The day I went to visit Duan Yujing on set, he openly skipped work to meet a popular young actress at a hotel.
When the intimate photos reached me, everyone on set watched my expression with nervous care.
I hardly cared. My attention had already been captured by a young man in the corner who looked somewhat like Duan Yujing.
Lunch was being served, and the cook gave him an extra lion’s-head meatball.
His eyes curved as he smiled with unguarded delight.
I studied him. “Who is he?”