Although he'd received Yan Li's warning about Medusa and arranged to meet Hua Subai in the third room, ...
Yu Xing hadn't run into anyone by the time he left the third room.
It was understandable that he hadn't met Medusa. She might have chosen one of the rooms on Yan Li's side, or she might not have followed the pattern Yan Li had expected at all.
But Yu Xing had waited in the third room for nearly twenty minutes and Hua Subai still hadn't shown up. Hua Subai had been the one to suggest it, so he wouldn't have broken his promise for no reason. Something else must have happened.
For some reason, the uncertainty also left Yu Xing feeling vaguely uneasy.
Fortunately, the two rooms had yielded plenty of information. He'd managed to work his way through the three questions in each room by drawing on what he knew about his identity. After all, these old stories were all connected to the Fang family.
The second room had told the story of Fang Deming's first wife.
She'd once been the most celebrated beauty in Nanshui Town. Even when she was young, she'd already been a movie star.
In those days, movies weren't yet widespread. Any woman who became a movie star was generally beautiful enough to make people marvel at her looks, and she'd travel around with her team, building a reputation.
Aside from seeing her in movies, people could learn about a movie star only through the newspapers.
Making beautiful movies, earning lots of money, clinking glasses with foreign investors, and entering a world of fame and fortune beyond ordinary people's imagination—while maintaining a glamorous image and becoming an object of fascination, or even a plaything, for the truly wealthy. That was the life Fang Deming's first