"I, uh, I'm going to rest first!"
Zhuang Zhuang's face had turned scarlet. She said this to Wang Yue in a fluster, hurriedly squeezed past Ranan and ran into the room. While Ranan was still standing outside, she even shut the door behind her.
After Zhuang Zhuang entered the room, Ranan suddenly wiped the smile off her face. Pointing inside, she asked, "Didn't you say you'd given up on your dream? Why did you come back? Don't tell me it's because of her?"
Wang Yue gave Ranan a thumbs-up and said, "Yeah! It was love at first sight! What do you think? She's pretty, right?"
Seeing Wang Yue admit it, Ranan instead felt inexplicably unhappy.
Ranan never lacked admirers. For example, Tao Liangliang from Room 108 had always liked her very much.
But Ranan often saw Wang Yue doing odd jobs on set. As someone who only occasionally got small extra roles, she felt that the two of them were the same sort of people, more like friends. Yet Wang Yue had no interest in her whatsoever and had instead fallen for a girl he had met for the first time.
That made Ranan feel as though her beauty had been insulted!
She said irritably, "I didn't expect you to be such a hopeless romantic. I'm pretty too, you know. How come you never paid much attention to me?"
Wang Yue shook his head and said with a smile, "You can't blame me for that. Tao Liangliang already warned everyone in the alley. Every attractive newcomer who moved in got warned."
"Ah~!"
Ranan had not expected something like that. She smiled and shook her head. "Fine, then. But how are you planning to pursue her? From what I can see, that girl is in the arts too. That road isn't