The next day, at the Cloud Top Apartment. The soft morning light gently enveloped the master bedroom bed. Su Qianqian was still fast asleep. Her long hair spread across the pillow, making her small face appear even more radiant and translucent. Her eyelashes drooped peacefully, and her pink lips were slightly pouting. Her sleeping face was pure and innocent, like a little fairy unaware of the world's troubles. Gu Chengyu was already dressed. His dark gray bespoke shirt accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist, the collar crisp and clean. He leaned down, his large hand gently stroking her face, his thin lips softly landing on her smooth, full forehead. "Mmm..." Su Qianqian murmured unconsciously in her sleep, her face rubbing against his palm. Gu Chengyu's lips curved into a doting smile. He straightened up, looked at her for a few more seconds, and then turned and left the bedroom. In the living room, Aunt Zhang was gently wiping the coffee table. "Young Master," she stopped and greeted him respectfully in a low voice. Gu Chengyu walked towards the entrance, instructing, "Tell her to rest well at home today and not go anywhere." "Yes, young master," Aunt Zhang quickly replied. — 9:30 AM. Gu Chengyu canceled all of Gu's Group's morning meetings and summoned Shen Que; the two of them personally came to Shen's Media. The private elevator doors slid open silently. Gu Chengyu stepped out first. Black suit trousers encased his long legs, his steps steady and powerful. Half a step behind him, Shen Que followed. Shen Que was unusually not wearing any flashy trendy brands. A well-tailored black shirt, the top button meticulously fastened. His usual nonchalance vanished, his lips pressed tightly together, his eyes sharp. The two exuded a powerful aura, like drawn swords, carrying an air of unapproachable nobility. The employees who had been hurrying along the corridor all stood pressed against the wall, not daring to breathe, their eyes filled with undisguised awe. — Top floor, Shen Que's office. The door opened silently. Chen Feng's voice was strained: "Young Master Shen, Young Master Gu, Lin Shu and Qiao Xi have arrived." Two meticulously dressed women walked in. Lin Shu wore a silver-gray suit dress, her makeup still exquisite, but her eyes betrayed undisguised surprise and uncertainty. Qiao Xi, dressed in a pink Chanel-style outfit, tried to maintain a sweet smile, but that smile froze instantly when she saw the cold expressions of the two men on the sofa. The two women exchanged a quick glance, both seeing unease in each other's eyes. So fast? "Young Master Shen, Cheng Yu..." Lin Shu spoke first, her voice carrying its usual softness, attempting to break the silence. "You two wanted to see us?" Shen Que slowly turned around. His usually playful, flirtatious eyes swept over the two women with utter indifference. Qiao Xi felt a chill run down her spine and forced a smile: "Young Master Shen, is there some new project you want to instruct us on?" "Instruct?" Shen Que scoffed, his voice low. "I really need to give you some serious advice." He walked behind his desk, not sitting down, but instead resting his hands on the edge of the desk and leaning forward. His gaze was fixed on Lin Shu and Qiao Xi. "Last night at the Jingyun Hotel, at Li Jinfu's dinner party." Shen Que spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice icy cold: "Who arranged it? Who leaked Su Qianqian's name to that fat pig Li Jinfu?" Lin Shu's heart pounded, but she immediately feigned surprise and grievance. "Dinner party? Su Qianqian? Young Master Shen, I don't understand what you're talking about?" "Producer Li? I'm not familiar with him." "As for Qianqian, I just thought the role suited her, and as a senior, I was just mentoring a newcomer. Is that wrong?" Qiao Xi also nodded quickly, her voice innocent: "Yes, Young Master Shen, Young Master Gu, we really don't know anything. Did that Producer Li misunderstand something?"
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