Sheng Tang was stunned for a moment.

She had a feeling of time being jumbled.

The sunlight blurred the outline of Gu Shiting, diminishing the sense of maturity on his face, as if they had returned to their high school days.

Sheng Tang was a bit confused, but she didn’t rush to wake herself up.

"...Do you want to find a place to sit?" Gu Shiting asked her, "I’ll treat you to lunch."

Sheng Tang came back to her senses.

She shook her head: "I still have to train on new steps. I came over because I have something to ask you."

Gu Shiting knew what she was going to say.

Sheng Tang got straight to the point: "Last night’s incident shook the entire entertainment industry, you know that, right?"

Gu Shiting nodded.

"When did you find out?" Sheng Tang asked again.

"Beforehand," he replied.

Sheng Tang: "..."

Indeed, it was him who arranged that.

Sheng Tang stood there, feeling a warm current flowing through her heart. He always said he wanted to protect her, and whenever she felt wronged, he was the first to stand up for her.

He had indeed fulfilled his promise.

Sheng Tang really wanted to say "Well done" to him, but it wasn’t appropriate; saying thank you seemed too light.

"How much did it cost?" Sheng Tang asked, "This kind of information couldn’t be bought for less than tens of millions, right?"

"Didn’t cost anything," Gu Shiting said, "My sister planned to make my brother-in-law’s photo public. She agreed to do a deal with the paparazzi, giving them street shots exclusively."

Gu Shiyan’s decision to reveal Song Chen’s photo wasn’t made on the spur of the moment.

Since she got married, many people speculated that she was the mistress of some bigwig.

As her son grew up day by day, she continued to hide news about Song Chen, almost as if she didn’t acknowledge his existence. How would she explain this to her child in the future?

Although Song Chen wasn’t keen on exposure, they had been together for so many years. The pressure they would face after exposure was something Song Chen should share with her.

They had decided last year to release Song Chen’s photos, but it had been delayed.

They hadn’t found the right opportunity.

This deal was just the right opportunity, plus it helped vent Sheng Tang’s anger.

As for Feng Yanqiu, everything he’s enduring now is his own doing. He ruined his career and disrespected the director Shi Shuangyuan by cheating on his wife.

The storm he’s facing now is well deserved. Gu Shiting and Gu Shiyan felt no psychological burden, nor did they feel they had wronged Feng Yanqiu.

"There must have been some cost involved, right?" Sheng Tang continued, "So, how much was it?"

Gu Shiting couldn’t help but laugh: "Are you planning to pay me back?"

Sheng Tang: "..."

The two fell into silence again. After a while, Sheng Tang said, "Anyway, thank you. I know it sounds a bit light to say it this way."

"If I can do something to make you happy, I’m very glad," Gu Shiting said, "I hope to have such opportunities."

Sheng Tang sighed lightly.

She smiled at him: "You should go back first."

"Would you like to have lunch together?" Gu Shiting asked again, "It’s almost lunchtime."

Sheng Tang: "I promised Gu Jiahui to keep my distance from my ex-boyfriend. Sorry Ting, I can’t make him unhappy. It’s not appropriate. Think about it, if he was entangled with his ex-girlfriend, I’d be upset too."

Gu Shiting’s smiling face suddenly tightened.

He bit the inside of his cheek to control himself from saying anything.

Using all his strength, he finally said something decent: "How about calling him along next time? He should be reassured then, right?"

Sheng Tang smiled: "Alright, let’s wait until he comes back. Since you helped me, he should thank you and invite you to a meal."

Gu Shiting didn’t need Gu Jiahui’s thanks. He was helping Sheng Tang, not Gu Jiahui’s girlfriend.

He had always been ignoring this problem.