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“Sorry to bother you,” he said regretfully.

“It’s fine. Let’s trade contact details. If you have any other scripts, why don’t you send them to me for a look?”

Lang Weimeng was delighted to hear Lin Gantang’s words.

Just because Miss Lin did not like this script did not mean she wouldn’t like any future ones he might draft. He quickly did as she suggested and exchanged contact information.

Lin Gantang grew bored as she waited for Yin Zhen to return. Yin Zhen was the only person in the entertainment she knew. It was bothersome having to socialize with people outside of her circle. Ye Qiuqiu had disappeared amid the crowd, so she gave up on getting an autograph from her.

She got up, preparing to leave, when a man in his thirties intercepted her. He seemed to recognize Lin Gantang. He nodded in greeting, “Miss Lin.”

Lin Gantang smiled, returning the gesture. The man did not linger and continued on his way.

There was something familiar about him, which Lin Gantang could not put her finger on. Try as she might, she could not remember who he was or when she had met him.

Lin Gantang sent a message to Yin Zhen and walked outside to get some fresh air.

The evening breeze was cool and refreshing.

She sent Wen Yanqing the photos she had taken at the banquet. Some were pictures of herself, while others were taken with Yin Zhen.

“How does it look?” Lin Gantang asked.

Wen Yanqing, who had just finished working overtime, zoomed in on the pictures, eyeing them photo by photo critically—all kinds of people featured in the background. There were beautiful men in heavy makeup, modest gentlemen who appeared as gentle as jade, elegant young men who were in the springtime of their youth, and even iron-blooded men, rough and tough. So many people dressed in so many styles mingled together.

Wen Yanqing asked, [ When are you coming back? ]

[ I just arrived, and already you want me to leave? ] She was not leaving. She had heard about the performances to come; it would be a waste not to watch those celebrities perform when she could enjoy it for free.

[ My head hurts a little. ]

Lin Gantang was nervous. [ Are you unwell? ]

[ I’ve been so busy with work recently that I haven’t gotten enough rest.] Wen Yanqing typed his response slowly.

Ah… Earning money to support the family was tough work… He couldn’t help but think of the money Lin Gantang had borrowed and yet to return. It was a huge debt! [ Do you need to go to the hospital for a check-up? ]

[ It’s fine. I just need to rest. It’s a pity that you’re not home. ]

[ I’ll go back and accompany you. ] She would watch the performances some other time.

[ It’s alright. I’m fine. You should enjoy yourself; I’m alright by myself… ] Wen Yanqing replied.

[ Don’t say that! I can’t bear to hear you like that. ]

[ Besides, I’ve seen all there is to see; it isn’t as fun as I thought. Nothing will change if I head home a little sooner. ]

[ Should I go pick you up now? ]

[ Okay, I’ll send you the address. ]

Wen Yanqing smiled and slipped his phone back into his pocket.

From where he stood leaning against a stone pillar outside the banquet hall, Gu Zhichuan eyed Lin Gantang.

The wind teased stray locks, causing her hair to flutter about. She smiled at times and frowned at others. She looked like a beautiful sculpture in motion.

He snuffed out his cigarette and closed the distance between them.

Lin Gantang was surprised to see him. She glanced around and noted how no one seemed to have accompanied him. “Why are you here?” she asked.

“I was looking for you,” Gu Zhichuan answered bluntly.

Lin Gantang looked away, masking her emotions and feigning disinterest.

“Do you still wear the necklace I gave you?” Gu Zhichuan was referring to the Cupid necklace Wen Yanqing had thrown away. No one knew where he was going with this.

Perhaps he hoped to unmask Wen Yanqing for the arrogant, two-faced man he was behind her back.

Lin Gantang knew what Gu Zhichuan was referring to and said, “No, I’m not. Besides, the necklace Yanqing gave me is much prettier; the other was plain and tacky.”

Gu Zhichuan stared at the sapphire on her neck.

“I’ve given you a necklace like this before, haven’t I?” Gu Zhichuan said.

“You have, but none of them suit me.” Lin Gantang fiddled with the sapphire on her neck. “He carefully selected this. It’s different from a gift you received as a gift from some brand.”

Gu Zhichuan was speechless..