Rong Yi finally spoke up to ask, "What's a big star?" Gezi was momentarily stunned—in this day and age, there were still people who didn't know what a star was? She replied, "It's an actor." An actor? Rong Yi remembered now—Qiqi had once introduced him to the concept; and that Jiejie guy was the idol she worshipped. Thinking of that woman's infatuated expression when she faced Jiejie's poster, his brow furrowed. "I'm not interested." Gezi was taken aback—this was probably the first time she'd encountered someone who turned down a talent scout. She persisted, "Why not? Becoming a big star has so many perks. You've got such great looks, I'm really confident in you. You'll definitely skyrocket to fame in no time and make tons of money..." Rong Yi frowned. "Posturing and pretense—how is that the act of a real man? Not going." "..." After finally getting rid of Gezi, Qiqi dragged Rong Yi into a taxi.
In the car, she studied Rong Yi's appearance and sighed, "Rong Yi, you could actually consider it, you know. Being a star pays really well." "Are you that short on money?" "Of course... but it's not for me to spend—it's for you to prepare for your own future," Qiqi coaxed gently. "Future?" "Yeah, look, you can't go back anytime soon, and who knows how long you'll have to live here. Since you've got nothing to do usually, why not find a job and earn some money?" The Wolf King fell into deep thought. He was probably still hung up on his noble status, wasn't he? In the Wolf King's world, a star was probably no different from a performer or something—a very lowly position. No wonder he was unwilling. Qiqi sighed. "Well, if you really don't want to, it's fine. You can stay at my place as long as you like..." "I'll think about it," the Wolf King nodded, then added, "But I'm absolutely not becoming an actor. Hmph." With that, the Wolf King snatched Gezi's business card, glanced at it, and tore it to shreds.
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That afternoon, at the Lu family's hillside villa. Rong Yi brought the Moon's Guidance, and Zhou Yi brought the Moon's Gem. The villa was far more crowded than before, filled with Lu Wei's parents and relatives, doctors and nurses consulting on his case, servants, bodyguards, and the Zhou siblings—Zhou Yi had brought his sister Zhou Zhibi along for the jade pendant. Lu Wei's father was a titan in the financial world, and his mother was a gentle, elegant woman. Most of his family members were prominent figures in finance, yet oddly enough, as the eldest grandson and first in line to inherit the Lu Group, Lu Wei had chosen to study medicine and work at the city hospital. What a strange thing. The Lu family offered a measured welcome to Qiqi and Rong Yi's arrival. Of course, most of them didn't hold out much hope—since even the elite medical team of world-class doctors couldn't save Lu Wei, they naturally had little faith in a self-proclaimed "reclusive master" like Qiqi, an Eastern mystic. People in finance generally possessed sharper, more rational judgment and self-control than the average person, and it seemed the Lu family mostly inherited that trait. But at times, that quality came across as cold-blooded—like at this very moment.