Chapter 94 Chapter 94

Wen Yue rushed over after receiving Yan Zhiheng's message.

After all, 10086 had just exposed Bian Shicheng's crimes, and then Zhuang Yuanzhao invited them to dinner. It didn't seem like a good thing.

Although Le Shi now has some reputation in the industry, compared to the powerful Zhuang Yuanzhao, it is insignificant.

If the other party really wants to make things difficult for Gu Xing Shi, he has no power to resist.

The key to this matter lies with Zhuang Yuanzhao.

A showdown is not advisable. The only way is to raise Gu Xing Shi's status so that Zhuang Yuanzhao will hesitate.

Even the Zhuang family would have to consider his publicly stated fiancé.

Sure enough, Zhuang Yuanzhao's gaze lingered on their intertwined hands before saying, "I've heard that CEO Wen and Xing Shi have a deep affection. Now that I see it, it's indeed...deep affection."

Gu Xing Shi: "..."

You actually mean he's lovestruck, right?

Wen Yue was only worried about Zhuang Yuanzhao making things difficult for Gu Xing Shi earlier and didn't have time to think. Now that he's calmed down, he realizes that Bian Shicheng wasn't there, and Zhuang Yuanzhao's attitude towards Gu Xing Shi wasn't hostile, but rather somewhat intimate.

Gu Xing Shi then pulled him aside and quietly told him what had just happened.

Wen Yue: "..."

However, under the teasing gazes of Zhuang Yuanzhao and Yan Zhiheng, he didn't let go of Gu Xing Shi's hand, but instead sat calmly beside him, "I was a little too worried earlier, and was impolite. I hope Minister Zhuang won't mind."

Zhuang Yuanzhao: "..."

Although there was a little episode, the dinner eventually ended amicably.

After dinner, Wen Yue naturally left his uncle behind and personally sent Gu Xing Shi home.

Yan Zhiheng: "..."

He should have known!

This nephew is worthless!!

Fortunately, Gu Xing Shi still had a conscience: "This isn't good, why don't we send Brother Yan first..."

Yan Zhiheng gave Wen Yue a challenging look triumphantly.

Then he heard the second half of Gu Xing Shi's sentence: "It's on the way."

Yan Zhiheng: "..."

Wen Yue glanced at him, his tone full of smug superiority: "Yeah, he's shown off so many times, he doesn't care about this bit of time."

Yan Zhiheng: "..."

He should have known!

One bed can't sleep two different kinds of people!

Wen Yue sent Yan Zhiheng to the hotel and eagerly kicked him out of the car, without even saying goodbye, and drove off.

Leaving Yan Zhiheng standing in the car exhaust, gnashing his teeth: "You little brat!"

The car soon arrived at Gu Xing Shi's building. Only he and Gu Xing Shi were left in the car, Wen Yue said in a low voice, "Today, when I said you were my fiancé, actually..."

Gu Xing Shi thoughtfully said, "I know, it was a expedient measure."

"It's more than an expedient measure." Wen Yue looked at him, his eyes filled with affection, "What if that's my true thought?"

Gu Xing Shi was stunned.

It hasn't been long since he's been with Wen Yue, but he's adapted better than he expected.

However, the transition from boyfriend to fiancé is still a bit too fast.

Wen Yue seemed to see his thoughts and said, "You don't have to feel pressured; I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do."

Gu Xing Shi knew that between the two of them, Wen Yue was the one who fell first and was more deeply in love.

Although there's no fairness in love, he always feels that Wen Yue is a little pitiful, and he can't help but feel sorry for him.

Seeing his attitude soften, Wen Yue immediately pressed his advantage, whispering in his ear, "But, can I have a little something sweet first?"

The hot breath on Gu Xing Shi's ear made him tremble slightly, his voice a little soft, "What kind of sweetness?"

Wen Yue rested his chin on his shoulder, his right hand firmly holding his waist, his voice low and deep, "I want to see you every day."

A flash of surprise crossed Gu Xing Shi's muddled mind.

That's it?

Wen Yue rubbed against his neck, a hint of barely perceptible grievance in his hoarse voice, "No uncle, no your artists, no work, just you and me."

Listening to him, a slight sense of guilt arose in Gu Xing Shi's heart.

His time spent with his new boyfriend...seems to be a little short.

He reached out to press against Wen Yue's chest, feeling the slight rise and fall of his chest, his body heat flowing through his shirt.

Gu Xing Shi's fingers slid down, feeling the muscles beneath his palm instantly tense.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Wen Yue's forehead, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice hoarse with restraint, trying to catch his mischievous hand, "Xing Shi..."

But the next second, there was a "click" as the seatbelt came undone.

Gu Xing Shi instantly retracted his hand, escaping from his palm like a fish.

Opening the door, getting out of the car.

All in one go.

Wen Yue was left hanging in mid-air, his stern face tinged with lust, a kind of unspeakable sexiness.

But Gu Xing Shi remained unmoved, hooking his chin and kissing him, then smiled sweetly, "My dear boyfriend, what you said wasn't about meeting."

"It's a date."

Wen Yue breathed in, "Can we?"

Gu Xing Shi kissed him, "See you tomorrow."

-

Zhuang Yuanzhao acted decisively and efficiently. Soon, they heard that Bian Shicheng was being investigated. Without Zhuang Yuanzhao's protection, he would most likely spend the rest of his life in prison.

Gu Xing Shi also entered a new phase of busyness, only occasionally dating Wen Yue.

Life was quite enjoyable.

When Bian Shicheng's verdict came out, it was a few months later.

Zhuang Yuanzhao showed no mercy; Bian Shicheng received a fifteen-year prison sentence.

Seeing the verdict, Gu Xing Shi sighed.

It was also a way to give his uncle an explanation.

It happened to be his uncle's death anniversary. He took offerings and the verdict to the cemetery with Yan Zhiheng and Wen Yue.

They placed the offerings and burned the verdict for Gu Jin.

Yan Zhiheng burned the paper, muttering, "Sigh, I didn't expect Bian Shicheng to be such a person. I told you your judgment was poor. You put your heart into nurturing him, only to end up like this. At least he got what he deserved. Rest in peace, go to reincarnation sooner..."

"Oh, by the way, you don't have to worry about Le Shi. Your character still exploded in the end, and Xing Shi is running Le Shi much better than you..."

Yan Zhiheng felt a little sad.

He and Gu Jin had worked together, and although they often quarreled, their friendship always remained.

Gu Xing Shi didn't speak.

Actually, he hadn't spent much time with his uncle, only when he was young and his father brought him to Beijing to see his uncle once.

The memories were already a bit hazy. He remembered him as a gentle and patient uncle.

He didn't expect that when he saw him again, he would already be dead.

He had heard from the lawyer that before his uncle's death, he had cleared all of Le Shi's debts, leaving him a clean slate. Perhaps he couldn't let go, so he left that will that asked him to persist for a year.

Later, to become an agent, Gu Xing Shi looked at the data left on the computer.

These were his uncle's years of experience and lessons as an agent. He believed in his artists and worked hard to give them opportunities, but he didn't let the artists be overly ambitious, instead letting them practice their professional skills.

It's a pity that these simple ideas seem so naive in the impetuous entertainment industry.

Finally, his uncle wrote in his notebook in confusion, "Was I right?"

Gu Xing Shi looked at the gentle man on the tombstone and said softly, "Uncle, you were right."

Le Shi now should be what you wanted to see.

Wen Yue seemed to sense his sadness and gently held his hand, comforting him softly.

When all the paper was burned, Gu Xing Shi looked at Yan Zhiheng, "Brother Yan, let's go back."

But Yan Zhiheng waved his hand, "You two go back first, I'll talk to him for a while."

Gu Xing Shi and Wen Yue exchanged glances, "Okay."

The two walked towards the exit of the cemetery.

But before leaving, Gu Xing Shi couldn't help but look back.

A light rain was falling from the sky, landing on them, but Yan Zhiheng, who always cared about his image, didn't care. He even squatted down, as if he was really chatting with an old friend.

Wen Yue wanted to send him back first, but Gu Xing Shi shook his hand, "Let's take a walk."

Wen Yue always listened to him, "Okay."

The cemetery was remote, desolate, but the scenery was nice.

Plus, there weren't many people, making it particularly quiet.

Wen Yue held up an umbrella, shielding them from the rain.

Gu Xing Shi suddenly said, "It was a day like this when my parents died."

Wen Yue's grip on Gu Xing Shi's hand tightened suddenly.

Gu Xing Shi rarely talked about himself, always energetic, like a little sun, radiating warmth and infecting everyone around him.

But Wen Yue knew that there was always a corner in his heart that held his pain and sadness, but no one had ever visited.

But Gu Xing Shi didn't talk about his pain, instead talking about the happy times he had with his parents when he was a child.

Wen Yue seemed to see a happy family of three in his mind.

A gentle mother, a refined father, and a mischievous Gu Xing Shi.

This was completely different from his family.

He could even hear Gu Xing Shi's past happiness from his words, but unfortunately, this happiness came to an abrupt end during his high school years.

Gu Xing Shi smiled, "My parents never had many demands on me. It didn't matter whether my grades were good or bad, whether I was obedient or mischievous. They always said that nothing is a big deal in life, and that things can always be solved."

This sentence later became his life motto.

Wen Yue said in a low voice, "They raised you well."

Gu Xing Shi raised his head and said proudly, "Right? I think so too!"

The sadness in Wen Yue's heart instantly disappeared.

Yes, this is Gu Xing Shi.

He tightened his grip on his hand.

"Next year during Qingming, I'll accompany you to see your parents!"

Gu Xing Shi glared at him good-naturedly, "...Don't think that just because you say this, I'll ignore your sneaky attempt to change your identity!"

Wen Yue: "..."