She used to be naïve and sweet, but not anymore. If Gu Qing thinks she can scare her by making a scene, she’s got it wrong!
"You say you have a great relationship with my husband, but I don’t see it as good as you claim. If he really was together with you for 6 years like you said, a bond like that wouldn’t be marked just by a wristwatch as a gift, like the one you have on. We have plenty of those watches gathering dust in the drawer at ho, and honestly, yours... it’s not designed very well. Are you sure he carefully chose the style for you?"
Gu Qing treasures her watch; now, she feels embarrassed. The watch wasn’t chosen by Fu Yi—in fact, she dropped hints by sending a picture on her birthday. She wasn’t sure if he’d buy it for her, so she was pleasantly surprised when she received it. Hearing Jiang Nuan sincerely question who picked the style, she felt ashad and angry, unconsciously hiding her left hand under the table, her face tense. "What do you want with ? If you don’t say, I’m leaving!"
Jiang Nuan lifted her tone lazily, "You don’t dare to leave. You would’ve left long ago, not after I told you who I am. You’re afraid of pissing off, making sure you’re not put in a bad spot."
"You..."
Jiang Nuan’s almond-shaped eyes were clear, lifted slightly—not arrogant, just relaxed and confident. "This is a public space. If I shout out loud, you’ll be famous, and you’ll never be able to co here again."
Gu Qing restrained her fury, her hands clenched into tight fists, grinding her teeth, forcing out words, "What exactly do you want!"
What does she want?
Jiang Nuan watched her, hair standing on end, staring adamantly at her, her expression guarded, a twitch at the corner of her mouth, stirring the coffee spoon. "I don’t want anything, just to ask you a few questions."
Gu Qing knew that she was caught in their hands, even though she was unwilling, she had to bow her head, humiliated. "Go ahead and ask."
Jiang Nuan asked, "Do you have a child?"
Boom! Gu Qing felt struck by lightning and quickly stared at her, blurting out, "How do you know!"
No one knows about this, not even the entertainnt circle’s paparazzi. How could this woman know she has a child?
Realizing her slip-up, she quickly covered, "I an, where did you hear such gossip? It’s ridiculous! Where would I have a child? I’m booked solid 365 days a year. Where would I find ti to have a child? Also, the paparazzi follow every day. They’d surely know what I’m up to. If I secretly had a child, they’d have already exposed it for profit!"
The entertainnt industry is particularly harsh on actresses; no matter how old you are, once you get married and have kids, there’s no competitive edge. For better roles, a capital source or director won’t consider you, only offering mom-related roles. Even endorsents—there’s no chance of endorsing top-tier skincare brands, premium perfus, jewelry. Only mom-related offerings, such as affordable laundry detergent or baby formula...
The reason she hides this and doesn’t want her secret exposed is the fear her thriving career might suffer unemploynt.
She’s young, with the chance to shine and beco a top-tier star. Once word gets out that she has a child, she loses everything.
Panic-stricken, Gu Qing fervently denies, then suddenly stands up, "Anyway, I have no child, don’t speak nonsense! If you want to blow things up, go ahead; I don’t have ti to deal with you. I’m leaving!"
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