Chen Ming was unconvinced, so he loaded the bullets again, ready to strike back.

But by accident, as he turned his eyes, he saw Song Jia looking over here, and he almost misfired...

With a bang, it missed the target.

Embarrassing, utterly embarrassing!

Chen Ming stared dully ahead, momentarily unable to accept it.

He’s been playing with guns for over a decade, and it’s never happened before.

He slowly turned his head, Gu Anxi had her arms crossed in front of her, smiling: "It seems that the power of love is quite immense. Why not go over and say hello? After all, you’re acquaintances and will see each other from time to time. You can’t keep pretending not to see each other."

Chen Ming wasn’t the type to hold grudges. Although he was rejected, he indeed felt there was no need to dwell on it, as it’s not good. So after thinking it over, he agreed.

Gu Anxi talked to Bo Xichen for a moment and then went over with Chen Ming; Bo Xiao Shu continued to work.

Next door, Song Jia was a bit surprised; first at seeing Chen Ming here, and second that he came over. However, she quickly understood it must be Gu Anxi’s idea.

She looked at the two coming in and frowned: What is this little troublemaker Gu Anxi up to again?

There was a hint of wariness in her eyes.

Gu Anxi walked in with a smile, glanced at Song Jia, and then at the rather young and well-dressed man beside her, grinning, "Boyfriend?"

Song Jia shifted her gaze from Chen Ming and said flatly, "Producer."

Gu Anxi smiled, "Looks like you’re going to make a movie, maybe you’ll be abroad a lot then."

She smiled at that producer, "Hello, Producer."

The young man was a mixed-race, looking somewhat noble, a bit amazed by Gu Anxi, proactively extended his hand for a shake, Gu Anxi held Chen Ming’s hand and shook it, the producer was surprised, "Is he your boyfriend?"

Gu Anxi beamed, "No, I’m married."

The producer seemed slightly disappointed but still puzzled about their relationship. Actually, Gu Anxi was doing it for Song Jia to see if she’d feel jealous.

Song Jia’s gaze flickered over their hands, then she softly said to that man, "It’s getting late, isn’t it about time?"

The man was gracious, "Okay, I’ll leave you to your friends, we’ll sign the contract another day."

Originally, Song Jia wanted to leave with him, but she was also a bit annoyed, eventually sending him off and returning.

"Gu Anxi." Song Jia glared at her: "What mischief are you up to again?"

Gu Anxi was playing with a gun, suddenly shifted her hand, and pointed it at Chen Ming.

Chen Ming was stunned.

Song Jia also froze for a moment, instinctively stepping forward: "What are you doing?"

Gu Anxi smiled, lowered her hand: "What are you so tense about, just testing Chen Ming’s mental resilience, he’s good, but Cloudy Jia you seem a bit shaky, your forehead is sweating."

Song Jia’s face felt hot, angry and flustered, glaring at Gu Anxi.

Gu Anxi mouthed, "One night couple, a hundred days of grace."

In an instant, Chen Ming’s face flushed red, Song Jia’s face turned white, then red, finally furious enough to give Chen Ming a hard kick before heading for the door: "Bastard."

Chen Ming snapped back to his senses and immediately chased after her, reaching out to pull her: "Let me explain."

Song Jia slapped him in return.

Gu Anxi’s heart fluttered, that was harsh!

But that slap was worth it, wasn’t their bland relationship pushed to an ambiguous level?

Chen Ming looked at her, helplessly grinning: "Say something, would you?"

Gu Anxi played dumb: "What?"

Chen Ming couldn’t rely on her, turned back to explain: "I really didn’t say it."

Song Jia wanted to slap him again, Chen Ming had no choice but to grab her other hand, holding her tightly in his arms...

"Bastard, what are you doing?" Song Jia froze for a moment, kicked him hard, but Chen Ming, seemingly with endless strength, dragged her outside, "Let’s talk alone."

Gu Anxi watched them leave, smiling, and looked up.

A dark and windy night.