Gou Ge received Gu Qingyan's call an hour later.

At the company, Gu Qingyan was extremely anxious. His phone was constantly unreachable, and he dared not call again to disturb his wife.

If he hadn't known that Gu Qingyan was with Xu Zhaozhao, he would have sent his bodyguards to search for him.

After waiting and waiting, he finally received a reply from his troublesome boss.

"What's up?"

As soon as the call connected, Gou Ge shivered from the cold in the sweltering summer night.

"Brother Yan..." Brother Gou steadied himself and decided to report the most important matters first.

"It's not about the Holy Court; it's about an overseas project that's collaborating with the Yu family. The person in charge flew directly to the headquarters in the capital to lodge a complaint..."

Shengting is just a subsidiary of Gujia Entertainment.

The Yu family? Yu Yao?

Listening to the voice coming from the Bluetooth headset, Gu Qingyan roughly understood the cause of the incident.

"I'll go directly to headquarters." With that, he hung up the phone.

He stepped on the gas and sped off.

...

Xu Zhaozhao hadn't seen Gu Qingyan for a day and a night, and was sitting at her desk with a pen, looking at the second part of the script.

She had already finished watching it. Because Yu Yao was injured, the entire crew was given three days off.

Upon closer inspection, her right hand was still trembling slightly.

Writing just two words makes her feel sour; certain memories that haven't died start attacking Xu Zhaozhao again.

That day, when Xu Zhaozhao looked at his reddened eyes, she really wanted to say yes for a moment.

Is it shame that's stopping Xu Zhaozhao? Is it unwillingness? Is Gu Qingyan not attractive enough?

Neither!

It's just that she still needs one more shot of the 9-valent vaccine, so it's not time for her to get it yet.

In the end, only Xu Zhaozhao's hand was injured.

This guy even dragged me to wash my hands for ten minutes, the freesia-scented hand soap lathering up in my hands.

Xu Zhaozhao lazily raised her eyes and glanced at him, too exhausted to even question him.

Even the hand sanitizer has been changed to a freesia scent.

Each one was carefully washed, rinsing away all the foam.

He took a tissue, wiped the water droplets off, smelled it, and then kissed the back of her hand with satisfaction.

He carried her back to bed and kissed her cheek.

Xu Zhaozhao took advantage of him again, touching his face and muttering, "Remember to pay me back..."

"good."

Then!

Xu Zhaozhao has never seen him again!

Even sending WeChat messages is inseparable from being busy.

That's like putting an egg in a rock—utterly despicable!

They all picked up their phones to send messages to "Little Pig".

Shh: You can't even write anymore, yet you enjoy yourself and run away!

Shh: Men are like pigs in a sty! Unreliable!

Unsurprisingly, no reply was received.

Because just two minutes ago, some pig sent her a message saying she was boarding a plane.

Feeling a bit bored, Xu Zhaozhao lay in bed and opened Weibo.

The first Weibo post recommended was Gu Qingyan's one that was only visible to her; she hadn't deleted it.

My finger clicked on it again, as if possessed.

The screen was blank, but Xu Zhaozhao was able to see Gu Qingyan's IP address.

Abroad.

Startled, Xu Zhaozhao had always thought he was busy at the Holy Court. So he had gone abroad on a business trip?

Will this guy be able to make it back for tomorrow's filming?

There was no answer to this question, and Xu Zhaozhao was bombarded by fans, with pop-up notifications appearing on her Weibo page.

[@许昭昭v Come and make money!! [money bag][money bag]]

[@许昭昭v I feel so bad for my sister Zhao, having such a childhood sweetheart.]

I tapped on a mention and looked at the original text.

Beijing Police (WeChat): Fu Mouze, a Beijing resident, owes taxes and refuses to communicate with law enforcement officers. Big data analysis reveals he is also suspected of involvement in group sex and false advertising.

We are now launching a public investigation into the whereabouts of Fu Mouze. A reward of 30,000 yuan will be given to anyone providing information leading to his whereabouts. [Image]

This picture shows Fu Chengze's personal information, from his appearance to his registered address; everything about him has been exposed.

Xu Zhaozhao wasn't particularly interested, but she still glanced at the height column.

169.2

Very accurate data.

This made it hard for Xu Zhaozhao, who is 168cm tall, not to laugh.

When we stand together, I'm usually half a head taller than her.

How many height-increasing insoles did Fu Huiqi wear before going out?

I told you he couldn't possibly be innocent; all he does when something happens is cover his mouth. [covering mouth][covering mouth]

[Our Soap Flower CEO is actually worth 30,000 yuan! That's a huge underestimation of his value. [picking nose]]

[Gathering a crowd... uh, you're not talking about that thing with Qin Yueling, are you?]

[Definitely. The Crouching Dragon and the Young Phoenix never appear alone; the domineering CEO and the goddess are a perfect match!!]

[This height doesn't suit a domineering CEO at all... Sister Zhao, hurry up and start earning money!!]

...

Xu Zhaozhao hadn't seen Fu Chengze since that rainy night.

After just a few days, he's become a wanted criminal.

That was so satisfying.

Xu Zhaozhao didn't know where he was either. What a pity, all of this was money!

The incident immediately went viral and became a trending topic. Fu Chengze had been hiding for a long time, and everyone was eager to earn that 30,000 yuan.

[How about we check out the garbage dump? It seems like he and the soap flower tyrant are kindred spirits. [Looking forward to it]]

【I'm different! I'm smart. I put three coins in my dog ​​hole, and he'll come to my house and bring me money himself!】

[Don't you like covering your mouth? Don't you like blurring things out? @傅承泽v Come out and blur out the photos released by official media! I'm willing to help you!]

[Hahaha, the abacus beads from the ladies upstairs hit me in the face!]

...

Xu Zhaozhao only discovered from the few words in the comments that Fu Chengze had been beaten up when he passed by the garbage dump, and that he was lying in the garbage dump with three coins falling out.

However, the timeline was unclear, so she just treated it as a joke and mocked Fu Huiqi for being truly unlucky.

After going downstairs for lunch, Xu Zhaozhao sat back down at the table and began reading the script.

After reviewing the second part that we'll be filming tomorrow, the stars climbed into the sky.

She only realized she had received a WeChat message when she checked the time on her phone.

It was a message that "Little Pig" had sent her a dozen minutes ago.

Piglet: [Image]

Little Pig: The sunrise at the beach is beautiful.

There's a time difference between China and other countries; the sun has just set here, while it's already midnight there.

Shh: [The kitten is exhausted, don't mention it.jpg]

This time, they responded quite quickly.

Piglet: It's the piglet's fault.

Piglet: I bought a gift to apologize to the kitten.

Piglet: [Dog Egg is buried in the dirt, too scared to speak.jpg]

Three sentences shocked Xu Zhaozhao three times.

My fingers hovered over the keyboard on the screen for a long time, unable to type a single word.

How did Gu Qingyan know that his contact name was "Little Pig"?

This guy actually bought himself a gift?

And... why did this bastard steal his own memes?!