possessed:

"Okay."

It was only much later that I found out Zhou Yan had posted an engagement announcement on Weibo that day, and Huang Yu was a big fan of her account.

After we got together, I put more effort into managing him, which caused dissatisfaction among other artists in my hands, and they left one after another.

At that time, rumors spread throughout the industry:

【Ji Yun, the top-tier manager, gives up her career for love.】

Fortunately, I was still capable of my job, and even with only Huang Yu as my artist, I could still make some money.

Huang Yu gradually grew into a top artist in the music industry.

Everyone thought he would propose to me, and the marketing accounts were promoting our love story.

But his temper became increasingly strange.

One time, he called me, sounding urgent and impatient.

"Ji Yun, I want to eat the braised pork you make."

I helplessly replied:

"I have a meeting in the afternoon."

By that time, he had already gotten back on track, and the company arranged for me to meet a newcomer.

He hung up the phone after saying one sentence.

"Come if you want."

In the past few years, his career had been going well, but I knew he had some grievances in his heart.

Because people in the industry said he relied on me to rise to the top; without me, he would still be a farmer playing the guitar in the village.