Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me
Chapter 286 : The Kunlun Snow Lotus Award Ceremony (1)

Chapter 286: Chapter 286 : The Kunlun Snow Lotus Award Ceremony (1)

The Kunlun Snow Lotus Award ceremony, which took place once every five years, strived to honor the entertainment industry’s greatest talents and ensure that their legacies would be remembered for eternity.

This time around, it was to take place in the International Convention Center for Performing Arts in the capital city.

Entry was generally free for anyone, but public seats were limited and were granted through various giveaway events by sponsor companies.

The celebrities who received invitations to the event were split into three categories.

The bronze-rimmed invitations were extended to rising stars, whose recent successes had garnered significant attention.

The silver-rimmed invitations were given to active contributors in the industry, whose names and faces did not go unnoticed during the past five years.

But the gold-rimmed invitations were very special, granted only to the award nominees of all categories.

While celebrities were free to choose their seats, nominees were asked to remain closer to the stage to facilitate a smooth award presentation.

And so, Shen Jingwei, who received a bronze-rimmed invitation, sat with Lin Ruoye and Lang Yuxuan at one of the back rows, while Yan Renzhong, Feng Jietang, and Wu Jin sat close to each other at the front row.

Shen Jingwei kept staring at the back of Yan Renzhong’s head.

Right after the award ceremony ended, Yan Renzhong was going to take his leave.

The surgery was going to take place tomorrow morning.

And he, Shen Jingwei, had no choice but stay behind.

Lin Ruoye, who mistook Shen Jingwei’s gloomy face, was quick to comfort him.

"Senior Shen, you should not be sad. You are still young! You have many more years ahead of you! I am sure that in five years, you will sit among the stars in the front row, waiting to receive a Kunlun Snow Lotus Award!"

Shen Jingwei let out a burst of hollow laughter.

The award itself was extremely prestigious, but he would give up ten of those awards for the chance of accompanying Yan Renzhong during his surgery.

"It would be great," he said nonetheless, to which Lin Ruoye nodded her head fervently.

"Senior Shen, we will fight together!"

"Mhm."

Suddenly, Shen Jingwei’s phone began vibrating.

"Huh? Senior Shen, is someone calling you?"

"No, it’s..."

It was a message from an anonymous number.

"Shen Jingwei, if you are interested to know the full story of what happened three years ago, I await you in the men’s restroom on the first floor of Hall C5."

"..."

What full story?

Didn’t he know everything already by now?

Besides, what’s the point of digging old stories of the past?

Shen Jingwei decisively ignored the message and stowed his phone away.

But the anonymous person was extremely resilient.

More messages were sent in the next ten minutes.

Just as Shen Jingwei was about to switch off his phone for good, he caught sight of the last line of message.

"The person who hurt you was not Yan Renzhong."

"..."

Shen Jingwei frowned at the message.

What did it mean?

His curiosity finally got the better of him, and he decided to confront the person directly.

"Sorry, Ruoye," he said as he pushed himself off the seat. "I need to go somewhere real quick."

"Oh! Senior Shen, please hurry up!" Lin Ruoye cried out. "The ceremony is going to start soon!"

Shen Jingwei gave her a placating pat on the shoulder before he straightened his suit and marched out of the venue.

Outside, the men who guarded the door were visibly baffled to see him.

"Mr. Shen, do you require any help?" One of them asked.

"No, no. I am just heading to the restroom. Excuse me, where is Hall C5?"

"Oh, it’s over here..."

The helpful door guard pointed him in the direction of Hall C5.

The International Convention Center for Performing Arts was often used to host a variety of shows within its many halls.

In order to get to Hall C5, Shen Jingwei had to pass through a glass bridge. Beneath his feet was a sea of glowing phone screens, swaying lightly from side to side along with the hands holding them. These were the public crowd, who did not get any seats but still wanted to watch the award ceremony through several gigantic screens.

It felt unreal to have them scream his name as he crossed the bridge overhead.

"Shen Jingwei! Shen Jingwei!"

"Little Shen!!!"

"Shen Shen, I love you~!"

While flashing them a bright smile, Shen Jingwei casually waved at them.

Once he crossed the bridge, the enthusiastic cries ebbed away, replaced by an empty, silent corridor.

The male restroom was just at the end of the bridge, at the entrance of Hall 5C.

Shen Jingwei carefully pushed the door open.

There was only one man inside.

A man he had never met before.

"Hello, Shen Jingwei," he said while extending a hand in his direction. "I have always wanted to meet you. My name is Shang Ruohan."

"..."

Shang Ruohan.

Shang Ruohai’s elder brother and also his greatest rival in securing the CEO chair.

At the same time Wu Jin’s supporter.

"Sorry," Shen Jingwei coldly said. "This must be a mistake. Excuse me."

"No, no." Shang Ruohan gripped the door handle from inside, preventing Shen Jingwei from closing the door. "It is not. It was I who asked to meet you."

"... I am not interested in being a pawn in your sibling rivalry," Shen Jingwei stated loud and clear.

"No one wants to turn you into a pawn."

Close-up, Shang Ruohan’s smile bordered on a grin.

"After you join CNC Studio, I have always regretted the fact that you are still in the dark about what happened three years ago, so I am here to share what I know with you, along with the pieces of evidence I gathered so far."

"... I know what happened three years ago," Shen Jingwei said. Yan Renzhong already told him everything.

Shang Ruohan cackled in a mocking manner.

"Oh, no. No, you don’t. Not the full story, anyway," he said while shaking his head in regret.

"..."

He held a casefile and a phone tablet in his hand.

"You don’t have to listen to what I say if you don’t trust me. These items speak for themselves."

"..."

Plagued by burning curiosity, Shen Jingwei gingerly accepted both the casefile and the tablet.