The superstar lifted his fingers to his lips and took another long drug on the cigarette.
However, the puff was too violent this time so he choked inadvertently, sending out a spurt of heart-wrenching cough.
"Cough—cough, cough…"
It was heartbreaking.
Under the bad bout of coughing, his fingers let loose the cigarette and it fell to the carpet, filling the air with a burnt smell.
The manager furrowed his brows, rushed to switch on the floor lamp, and then approached him.
The actor's damp hair was fully exposed under the lights.
He lifted his head with a look of surprise. When he saw that it was Qin Zhou, his eyes turned dim gradually.
The ex-manager walked to his side and sat down, sizing him up with anger in his eyes. He was wet throughout, especially his head; it was as if he had only put on a robe perfunctorily after a bath without wiping himself dry. Water could still be seen dripping from the edge of his wet crop.
