Xu Qinghe suffered a crushing downfall in the entertainment industry—scarred, broken, and filled with regret, he closed his eyes for the last time. But when he woke up, he had returned to that fateful night— A man in a loosely draped bathrobe tossed him a check and said indifferently, "Five million. Forget it." Xu Qinghe: "...Okay." Given a second chance, how could he possibly repeat the same mistakes? When they met again, the coldly imposing man, impeccably dressed in a suit, swirled his wine glass carelessly. "Five million a month. Stay with me," he said. Xu Qinghe scoffed. Turned and walked away. Months later, while strolling in a private rehabilitation center, Xu Qinghe was surrounded by men in black. The stern man scanned his belly and commanded coldly, "Come with me." Xu Qinghe: "?" Within half a day, he had a new husband named Pei Shengye. Xu Qinghe: "..." Just after being nominated for Best Newcomer of the Year, Xu Qinghe suddenly announced his contract termination, paid a hefty penalty, and left Sheng Dong Entertainment. After nearly a year of silence, he joined the newly established, obscure Xu Yang Culture. Everyone assumed his career was over. Triple Crown Film Emperor: "Looking forward to working with @Xu Qinghe." Renowned Director: "A pleasure to collaborate @Xu Qinghe." Hit Variety Show: "Welcome aboard, @Xu Qinghe!" One of China's Top Three TV Stations: "Let's await @Xu Qinghe's performance." ... Netizens: ??? Weren’t we told he was washed-up? Is this being kept or being kept?! Xu Qinghe: "...This soft life? It was forced on me."