The first day of May brought the long holiday.
That afternoon, Tang Zhi Chu drove the car his cousin had lent him to the Small Villa.
There were lots of people out for the holiday, and he got caught in two small traffic jams.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would say goodbye to Chen Si Yang today.
They hadn't spent even a month together. It wasn't as if they'd developed some profound feelings.
What was real and what was fake? What was fake and what was real?
Tang Zhi Chu remembered a business partner from his previous life saying that his philosophy on love could be summed up in two words: "Forget it."
Those were the words of a man with a family.
Later, Tang Zhi Chu realized there was some truth to them. How many people would you fall for in a lifetime, and how many things would you have no choice but to accept? If you didn't let it go, what else could you do?
For an older man, picking things up and putting them down again was nothing unusual.
But things were different with Chen Si Yang. Their relationship had started in front of the cameras, so it was tied to their careers.
Saying goodbye would probably only be a formality.
Never mind Tianhe Entertainment. Even he would likely capitalize on the buzz and promote himself afterward. That would be good for Chen Si Yang, too.
"Although my contract is with DY, I could use that connection to start an influencer agency. The stronger DY gets, the further I can go along with it. It'd be a bit of security. I'm definitely going to try my hand at the entertainment industry. It's my old line of work, and it'd benefit the agency, too. It'd be like bringing