The car to pick them up arrived very quickly.
Back at ho, Gu Jiahui sat in the living room, drank a glass of water, and then went to his room.
Sheng Tang also slumped on the sofa, too lazy to move.
She suddenly had a brain spasm and asked Gu Jiahui a question.
"Gu Jiahui, what do you see in Yang Mingming? Do you really like her?" Sheng Tang asked.
Right after asking, she regretted it.
She knew Gu Jiahui would never tell her his secrets.
Indeed, Gu Jiahui laughed, with a very sentintal tone: "Of course, I like her a lot!"
It sounded so sincere.
The highest level of deception is to even deceive oneself. Thus, Gu Jiahui clearly told himself that he never had a crush on Sheng Tang.
Cheng Lichuan often said he admired Sheng Tang during their school days, but he never admitted it.
He liked Sheng Tang, no doubt: he liked her cunning, and he liked her viciousness. She was the best helper. To win over Yang Mingming, Sheng Tang was his assisting tool.
That’s all.
As for why he signed an eight-year contract with her in one go, binding her to his side, Gu Jiahui did not delve into his reasons; he just felt it should be done.
The two of them lay there, not speaking.
Cheng Lichuan ca out to get so water, surprised to see them: "Didn’t you two just go out for a al? Why are you both exhausted like dogs?"
Sheng Tang: "..."
Gu Jiahui: "..."
He was indeed her real brother.
Sheng Tang struggled to get up: "I’m going to sleep first."
That night, she had a dream again, dreaming that Gu Shiting got married to the woman they t at the restaurant today.
At the wedding, he kept looking in the direction of Sheng Tang, tears streaming down his face, such a tall man crying like a child. All the guests around were looking at Sheng Tang.
Sheng Tang was pained by their gazes, stepped forward and grabbed Gu Shiting’s hand, wanting to take him away from this place that brought him pain.
She clutched his hand.
The warmth of his palm, so scorching, Sheng Tang truly touched it, refusing to let go no matter what.
Until soone pinched her nose.
Sheng Tang woke up to find herself gripping Gu Jiahui’s hand tightly.
And Gu Jiahui, in his sharp suit, looking poised: "Ti to get up. My assistant will drive over soon. You’re coming to work with ."
He drank last night and planned not to drive for the next thirty-six hours.
Therefore, he needed his assistant to pick him up today as well.
Sheng Tang didn’t stay dazed for long. She went to the bathroom to take a shower to wake herself up completely.
In the past, when her mother was ill, Sheng Tang was taken advantage of while in a daze, so she needed to learn from that mistake.
She could afford to let herself suffer at night at ho, but during the day she had to stay vigilant. If she made another error, even Gu Jiahui wouldn’t be able to save her.
After showering, she ate a simple breakfast and had a cup of coffee, feeling much more spirited.
Gu Jiahui’s assistant personally ca to pick them up.
The assistant said to Gu Jiahui: "President Gu, the docunts beside you were organized by Secretary Sun. He asked to give them to you early; you might need them for this afternoon’s eting."
Gu Jiahui took them and looked.
Sheng Tang glanced at them; they were stacks of cooperation proposals.
Many film producers, after drafting their plans, needed to find investors.
A big company like Guanghong dia, even if it didn’t produce its own TV shows and movies annually, it would still invest in so.
After finishing, Gu Jiahui tossed them onto the middle seat.
Sheng Tang knew these were just cooperation proposals, not signed contracts, so they weren’t company secrets.
Feeling a bit bored, she casually picked one up to read.
When she got to the second one, she froze completely.
"What’s wrong?" Gu Jiahui asked curiously, seeing her wide-eyed stare.
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