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It wasn’t as if Sunan planned to destroy a party, but sometimes, it just happened. They couldn’t be held accountable because certain members of certain groups were driving him mental. Really, they had practically earned sainthood at this point. Normally, someone would have ended up crying or bleeding.

How great was our last comeback? Oh don’t you think we should have gotten that endorsement instead of them? I’m more talented than her, right?

Blah. Blah. Blah.

They had spent the last hour listening to the girl bitch and moan. Even champagne flute after champagne flute couldn’t help. He had never drank the stuff before joining the industry, but he had to say, the rich sometimes did it right. It was fucking smooth. Still, he really wished he had something stronger.

They hadn’t even wanted to come to this party. It was black tie and he had been forced into a monkey suit by certain friends who insisted on dressing him. They had garnered a lot of attention thanks to the outfit, which was usually amusing, but they had been in a bad mood all day. Today, the people shooting for someone way out of their league was just annoying. He had waved them off while attempting to keep a levelheaded smile. Isaiah did not punch people at fancy parties. 

Finally, he chugged the champagne and turned to his companion. His partner in crime. And a person guaranteed to make this evening a bit more lively.

Mijung wasn’t sure how this happened. Her manager told her this was a business meeting. So, why was she sitting in a darkened theater next to Hao Mingxia, watching trailers? It felt as though she entered a fugue state and only just now come out of it with a carton of popcorn in her hand. Confused, Mijung turned to Mingxia.

“Unnie,” Mijung whispered even though the theater was empty apart from the two of them. “Unnie, is this really what we should be doing right now?”

Cameras rolled as Danny flashed a nervous, toothy smile. Something about Mingxia always made Danny feel a little bit jittery. It was unfortunate because Danny always hoped they’d become at least a little bit friendly. Maybe this was his chance. The producers of this variety show, fully aware that Danny was proficient in Mandarin, paired the two of them together for a mission. They had to participate in a scavenger hunt, following clues and avoiding other teams.

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Jia had been told repeatedly there would be a second season for the Arthdal Chronicles. It’s just that no one ever bothered to tell her when it would be. She was as in the dark as her fans, with resurgences every few months. The rumors would start all over again. One week she was supposedly fighting with the actors. Others she was in love with them. Sometimes it was because of her schedule and she was solely holding back production. It was chaos and she knew she was not the only one who received comments.

Her relationship with Min was that of very friendly colleagues. She also suspected Min wanted to dress her up more than once, but she couldn’t blame her. After all, Jia was tall enough to meet model standards, though it had mostly made her feel insecure growing up. 

The two had come up with this virtual little fanmeet just to quell some of the rumors, but also to give back to the fans. Besides, it really had been a fun project, at least for her. The locations were beautiful and because of her role, she got to see most of them.

Someone had asked her to clarify whether she had actually been spotted in Signapore. She laughed.