With a sharp clatter, the wine bottle fell from Shao Ang's hand. Wine and shards of glass splashed across the floor.
The bottle shattered with a sound like the crack opening in their friendship, piercing and loud.
Shao Ang's throat felt as though it were on fire. "You know."
It was a statement, without a word of defense.
Shao Ang had known this day would come. He just hadn't expected it so soon.
"I'm sorry," Shao Ang said.
Before Xie Tingsi could ask, he confessed. "About a year and a half ago, Lu Bai came to me. He said that if I kept him updated on your daily life and your agent's, he'd get me roles."
At the time, Xie Tingsi had just begun to make a name for himself. His popularity was soaring, and the boss had singled him out for development, pairing him with top agent Yan Qiaolan. His future looked limitless.
Shao Ang was happy for his friend, but he worried about his own future. He'd gained a little fame playing a memorable villain, even before Xie Tingsi made it big. But his moment in the spotlight had been brief. It quickly faded.
His prospects were uncertain. While he was anxious about the future, Lu Bai held out a hand to him.
Shao Ang had hesitated, but all he had to do was share details of Xie Tingsi's daily life, and he could gain access to roles through an award-winning actor.
He was tempted. With his own hands, he opened Pandora's Box.
Lu Bai's requests didn't seem excessive. He only wanted to know how Xie Tingsi and Yan Qiaolan got along day to day. He looked like someone still hopelessly in love with an ex.
As one important role after another came his way, Shao Ang's popularity