To be honest, this is the first time I've seen the real Huang Yu after having several arguments with him because of Zhou Yan.

She was wearing a white dress with long black hair, and her goddess image from the movies I saw before hasn't changed much.

She's always been a kind little girl who can make fools work for her with just a few words.

Several singers from the same company greeted me when they saw me, and Huang Yu also turned to look.

"Oh, Manager Ji still has someone willing to take over? Hah! It turns out to be a washed-up actor. Your collaboration is quite appropriate."

A proud expression appeared on his face, and he spewed bullshit from his mouth.

I felt disgusted inside, I used to appreciate his attitude, but now I know he has a terrible character.

"Ha, Huang Yu, has your brain been eaten by dogs?

"Looking at the way you are now, it's disgusting."

His face, which I used to admire for its good maintenance, has now become pockmarked and filled with fat.

Even his teeth are stained yellow from smoking.

I really don't understand what I saw in him back then.

"If it weren't for me, you would have died in some mountain ditch long ago. How could you still be alive and act like a human being?"

For all these years, the fact that he saved me has been a hurdle I can't get over, a filter that I can't erase no matter how terrible he is to me.

Even online, they say Huang Yu deserves how good Ji Yun is to him, just because he saved me.

All these years, I've used this incident as his last retreat for publicity.

But Huang Yu uses it as a dagger against me.

Seeing me speechless, he became even more pleased:

"Hurry up and tell the director to let me in. Go, little dog, go!"

The people around immediately burst into laughter.

It's strange, the sun is clearly hanging in the sky, but I feel like I'm in the depths of winter.

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