Yating looked at the man thoughtfully and felt as if he had seen the man sowhere before. "Shouldn't you introduce yourself first before asking that?"
The man blinked at him, surprised. "I thought you knew ."
"I don't."
"Seriously?"
"Should I?"
"Hey, Yin," Chyou peeked out to hear what the fuss was about. "What's going on?"
He waved his hand and smiled. "Just wanted to invite you for lunch," he glanced at Yating. "But I think you are busy."
"Nope. Our eting just got over."
"Cool. By the way he…"
"Oh yes. He is Gu Yating. He needs my help for sothing. Gu Yating, he is Cheng Yin, my friend and coworker," she introduced them.
Yating still looked doubtful as if he didn't really recognize him.
Cheng Yin chuckled. "I don't think you watch movies that much. You see, if Zhu Chyou is the most sought out actress in the entertainnt industry, then I am the A-listed actor."
"What a narcissist," Chyou snorted.
Cheng Yin studied his expression and looked dumbfounded. "Co on, you would have at least seen in so comrcial. I cannot believe that you really don't know my na."
"I do feel like I have seen you sowhere before," Yating tried to recollect.
"At long last!"
"Not in any movie or comrcial though."
Yating couldn't rember anymore, so he shrugged.
"Co on, don't give up."
"I don't think one man not knowing you should be a big deal for you."
He looked at Chyou. "Thanks for your ti. I will call you later."
"Sure."
When Yating left, Cheng Yin said, "I thought your eting was over."
She smacked his head. "Did you not hear ? He needs my help for sothing. Of course, we will be in touch till then. Why are you asking? Do I sll sothing burning?" She asked with amusent.
Cheng Yin sneered. "It's your misconception."
She rolled her eyes. "You are so not honest. Let's go for lunch. I am damn hungry and you are paying."
—
Dream High.
Zhan Yahui leaned back on her chair in her office with her eyes closed.
I need to do sothing to bring Guiying's popularity back. If this goes on, then it won't be long before Mrs. Shi targets again. Guiying needs to be winning…
Just then, 'Guiying' entered her office and took her seat as she smiled at her. "You called for ?"
"Yes. Are you working on any new book? Or maybe it's a stupid question because you are not her."
'Guiying' raised her brow. "I am not much of a writer. That's not the purpose for which I was born inside her anyway," she shrugged.
"I don't care. But I need the other Guiying back to start thinking and writing. Zhou Ai's popularity is soaring, and we need to do sothing to bring her back on track. She needs a successful book to boost her."
"At this point, I only want revenge from-"
"Revenge is fine," she cut her off, "But you cannot compromise your career. In fact, a bright career is even better when you will bring Liu Jun to his knees. It will make him regret playing with you," she smiled.
'Guiying' narrowed her eyes. "Bring him to knees…I already tried a part of it in Shanghai using that Han Shui."
"Then try harder. Don't expect to break Liu Jun in just a first strike. You have to go step by step. Glass needs to crack before it's shattered into pieces. The cracks gradually form and when it cannot bear the burden, it will finally break apart."
'She' clicked her tongue. "I would rather bring his real face in front of the whole world."
A glint passed through Zhan Yahui's eyes. "Useless. He is from the Liu family. They will discard you like trash with their power. My way is slow and steady, but it's sureshot."
"It will be a pain to plan all this," 'she' grimaced.
"Your goal is not getting changed. Just the thod to arrive at it," she swirled pen around on her desk, "Your goal is to ruin Liu Jun, and your plan is to hit him where it will hurt the most. Zhou Ai."
—
A few days later at Sky Publishing.
Ai and Xing Bi were working together on her new book when she got a ssage that the Sky CEO requested her presence.
Xing Bi giggled. "Go. I think your boyfriend is missing you."
Ai cleared her throat. "It cannot be. We are working here."
She rolled her eyes. "And you think office romance is not a thing? Go, go!"
Stepping into Jun's office, Ai furrowed her brows upon not seeing anybody. Suddenly, a pair of arms grabbed her from the back and pulled her. Jun kissed her cheek. "It hurts when you ignore ."
"When did I ignore you?"
"Since so many days?"
She earnestly said, "I am working on the new book. You know about it."
"You are working too hard. Maybe…" he played with her hair and softly chomped on her ear, "I should lessen Xing Bi's work a little. How about I beco your editor?"
Ai felt ticklish on her ear. "I don't think I would be able to work then."
He chuckled. "Wrong. Didn't one of the authors in Shanghai ask you about your inspiration for mature scenes? I think so good ti on the couch will help you as a writer a lot. Real life experience is more useful~"
Her ears reddened. "I already have experience…"
"Doesn't hurt to have so more."
"..."
*Knock knock*
Ai quickly pulled away when Sun Bai stepped in. "Sir." She eyed them and said, "I ca at the wrong ti-"
Ai smiled. "No, no. It's nothing anyway."
Jun narrowed his eyes.
You are not getting out of this, my girlfriend.
Sun Bai adjusted her spectacles and said, "Sir, these files need your signature. I will keep them on your desk."
"Thanks."
As Sun Bai shut the door, Ai asked Jun, "Did Zhu Chyou tell anything about Chen Zixin's laptop?"
He smirked. "Yup. I just got her call. She said the repair is almost done, and she will start with the data recovery soon. She is confident she will be able to find sothing. Let's hope for the best."
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