She shook off the object and strode out.

When I arrived at the door, I saw Gu Xingchen walking over wearing a headset.

"I'm going back now." She glanced at him, her expression indifferent.

The man frowned and instinctively pulled her back. "Aren't you going to look?"

"No, thank you."

There's nothing much to see.

The woman's attitude was too cold, and Gu Xingchen sighed helplessly.

"What's wrong?"

"..."

"Can't you just keep me company?"

When he held her hand and drooped his head, he looked just like a large, loyal dog.

He'd been fiddling with that headset for ages and still couldn't get it working.

Rong Shang took one last look and finally couldn't help but reach out to help him tidy up.

When her cool fingertips touched the corner of his mouth, the man's gaze froze.

He then looked up at her, his thin, slightly red lips parted.

Even he himself didn't realize how gentle his smile was at that moment.

When the staff around turned around and saw it, they were all shocked.

When will the concert end?

"10:30." He stood obediently as she adjusted his headset, his dark, deep eyes shining.

Rong Shang was not unaware that the man's gaze was too intense.

She nodded, her voice still calm, "Okay, then I'll wait for you."

She withdrew her hand and stood sideways.

Gu Xingchen's deep gaze followed her closely, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"good."

He smiled, in a good mood, "Then I'll go up first."

"Um."

He was worried that her legs would get tired from standing, so he kept turning back as they approached the stage, saying, "Find a place to sit. If you're hungry, have your assistant buy you something to eat."

Look at this woman, what good deeds did she do in her past life to make Gu Xingchen treat her so sincerely in this life.

Many staff members around her were looking at her with envy. Rong Shang was a little annoyed and frowned, saying unhappily, "Stop talking and go upstairs."

"Okay." The man smiled, seemingly enjoying himself.

Those who saw it felt that they also longed to have such a fairytale-like love.

...

Soon, the concert began.

At that time, Fuzi was still making a phone call in the lounge.

It sounded like a call to investors, implying that the outfit she was supposed to wear on stage hadn't been prepared.

The person in charge of the investors' side was puzzled. He kept saying that the clothes had been delivered early in the morning, so it was impossible for them not to be there.

Kefuzi has searched three times and also asked the staff on site.

Everyone said they didn't know and had never seen it.

That's strange.

Could this clothing possibly fly away?

I was already irritable and frustrated, and the coffee I had just ordered was still nowhere to be found.

Fu Zi was furious.

She turned around, grabbed Gu Xingchen's assistant, and yelled at him, "What kind of work are you doing? There are no clothes, no coffee!"

"Hey, are you guys looking down on me, a newcomer?"

Calling someone a newcomer is just self-deprecation.

In today's entertainment industry, everyone knows that Fu Zi has powerful connections and abundant resources.

Of course, Gu Xingchen's assistant was no pushover either.

Faced with Fu Zi's deliberate attempt to provoke him, he remained expressionless throughout, saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that Miss Fu Zi needed to prepare clothes and coffee for you to come to Chen Ge's concert."

The implication is: We don't have it here, and we won't prepare it.

Fu Zi sneered, "Don't you know I'm going on stage tonight?"

What attitude?

She's the investor's spokesperson, how dare he talk to her like that?

She glared at him and fiddled with her manicured nails.

At the time, the assistant was too busy with the post-concert arrangements to listen to Fu Zi's nonsense.