Tang Yehua applied aloe vera and ice packs to Fu Hange's hands, and her burning hands finally improved thanks to his efforts.

At first, Tang Yehuai thought that Qi Shu was still young, but when he saw the injury on Fu Hansing's body, he suddenly turned cold.

In fact, this cannot be used as a reason for her to hurt others. Ultimately, it was because he was too lenient with Qi Shu.

He packed up the ice packs and silently called Wei Su, the man who had helped him process the photos.

"Help me blacklist Qi Shu."

"Dude, this isn't within my service area."

"Go and say hello to the superstar and tell him that Qi Shu doesn't need to be promoted anymore."

"But they might not give me that kind of face."

Tang Yehuai glanced at Fu Hange, who was sitting on the sofa outside eating fruit, and said, "Send her a sum of money, and then disappear from the Tang family."

He hung up before he could get a reply.

Fu Hange didn't notice what he was doing and continued eating and playing as usual.

Tang Yehuai strode out and sat down beside her, his eyes filled with more doting affection than before.

"You've had a lot of engagements lately, are you tired?" he said, gently touching her hair.

Fu Hange felt this was strange, but also funny: "Not tired at all, I just got a clean slate done, I'm overjoyed!"

See? Whenever she's not working, she's just like a child.

"Don't push yourself too hard in everything, including work. When are you going to make our relationship public?"

This person, without anyone noticing, changed the subject again.

Fu Hange was somewhat puzzled: "Why would you say that? Wouldn't going public affect my career?"

Tang Yehua smiled. He hadn't wanted to at first, but seeing how intimate Li Mingzhe and she were on Weibo, he suddenly felt like what he was.

Besides, one day when he opened Fu Hange's computer while she was asleep, that man actually sent her a private message that read: "No matter what, I believe in you. It's not true, it's not true. They may not believe me, but I believe, I've always believed."

She didn't know when Li Mingzhe had appeared, especially since this man was two years younger than her.

Is this the woman pursuing him?

Thinking about it this way, Tang Yehuai felt very uncomfortable.

Perhaps people will be more courteous to her after it's made public?

Or perhaps her popularity will soar?

Tang Yehuai suddenly looked at her with extreme seriousness: "I think it's necessary for me to go public."

Fu Hange was eating from the fruit platter when she was about to ask Tang Yehuai if he wanted some, but Tang Yehuai's words made her laugh.

"What are you thinking? My career has just started to get a little better. Do you want to see me go back to the bottom?"

As she said this, she suddenly pouted and made a cute face at Tang Yehuai.

"Then tell me, why are you so close to Li Mingzhe?"

Fu Hange was slightly taken aback. A second ago she didn't know what he wanted to say, but as soon as Li Mingzhe's name came out, she guessed it.

She deliberately continued to act cute towards him in order to get him to let her go.

"Didn't I already explain? He's just a male artist I've worked with. Can you stop being so sour all the time?"

Tang Yehuai suddenly cupped her face, stopping Fu Hange from moving around any further: "When did I eat lemons, hmm?"

See, that's exactly what's happening now.

She suddenly wanted to laugh again. Why was he so cute when he was angry?

Besides, it gets better the more you look at it.

It looks so good!

Fu Hange suddenly leaned in and planted a kiss on his cheek.