Back in Xinglin, Shen Lian and Chen Mu had exchanged contact details. Yesterday, Chen Mu had messaged him to say he had submitted his contract termination paperwork to Dawnlight.
Shen Lian had immediately exclaimed, "That's great!"
All that remained was to wait patiently. Once Dawnlight issued its official approval, Chen Mu would be free.
Shen Lian rested for another two days. When he woke up that day, he remembered that Chen Mu was shooting an ad at noon, so he asked whether things were going smoothly.
At that very moment, Chen Mu stood in the studio, surrounded by staff wearing awkward expressions.
Things were not going particularly smoothly. Chen Mu had already changed into his outfit, only for the shoot to be abruptly interrupted ten minutes earlier. Three meters away stood a smiling Shi Zhujie.
Shi Zhujie held a cup of milk tea, his expression harmless, but his eyes carried mockery and the arrogance of someone certain he had already won.
Somehow, Shi Zhujie had learned that Chen Mu had landed a product endorsement for Skyreach International, and he had come specifically to intercept him today.
Stealing a job midway was rude, but the entertainment industry played by different rules. Last-minute replacements were hardly rare. Shi Zhujie came from a wealthy family and had Song Yuan backing him, so he was not afraid in the slightest.
Chen Mu replied: [Don't worry, Mr. Shen.]
At the same moment, a message arrived from a string of digits. Although the number was not saved in his contacts, Chen Mu still recognized it.
[Chen Mu, let Zhujie have the ad. I have other plans for you.]
It was Song Yuan.
But Chen Mu did not believe a single word Song Yuan said.
When Song Yuan had first started flirting with Shi Zhujie, he had