My Agent Can Read Minds

Lin Zhu could read minds.

Relying on this, as an agent, Lin Zhu had never once failed to secure a deal.

“If we add another 500,000, will this negotiation continue?”

“You know exactly who that script in your hand is really meant for.”

“Go sleep with whoever you like. We’re not taking this role.”

Agent Lin Zhu had never backed down from anyone. Protecting his actor, who’d been off the spotlight for three years, he stirred up a storm in the entertainment industry, charging through it head-on.

After scaring off gossip reporters, he dragged Zhong Yao to sit at a roadside food stall, patting his chest confidently. “Don’t worry, I know exactly what they’re after.”

“You know everything?”

Zhong Yao, the Film Emperor who’d been retired for three years, grabbed him, locking eyes with him steadily. “What about me, what can you see?”

Lin Zhu, brimming with confidence, paused for three seconds before replying — then, all of sudden, his eyes flickered with surprise, and his face instantly flushed red.

The once-fearless top agent flinched, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, head down, mumbling softly.

“I can tell  — you just had instant noodles… tomato beef flavor…”

[Reading Tips]

The protagonist’s special ability is mind-reading, only for past and present memories.

Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet!

A story full of poking, kneading, and teasing_(