"Oh my gosh, my dear lady, who do you think Jiang Nuo is? He's an international superstar, and you dare to dream?"
"So what if he's an international superstar? He's still a person, he started out as a small celebrity too." Lian Nicang retorted indignantly.
The agent was nearly speechless: "You said it yourself, that was in the past. No one remembers his old days, people only see his current glory and achievements. Lian Nicang, you have to remember, this industry only remembers your glorious side. If you don't even have that, then you have nothing; no one will remember you."
Lian Nicang didn't say anything, biting her lip in silence, unwilling to give in.
"And have you forgotten? Jiang Nuo is already married, and he's so high-profile about showing off his love. He's made it clear that his wife is the only woman for him in this lifetime. What do you want? Do you want to be the homewrecking mistress everyone despises?"
