Backstage at the award ceremony, Chi Yu waited for quite some time before receiving a reply from Gu Yuan.

He thought she was almost there.

But the reply said she had another half an hour before finishing work.

There’s an unspoken rule in the entertainment industry: whoever is popular, you hang out with, whoever is popular, you butter up to.

Chi Yu has been extremely popular recently, so many people are trying to cozy up to him.

And also because of that striking face, he’s attracted many persistent admirers.

After seeing Gu Yuan’s message, Chi Yu felt quite stifled, but remembering what Yi Shu just said, Chi Yu immediately called Gu Yuan—

Gu Yuan had just put down her phone for less than a minute.

Chi Yu’s call came through.

Seeing Chi Yu’s caller ID, she felt utterly helpless, because since Chi Yu got busy, they had less time to meet. He has always been determined to prove himself to her, so Gu Yuan was content with the current work situation.

Answering the call, she asked, "What’s up?"

"Yuanyuan, just now many women wanted my WeChat and other contact details." Chi Yu emphasized.

"...And did you give it to them?" Gu Yuan followed his lead and asked.

Most men who meet women interested in them discreetly exchange contact details and then move on to an affair.

But with Chi Yu, he almost can’t wait to describe the women asking for his contact details to her, recounting every word like he’s delivering a report, and if he could, he would probably run a background check on them for her.

"Yuanyuan, you don’t trust me?" he sounded displeased.

"So, Superstar Chi, what did you do?" she asked, somewhat amused.

Chi Yu: "I didn’t ignore them, I even talked to them."

Gu Yuan was curious, "What did you say?"

Chi Yu: "Being ugly is a disease, otherwise why are plastic surgery clinics called hospitals?"

Gu Yuan: "..."

This guy really knows how to make enemies.

"Yuanyuan, when are you coming to the venue?" Chi Yu had already asked this several times.

Gu Yuan glanced at the Hemler wall clock on the wall, then said to Chi Yu on the phone, "I’ll be there as soon as I can."

"How long is as soon as possible?"

"As soon as possible is..."

"If you can’t make it tonight, just let me know so I can mentally prepare, otherwise I’ll keep waiting and end up pushing you. I’m sorry."

He knows how to pull the pitiful card very well.

Because Gu Yuan falls for it every time.

He continued, "This is the first award I’m receiving since entering the entertainment industry, and it’s my first time on stage. It’s very significant to me. If you’re not there, I’m worried I’ll make a fool of myself on stage. If you could be there to support me, I would definitely seize the moment and win the award."

When he finished, he sighed.

Gu Yuan: "..."

After sighing, he continued with the pitiful act: "But you’re very busy, and I don’t want to make things difficult for you because of my ’little issue.’ Work is more important, and I have to go rehearse anyway. So, that’s that. Yuanyuan, don’t worry, I won’t be upset, I completely understand."

Gu Yuan: "..."

Is this what it means to walk the path of a damsel in distress, leaving no room for real damsels?

After some acting gigs, he’s turned into a total drama queen.

His acting might not be Oscar-worthy, but he’s pretty good at impromptu performances.

Gu Yuan followed his lead: "Since you’re so understanding, I wish you the best of luck with your award. You know I still have work to do, so I won’t be coming."

Chi Yu on the other end: ???

He backed down to make her realize what he meant.

But then she went along with it and said that?

Gu Yuan: "Since you have rehearsals, I’ll hang up now."

"..." How’s that for shooting oneself in the foot?

But as things have gotten to this point, there was nothing more Chi Yu could say, "...Okay, then. See you when you’re free."

Gu Yuan: "Mm."

After hanging up, Gu Yuan looked at her subordinate across from her.

The subordinate could tell from Gu Yuan’s expression that work was wrapping up early.

And just as he thought—

Gu Yuan said, "Let’s call it a day. There’s a little drama king at home making a fuss."

This tone of helplessness mixed with affection coming from the usually cold and hard President Gu was quite a rare sight.

The subordinate nodded, indicating his understanding. Now that it was just him and President Gu handling work, without others around, the subordinate mischievously asked, "Is President Gu’s wedding not far off?"

Wedding?

Gu Yuan smiled slightly and said, "That’s hard to say."