In the past, out of consideration for their classmates, he didn't say anything about some of the more outrageous things.

But now...

"If there's nothing urgent, you should go back."

He was adamant and directly ordered them to leave.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xin felt a sudden pang of pain in her heart. It seemed that there was nothing left for them to discuss now.

All that was left were the official business her uncle had assigned her. "Rong Xun, President Han is downstairs right now. He says he wants to talk to you about publishing film and television works."

"Ha." Rong Xun seemed unconvinced. "Then why not make a phone call?"

Why go through all this trouble to come here and call him?

Rong Xun's tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xin felt even more ashamed in front of him.

Yes, a simple phone call would have been enough, saving her the trouble of coming here and suffering.

But she just couldn't resist wanting to see him.

"Rong Xun, go ahead, I'll wait for you at home."

At this moment, Rong Shang, who had been standing silently at the door, slowly spoke.

Tang Xin glanced at her, then bit her lower lip and lowered her eyes again.

"Late Moon?"

Rong Xun turned his head to look at her.

"Go."

She knew that Han Zheng was indeed waiting downstairs.

This time, Tang Xin didn't lie.

"Alright." Rong Xun nodded obediently for some reason. "Then remember to eat. I'll be back soon."

Standing at the door, Tang Xin saw Rong Xun walk over and kiss Rong Shang on the forehead right in front of her.

Her heart ached terribly, and Tang Xin's eyes darkened as she clenched her fists tightly at her sides.

*

That night, after Rong Xun went out with Tang Xin, a torrential downpour began.

Thunder rumbled, and the strong winds outside caused the windows on both sides to slam together repeatedly.

After finishing her meal, Rong Shang closed all the windows in the room. By the time she went into the bathroom to take a warm shower and came out, thirty or forty minutes had passed.

Thinking that Rong Xun probably wouldn't be back so soon, Rong Shang dried her hair and went to bed.

The temperature dropped considerably on this rainy night.

The previous sweltering heat has dissipated, and the air is now slightly cool.

This kind of weather is perfect for sleeping.

For once, Rong Chang fell asleep shortly after lying down.

She didn't know how long she slept, but later, Rong Shang vaguely felt that the other end of the bed seemed to have collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, the man's hot body pressed against her from behind, and his long, slender hand also wrapped around her waist.

In an instant, Rong Chang lifted her eyes, only to be met with a dim light.

Did I wake you up?

A deep voice came from behind her. Rong Shang's eyes flickered slightly. After pausing for two or three seconds, she turned around in his arms.

"How long have you been back?"

"More than half an hour."

He got soaked in the rain, took a shower when he got back, changed into clean pajamas, and lay down.

"Oh." Rong Shang closed her eyes slightly. "How did the talks go?"

"Everything is fine." Holding her close, Rong Xun leaned in and kissed her smooth cheek. At that moment, it was raining heavily outside the window, making a loud "splashing" sound.

But that didn't stop them from chatting.

"Chi Yue, you told me before that your brother is at B Film Academy?"

"Hmm." Rong Shang turned her head. "What is it?"

"Once the contract is signed, I'll revise the script and then it'll be time for casting." Rong Xun's tone was somewhat calm. "Director Jiang asked me if I had any suitable candidates to recommend to him."

so?

Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, now understanding what he was trying to do. "You want to recommend my brother?"