After being dumped by the diva, I was picked up by her arch-enemy.

"Since it's compensation... could we do it again?"

This statement seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet bedroom.

Lin Qinghe's eyes widened.

The composure he had been putting on instantly crumbled.

She instinctively gripped the blanket in front of her chest and shrank back towards the head of the bed.

His eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief.

The crazy scenes from last night flooded back into my mind.

The brutal actions and the complete ruthless possession left her feeling like her body was about to fall apart.

Lin Qinghe's body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

She bit her lip, staring intently at the man in front of her, as if afraid he would actually pounce on her.

Jiang Yichen couldn't help but find it amusing to see her looking so alarmed.

Just kidding.

He casually uttered three words, threw off the covers, and got out of bed.

They were completely unconcerned that their bodies were exposed to the air without any covering.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and clearly defined abdominal muscles.

Lin Qinghe quickly turned her face away, her fair cheeks instantly flushing crimson.

Then she gritted her teeth, a surge of inexplicable anger rising within her.

Jiang Yichen picked up the clothes from the ground and put them on quickly.

He went into the living room.

The bottles were still lying on the ground, and the pungent smell of alcohol lingered in the air.

He walked around the trash, went into the kitchen, and took a clean glass from the cupboard.

I turned on the water dispenser and filled a glass with water.

I carried the water glass back to the bedroom and placed it on the bedside table.

The glass clinked against the wooden tabletop, making a crisp sound.

"Drink more hot water."

"My voice is hoarse from shouting last night, I need to moisturize it."

Jiang Yichen spoke in a flat tone, completely lacking his usual humble and ingratiating manner, instead exuding a roguish air.

Lin Qinghe glared at him, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Jiang Yichen in front of her felt completely unfamiliar.

Jiang Yichen ignored her reaction and turned to walk towards the door.

"You should get some rest."

"I'm leaving."

The door lock clicked.

The footsteps in the corridor gradually faded away.

Lin Qinghe was left alone in the bedroom.

Looking at the empty room, she suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.

This feeling is strange.

She was the one who initiated the breakup, and we clearly agreed to settle things evenly.

But why do I feel a tightness in my chest when I see him leave so decisively?

........

Jiang Yichen walked out of the apartment building.

The blinding sunlight shone on his face, and he squinted slightly.

The streets were bustling with traffic, and pedestrians hurried along.

This is a world extremely similar to Earth, Blue Star.

The level of technology and the trajectory of historical development are almost identical.

The cultural and entertainment industry, however, has taken a completely different turn.

There's no Jay Chou, no Eason Chan, and no familiar classic films and television shows.

Jiang Yichen took a deep breath and walked to a camphor tree by the roadside.

He began to sort through the memories in his mind about the original owner of the body.

The original owner of this body was an orphan.

He was adopted at a young age and learned opera from a master.

Train hard in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer.

He developed an excellent voice and extremely solid basic skills.

He later gained admission to the Central Academy of Drama based on his excellent grades.

He and Lin Qinghe became classmates in the same year.

Their paths crossed during their graduation performance.

The original owner of this body was dressed in a theatrical costume, with facial makeup, and sang a play called "Farewell My Concubine" on stage.

Her figure, her singing voice, her eyes—she amazed the entire audience.

After removing his makeup, his handsome face, flawless from every angle, drew the attention of countless girls.

Lin Qinghe is one of them.

The two were attracted to each other and naturally came together.

But reality after graduation gave the original owner a harsh slap in the face.

Lin Qinghe signed with a top-tier agency.

With her aloof and stunningly beautiful persona and exceptional physical appearance, she has made great strides forward.

In just three years, she became a hot and popular female star in the entertainment industry.

Wherever he went, there were flashes of light and screams of fans.

And what about the original body?

He has an unwavering passion for traditional opera.

They are unwilling to sing those pop songs that cater to the market, nor are they willing to act in those poorly made idol dramas.

He wants to promote opera and let more people understand this traditional culture.

But in the eyes of capital, anything that doesn't make money is garbage.

He took his songs to various record companies to promote them, only to be met with merciless ridicule.

"Who still listens to opera these days?"

"Your stuff is so outdated, it'll never sell."

Three years have passed, and he is still a nobody struggling on the fringes of a fourth-tier city.

"What a... idiot." Jiang Yichen muttered to himself, referring both to the original owner of this body and as a farewell.

As a music producer on Earth, he knew.

Traditional Chinese style and opera singing have long been proven on Earth.

It's not that nobody listens, it's that no one has found the right way to engage with it.

Jiang Yichen stood at the crossroads and patted his pockets.

Take out your phone and open WeChat and Alipay.

The total balance is: 1,250 yuan.

With Jin Cheng's room, this amount of money isn't even enough to rent a toilet.

This was too hasty.

I should have let Lin Qinghe leave earlier, since it was the house that the original owner of this body rented.

The little money I have left is simply not enough to find a new place to live.

But going back now would be too embarrassing.

And judging from Lin Qinghe's condition, she probably can't walk anymore...

Just when Jiang Yichen was at a loss for what to do...

A deep engine roar came from afar.

A bright red Porsche 911 suddenly stopped in front of him.

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground.

The car window slowly rolled down.

A delicate little face was revealed.

Large sunglasses covered half her face, but couldn't hide her innate spoiled and arrogant temperament.

Jiang Yichen quickly recalled the woman's information from his mind.

Gu Ruanxing, Lin Qinghe's best friend in college, is now her mortal enemy.

She wore a fitted black tank top, revealing her graceful swan neck and delicate, fair collarbones; her skin was dazzlingly white in the sunlight.

Gu Ruanxing took off her sunglasses and casually tossed them onto the center console, revealing a pair of equally proud phoenix eyes.

She looked Jiang Yichen up and down without any hesitation, her eyes filled with amusement.

"Yo."

"Isn't this our superstar Lin's wonderful boyfriend?"

"Why are you standing here in a daze all by yourself?"

"You got kicked out?"

Gu Ruanxing's tone was crisp, but her manner was extremely irritating.

Jiang Yichen put his hands in his pockets, shrugged, and showed no sign of being provoked.

"Miss Gu's information network is quite impressive."

"What, did you come all this way just to see me make a fool of myself?"

His nonchalant attitude surprised Gu Ruanxing.

Based on her understanding of Jiang Yichen, this man valued Lin Qinghe more than his own life.

Shouldn't one be furious or burst into tears upon hearing these words?

Why is it so calm now?

He even had the mood to joke?

Gu Ruanxing narrowed her eyes and looked Jiang Yichen over again.

Although the man in front of me was dressed in ordinary casual clothes, he had an upright posture and deep eyes.

The main change is in her demeanor; that timid and submissive air that used to be so annoying has completely disappeared.

Gu Ruanxing pursed her lips and tapped her fingers lightly on the steering wheel.

"So you're okay with the breakup now?"

"Get in the car."

Jiang Yichen raised an eyebrow.

"what?"

"I'm not interested in robbing you, but as for sexual assault... I'll have to think about it."

Gu Ruanxing's eyes widened; she was quite angry at his words.

Stop being so narcissistic!

"With your pathetic appearance, do you think I'd even look at you?"

She took a deep breath and suppressed her anger.

"Didn't Lin Qinghe dump you?"

"Do you want to get revenge on her?"