"Why do you still need the invitation?" Yan Kun said in a slightly stern tone, "Don't even think about giving it to that pretty boy! He'll only make a fool of himself at a banquet like this!"
Fu Sang knew that Zha Ge had misunderstood and thought she wanted to give it to Qu Jiacheng.
Brother Zha loves hanging out with celebrities in the entertainment industry, but deep down he looks down on people in the industry. In his eyes, Qu Jiacheng is just a useless pretty boy.
There is a difference between actors and stars, much like the difference between a cunning and charming performer and a masterful artist.
Fu Sang explained helplessly, "It's not for Qu Jiacheng. Stop talking nonsense and have someone send the invitation over later!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
"They actually hung up on me!" Yan Kun said irritably.
Getting an invitation was easy for him, but Sang Bao wasn't giving it to Qu Jiacheng. Who did she want to give it to?
Yan Kun knows his younger sister well; she won't do anything he says is wrong.
I don't know why, but I've inexplicably become infatuated with that pretty boy named Qu Jiacheng.
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As night gradually falls, the steel forest of the city lights up with lights of various colors.
After get off work, Fu Sang got her hair and makeup done and changed into a high-end custom-made dress.
A deep blue long dress hugged her exquisite figure, revealing her fair and slender calves as she walked, exuding a subtle allure.
"Mr. Yan, the car has arrived."
Fu Sang hummed in agreement, took the elevator downstairs, and walked out of the company.
A cool and flamboyant car was parked on the side of the road. When she got out, the rear window rolled down, revealing a handsome face.
Fu Sang narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile playing on his lips.
They're definitely a family; they all have exceptionally refined looks.
No wonder female celebrities in the entertainment industry would rush to him and try to steal his wealth.
Yan Kun, inside the car, glanced at her a few times, revealing an appreciative expression, and said, "You've really blossomed into a beautiful young woman, Sang Bao. You look gorgeous tonight."
Fu Sang's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled, saying, "Don't try to use the same tricks you use to coax women on me."
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Yan Kun's face as he said, "Your brother is genuinely praising you."
He got out of the car and opened the door for her: "Your Highness, please."
Fu Sang got into the car.
After Yan Kun got into the car, he instructed the driver to drive. He glanced at her a few times and said, "I heard that the guy you've been chasing lately seems to be having some bad luck."
Qu Jiacheng has been having a very frustrating time lately. His album was pushed down from the charts by Hua Ci, and he has lost a lot of fans.
He Sitong had been trying to contact Fu Sang, but she could never get through on the phone.
The celebrity, who frequents the entertainment industry, naturally heard the news. However, he was too busy with his sister to know about Qu Jiacheng's situation.
Fu Sang said in a calm tone, "I've changed my baby."
In the entertainment industry, "崽崽" usually refers to a celebrity that someone admires, but it is mostly used to describe younger celebrities.
Yan Kun asked in surprise, "You changed your mind? You're chasing that pretty boy again?"
Fu Sang smiled without saying a word, then took out his phone and dialed Ning Sirou's number.
The call was answered quickly.
Fu Sang asked gently, "Sister Rou, did you give him the invitation?"
“I gave it to you,” Ning Sirou reported.
"Okay." Fu Sang hung up the phone.
Yan Kun became even more curious and really wanted to pry open his sister's mouth.
"Which pretty boy do you like? Tell your brother right now!"
Fu Sang glanced at him and said, "He's not a gigolo."
That veiled warning look startled Yan Kun, who quickly said, "Okay, okay, it's not a pretty boy. Who is it then? It can't be Huo Xiaodong, can it?"
“No.” Fu Sang shook his head.
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