After Gu Chenxiao left, Lu Xian boldly speculated, "Could Chenxiao be... heartbroken?"
Wei Shiran directly sprayed out his drink.
He complained, "Are you trying to kill me?"
"I'm serious, don't you think he was acting very unusual tonight?"
Considering various signs, he actually felt that this possibility was quite large!
Wei Shiran didn't think so, though, he yawned and said, "Even if I believed pigs could climb trees, don't talk nonsense about Gu Chenxiao having a girlfriend, okay?"
Who would be so desperate to be Gu Chenxiao's girlfriend?
Unless she has a masochistic tendency!
In the car.
The driver asked, "Mr. Gu, we've missed the flight, should I book another ticket?"
Gu Chenxiao stared out the window and replied, "No need."
Originally, he had a 1 am flight out of the country.
His work hadn't finished yet; he had just flown back for a short while.
That day, Song Yan had said on the phone that she had something to tell him, so he had his assistant buy a ticket, and he took a six-hour flight back.
He hadn't told her in advance. He had planned to have dinner with her, but the flight was delayed by over two hours, and he had long missed dinner time.
By the time he arrived at the reception, it was already late, but in the blink of an eye, she was gone.
Later, he found out she had left already, and by the time he rushed back home, it was already ten o'clock.
As a result, he received that kind of outcome.
[Gu Chenxiao, let's break up.]
So, was that what she wanted to tell him over the phone that day, to break up with him?
Gu Chenxiao was somewhat puzzled.
It was sudden and inexplicable.
He recalled the words Wei Shiran had said just now.
[I often think about what she said, and whatever I do, I'm reminded of her...]
The sound of Song Yan's voice seemingly came out of nowhere, "You stepped in with your left foot when you entered the door, Mr. Gu. I prefer men who step in with their right foot first, so let's break up."
Gu Chenxiao: "..."
Really, what the hell!
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Under the scorching sun.
Song Yan felt like she was about to melt, finally waiting for the director to call cut and wrap up.
Her assistant immediately provided her with an umbrella, handed her cold water, and a handheld fan to cool her down.
"Some people's acting skills are really just hyped up, huh? Just for that one scene, and it took over two hours. I'm speechless," said a mocking and complaining voice from the side.
The speaker was Chen Man, who had acted in the opposing role to Song Yan today.
It was true that Song Yan wasn't in the best form today, but it had a lot to do with Chen Man.
She was over an hour late, which meant shooting had to proceed during the hottest part of the afternoon. During that time, she repeatedly claimed to have heatstroke and requested breaks, yet displayed an attitude of professionalism, insisting on continuing the shoot even while sick, which disrupted Song Yan's concentration every time she got into the role.
No matter how good Song Yan's temperament was, Chen Man managed to blow it.
"Some can't act on set but seem to do so vividly in real life," Song Yan's assistant retorted forcefully.
Chen Man glared, "What are you saying? Speak directly if you're brave enough!"
Song Yan held her assistant back and glanced coolly at Chen Man.
Indeed, she too disliked beating around the bush.
Parting her lips, her pleasant voice sounded, "Don't talk about two hours. Even if it took twenty hours, you as a supporting actress would need to cooperate with me continuously."
"..."
Even after leaving, the assistant couldn't suppress the excitement.
That was so dominant!
You can't imagine how awful Chen Man's face looked back then.
That's how Song Yan was, straightforward in facing any displeasure.
Just as she was about to get into the car, a voice called out from a distance, "Miss Song!"
Song Yan stopped the motion of getting into the car and turned to look. There, a Rolls-Royce was parked, and the driver stood by the car, waving at her.