Has Big Shot Fallen in Love Today?-Chapter 945: I’m Leaving With Gu Shiting

Gu Shiting was invited by Lan Fei to attend the evening banquet on the opening day.

There were no reporters at the banquet, and everyone had a great time.

Gu Jiahui sat next to Sheng Tang.

Sheng Tang went to the restroom.

As she came out of the restroom, she saw someone leaning against the corridor wall, smoking.

The orange glow was cupped in his hand, lighting the cigarette, the smoke carrying a fresh scent, making his eyes look hazy and unclear.

His hair was a bit long, and when he lowered his head, a strand fell forward, covering his eyes.

Sheng Tang walked over and took his cigarette.

"Don’t smoke indoors," Sheng Tang said.

Gu Shiting raised his eyes.

He wanted to say something.

However, his gaze involuntarily landed on Sheng Tang’s finger.

On the middle finger of her left hand, she wore the diamond ring.

The one he bought, that very inexpensive diamond ring.

Gu Shiting felt a warmth in his heart.

He leaned down and cupped her neck, letting a kiss fall on Sheng Tang’s lips.

Sheng Tang tasted the faint freshness of tobacco.

She was startled, pushing him away, quickly looking around, fortunately seeing no one.

Later, ask Ke Fei or Ai’ai to check if there were any cameras.

"Don’t mess around!" Sheng Tang stepped back a few paces, extinguishing his cigarette in the sand above the trash can.

Gu Shiting’s voice was hoarse, he suddenly felt an itch, seemingly from his heart.

"Don’t stay at the hotel tonight, come to my place." He said in a low voice, "I haven’t seen you for so long."

Sheng Tang: "We often have video calls."

"Come with me, will you?" His voice carried a hint of allure.

That diamond ring of Sheng Tang’s kept burning him, his eyes were ablaze, burning fiercely.

He was very irrational at that moment.

Sheng Tang: "I really can’t, I have a meeting with the producer and director tonight."

This was not a lie.

She was no longer just an actress; she also needed to oversee the progress of the filming.

Moreover, Sheng Tang was not too confident, surely there would be paparazzi following her tonight.

If she was caught going to Gu Shiting’s place at night, coupled with her previously inexplicable scandal with Gu Jiahui, Sheng Tang would really be in trouble.

This matter would truly become a scandal.

"I’ll wait for you." Gu Shiting’s voice was already hoarse, carrying an indescribable temptation.

Sheng Tang’s heart also flowed with a bit of warmth.

It might be because she drank, stirred by his few words, her heart felt tender and numb.

"Okay," she said.

Only after speaking did she feel she was being very irrational, agreeing with him like this, was very inappropriate.

Gu Shiting, however, laughed.

He turned and went to the restroom, giving Sheng Tang space.

Sheng Tang returned to the dining hall.

Everyone was still chatting.

Midway, Gu Jiahui received a phone call, and when he returned, he didn’t look too happy.

He whispered to Sheng Tang, "I’m heading out, something came up. If anything happens on your side, call me."

Sheng Tang walked out the door to see him off.

The light in front of the hotel was sprawling, Sheng Tang couldn’t see his face clearly, she only asked him, "Going to find Yang Mingming?"

"She’s about to get married, her emotions are a bit overwhelming, I’m heading over." Gu Jiahui said, "It’s nothing major, everything’s under control."

Sheng Tang nodded.

Then, she added, "Later... I’m going with Gu Shiting, do you mind?"

Gu Jiahui’s steps paused slightly.

He didn’t say anything.

Quickly walking to his car, Gu Jiahui forcefully closed the car door, leaning back in the seat, letting the driver start the car and drive off.

The driver asked him twice, "President Gu, where are we going?"

Gu Jiahui gave an address.

The driver drove the car out.

"Play some music," Gu Jiahui suddenly said. He felt the silence around him was terrifyingly quiet, he could almost hear his own heavy breathing, tinged with strong anger and unwillingness.

This shouldn’t be.

He shouldn’t have such emotions.

President Gu didn’t like playing music or the radio; he needed silence in the car.

The driver was a bit surprised at this request, but still turned on the music, playing quite an old tune.