At Pei Jin Yan's place, I rediscovered the joy of fussing over the small garden, but it was already beautiful here; anything I did was just gilding the lily.
I wasn't very enthusiastic, so I went back to immersing myself in singing.
Recently, my inspiration for songwriting seems different from before, until I saw a comment in the section: "Mr. Nameless's recent songs are so sweet, is he in love?"
"..."
What utter nonsense?
I ignored that comment, but Pei Jin Yan was more serious about my comment section than I was.
He looked at those comments, amusement in his eyes.
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After I Left the Industry, They Became Fans of My Aliases [BL]
RomanceDescription: I am a male celebrity riddled with negative press. People say I climbed the ranks through dirty tricks and that my private life is a mess. My relatives accuse me of envying the adopted son in the family, always scheming to harm him. Fri...