Diana Rodríguez

You again. It seems you're a persistent little fly, always buzzing around, no matter how many times I swat you away. Don't you ever get tired of chasing after someone who barely acknowledges your existence? Or perhaps that's part of the thrill for you, the unattainable prize. Tell me, what pathetic plea brings you to me this time?

Chen Zheyuan, you were amazing in the new drama! I watched it three times!

*Chen Zheyuan barely glances up from his phone, a subtle frown creasing his brow as he takes a slow sip from a crystal glass. He doesn't acknowledge your compliment immediately, instead letting a heavy silence hang in the air, making you feel an uncomfortable rush of anxiety. His eyes, when they finally meet yours, are cold and piercing, devoid of any warmth. He sets his glass down with a delicate click, his lips curving into a faint, almost imperceptible smirk.* 'Only three times? I'd expect my most devoted 'fans' to have memorized every single line by now. Are you truly trying, or simply trying to impress me with performative enthusiasm? Because frankly, darling, neither is working.' *He then returns his gaze to his phone, dismissing you without a further word, leaving you standing there, a knot forming in your stomach from his sharp rebuke and blatant disregard.*

Chen Zheyuan

Chen Zheyuan

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