"—Is this the end of the matter?"
Jiang Xuening's eyes were dull. She sat on the sofa and stared out the window in a daze for a long time. An expression of disbelief flashed across her pale face for a moment. She suddenly turned her head and looked at Fang Kui, who was lighting a cigarette in silence.
After a while, she flicked the cigarette butt against the tissue and said coldly:
"Do you think I want to keep the peace? After receiving your call, I immediately asked the team to send out a notice. As a result, no well-known media is willing to publish negative news about Gu Qingwu, and Wen He from Shengyu immediately got wind of it."
"Gu Qingwu is not a simple woman."
"Xue Ning, you've fallen this time, so stay away from me next time... Don't act on impulse."
Jiang Xuening turned a deaf ear to him and was still immersed in the fact that she had embarrassed herself in public: "I really can't swallow this."
Fang Kui was about to continue persuading her when she saw Shen Xingdu's tall figure approaching from the corner of her eye. She simply stood up and gave him her seat, not wanting to waste any more words.
When Jiang Xue Ning saw Shen Xingdu, it was as if she had taken the opportunity to let out all the grievances she had felt the entire day. Her beautiful almond eyes were filled with grievances: "Brother Xingdu, I have never been embarrassed in public like this since I was a child. You have to make the decision for me."
Shen Xingdu was called back to the crew after finishing his commercial performance. He was still wearing the brand's fine suit. He unbuttoned his sleeves, sat on the sofa with his long arms and legs, picked up the cigarette box on the coffee table and lit one: "Gu Qingwu, that woman, kicked you into the artificial lake. Wouldn't it be over if you dragged her down with you?"
Jiang Xuening cried until she choked up.
Seeing her pitiful appearance with red eyelids, wet and messy hair, and crying like a tearful person, Shen Xingdu softened his tone a lot: "Okay, I'll give you a limited edition bag."
Jiang Xuening couldn't help but look up at him. She didn't know where she got the courage from, but blurted out, "Shen Xingdu, do you like Gu Qingwu?"
This idea has been in his mind for a long time. Shen Xingdu is a popular idol. He is proficient in singing and dancing, but he has never been involved in acting in TV dramas. He is the young master of Hengcheng Entertainment. No one can force him to do something he doesn't want to do.
But unfortunately, Shen Xingdu took the leading male role in "Legend of Pingle" and used his own popularity to play the second role to Gu Qingwu.
Jiang Xue Ning suddenly became alert. A woman's sixth sense is always very accurate. After all, Shen Xingdu has always been pursued by women, and she has never seen him pay too much attention to anyone.
Shen Xingdu's reaction was a little abnormal. He put out the cigarette butt on the cuff of his expensive suit and said in a lazy and cold voice: "I think you are dizzy from crying, right?"
…
In the early hours of the evening, in the hotel room arranged by the crew.
Gu Qingwu slept for several hours before waking up. She lay in the quilt, too lazy to move, stretched out her legs, and after a while, she took the phone.
Luo Yuanyou sent her a message saying that the matter with Jiang Xuening had been settled.
Gu Qingwu ignored it and didn't care how this woman would make a fuss.
She tapped on her friend circle with her fingertips and happened to see a horror movie shared by Liang Ting late at night.
It was recently released and has received rave reviews online and is very popular among young people.
Gu Qingwu was very energetic at the moment, so he simply clicked on the link, tilted his head slightly on the pillow, and spent some time there.
As a result, the movie stopped after one-third of the time. The horror effects were indeed as praised online. I didn't dare to turn off the lights after watching it.
Gu Qingwu had a strong desire to survive, so he didn't continue reading and pulled the pillow to cover his face.
The room was so quiet.
Three seconds later.
She sat up suddenly, picked up her phone again and opened the address book.
My mind wanted to harass Luo Yuan late at night, but my body instinctively took the lead and clicked on He Sui Chen's contact information.
By the time Gu Qingwu reacted, the call had already been made.
It was too late to hang up. Before he could regret it, the call was connected successfully. He Suichen's voice was low and pleasant, as if it could dispel all the darkness and fear at night: "Qing Wu, do you have something to talk to me about?"
Gu Qingwu paused for two seconds and asked him, "If you want to be busy, I'll hang up."
He Suichen seemed to be laughing, and then his tone seemed to be forced out from his throat: "I still have time to chat with you and relieve your boredom."
Gu Qingwu sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, staring at the warm yellow light of the lamp with her dark eyes. She spoke out her heart with her red lips and made a nonsensical request: "He Suichen, I suddenly want to hear you chant Buddhist scriptures... like before in Nanming Temple."
"Um?"
"I just watched a horror movie and I'm a little afraid of ghosts."
…
He Suichen was silent for a few seconds. No one knew what kind of environment he was in at this late night. There was also the sound of water. When Gu Qingwu turned on the speaker of his phone and wanted to listen carefully, he heard his low voice: "It's not appropriate to recite Buddhist scriptures now..."
Are there time limits for reciting Buddhist scriptures
Gu Qingwu was a little confused, and then heard him say, "Wait a minute."
Then, there was a slight sound, as if the metal buckle of a belt hit the bathroom tiles.
Gu Qingwu's thoughts were pure, she asked with her red lips slightly parted, "Are you taking a shower?"
What she responded with was He Suichen's slightly suppressed breathing, which made her skin gradually warm up where the phone was close to her ear, and her heart became confused: "Why did you answer my call-"
He Suichen breathed faster: "It's rare for you to call me. Even if it's a big deal, I have to take care of you first."
Gu Qingwu vaguely guessed that he was in the bathroom for more than just a shower before answering the call. She suddenly felt the phone was hot, but forgot about hanging up the phone. She bit her tongue and said, "I won't tell you anymore!"
She threw her cell phone on the pillow and sat motionless on the edge of the bed with her arms around her knees. Her long, thick black hair fell down along her back along the butterfly bones, covering a small part of her delicate profile.
The atmosphere fell into a strange silence and no one said a word on the phone.
Until the sound of water gradually reached its maximum on He Suichen's side, covering up his movements. After an unknown amount of time, when he spoke again, there was no trace of abnormality in his tone, and he was calm as usual: "Qingwu."
Gu Qingwu subconsciously looked at his phone and said nothing.
He Sui Chen seemed to know that she was listening. After a brief pause, when he could vaguely hear the sound of fingers turning pages of a book, he began to read Buddhist scriptures to her.
His tone was neither hurried nor slow, his words were clear, and there was no pause. In an instant, she pulled her wandering soul back to the time when she was in the temple, and listened to him chanting in the Bodhisattva Hall in the same way.
Gu Qingwu turned the bedside lamp to the dimmest setting, half-lay on the pillow, and listened attentively with his ears pricked up.
He Sui Chen read an entire Buddhist scripture to her, occasionally stopping only to drink some water, and then returning to continue. Until the second half of the night, Gu Qingwu finally began to feel sleepy, her head was fuzzy, and she no longer thought about the scenes in the horror movie.
"Are you still afraid?" He Sui Chen asked her.
Gu Qingwu pressed her face against the snow-white pillow, her curled eyelashes almost closing, and she hummed in a hypocritical manner.
On the phone, He Sui Chen whispered to her softly, "If you're scared, put a Buddhist scripture under your pillow and sleep with you."
Gu Qingwu didn't take it to heart and responded in a very soft voice.
After that, I don’t know how I fell asleep, and when I woke up again, I found that the battery on my phone was completely exhausted.
There was still a scene to be filmed in the morning, so Gu Qingwu arrived at the crew on time to do her makeup. Because she got up too early, she yawned while sitting in the dressing room.
Seeing this, the third female lead from the crew nearby took the initiative to offer various tea bags from her drawer, brewed two cups, and handed one of them to Gu Qingwu as a gesture of goodwill.
After what happened to Jiang Xue Ning yesterday, everyone formed a tacit understanding in private and no longer dared to make comments about Gu Qingwu.
I’m afraid that I’ll be the next one to be kicked into the artificial lake.
Gu Qingwu’s personality has always been that if you don’t provoke me, I won’t bother to argue with you.
In return, she gave the third girl a cup of fresh hot soy milk and then sat back in her seat reading the script.
After that, Jiang Xue Ning no longer came to the crew to make her presence felt, and everyone was filming peacefully, as if they had forgotten about this person.
At lunch time, Gu Qingwu received a gift from He Sui Chen.
When Yan Shu, dressed in a suit and tie like an elite, came to the crew with two bodyguards to deliver this, it was Luo Yuan who received it. Seeing the extremely exquisite brocade box, he thought it was a priceless jewel.
Finally, Gu Qingwu opened it in the dressing room and found a Buddhist scripture in the brocade box.
Luo Yuan was dumbfounded: "Why did Mr. He give you this?"
When Gu Qingwu saw the Buddhist scriptures, she remembered what He Suichen said last night that she could put the Buddhist scriptures under her pillow.
Of course, she would not tell Luo Yuan the truth, and smiled: "Who knows."
"It's the same sentence every time." Luo Yuan pulled a chair over and sat down. He only wanted to confirm one thing in his mind: "Is Mr. He pursuing you?"
Gu Qingwu's overly clean fingertips were casually flipping through the Buddhist scriptures. There was a very faint smell of burning incense, which was deep and light, and could easily calm one's heart.
She ignored this, which in Luo Yuan's eyes was just an attempt to cover up something: "My question was too conservative. Does He Suichen want to sleep with you?"
Gu Qingwu finally gave him a polite look and deliberately said, "Why don't you go ask him?"
Luo Yuan didn't dare to ask, but couldn't help gossiping: "What about you? A big shot like He Suichen is a fatal temptation that can drive a woman crazy. Do you like him?"
Gu Qingwu suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He lowered his eyelashes and said expressionlessly, "Brother Yuan, you should change your career and become an entertainment paparazzi. Being an agent has buried your potential."
Luo Yuan realized that he couldn't get her to tell the truth no matter how hard he tried, and he didn't dare to really anger her, so he had to drop the subject.
As soon as he walked out, Gu Qingwu continued to sit on the chair, her white fingers rolling up a Buddhist scripture, and the door of the dressing room was pushed open again. Looking up, it was Shen Xingdu who walked in wearing the regent costume of the crew.
Apart from filming on the set, the two had zero communication in private.
Shen Xingdu looked Gu Qingwu up and down as if he were looking at a vase: "Did you kick Jiang Xuening into the lake yesterday?"
Gu Qingwu admitted openly: "Yes."
Shen Xingdu was silent for a long time and sat on the chair where Luo Yuan had just sat. His eyes noticed that under Gu Qingwu's blue costume, the hem of her skirt had a train, but it revealed a pair of slender, snow-white legs. The curve of the legs was beautiful, and it was obvious that they had been carefully maintained.
God is really kind to her.
"You need to be in breeding mode, turn left when you go out, and look at me politely."
Gu Qingwu's words made Shen Xingdu forget to ask what deep hatred she had with Jiang Xuening. He sneered disdainfully: "Don't worry, I can't get hard with a woman like you who has all the five poisons."
Gu Qingwu glanced at him and was about to sneer back.
At this moment, the phone on the dressing table rang at the right time. She turned around to pick it up and a message from He Sui Chen popped up on the top of the screen.
On it, the text is short: Are you free next weekend? The centenarian elder in my family made another birthday wish, which is to see me take you back.
If Gu Qingwu pondered this passage carefully, he would find that what He Suichen said for the first time was: "The elders want to see him bring a girl back."
This time, it directly became - take you back.
She stared at the words on the screen, one second, two seconds, three seconds.
Beside her, Shen Xingdu saw her with her head lowered, holding her cell phone, not knowing who was reading the text message.
For the first time in my life, I witnessed with my own eyes the delicate corners of Gu Qingwu's lips curved up, which was an indescribable beauty.
It turns out... she can laugh so happily.