This may be a form of psychological victory. A highly effective mental stimulant.
Gu Wenhua's eyes lit up, and a blush rose to his sallow face. A smile appeared on his lips. His hunched back and hunched chest straightened, and he exuded a youthful vigor.
He got a clear look at Ye Chu's face as she sat opposite him. She seemed a bit stronger than before, more energetic and vibrant. She was as beautiful as a sunset. She was eating a vegetable salad—perhaps she didn't like it. Had President Ji stocked up on other snacks for her in the carriage?
"This restaurant's cooking is really good!" Gu Wenhua exclaimed.
"Yeah."
A voice suddenly rang out.
Gu Wenhua turned his gaze toward the source of the sound. It was Shishan.
Shi Shan wore a warm smile as he slowly picked up a piece of green vegetable soaked in red oil, admiring its glistening color.
"Then I'll give it a try."
Under the lamplight, Shi Shan's gaze was ambiguous. Gu Wenhua noticed that he seemed to glance at Ye Chu briefly. Unfortunately, Ye Chu was busy eating her vegetable salad with a gloomy expression and didn't notice.
Gu Wenhua heard Ji Juntao seem to sneer.
This time, Gu Wenhua saw it clearly. And he was certain.
What Shi Shan's eyes revealed was something only visible to Gu Wenhua—
arrogant.
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Shang Yechu was having a very difficult time eating grass.
Ji Juntao is one of their own, Gu Wenhua is clueless, and Shang Yechu can eat and drink to her heart's content in front of them, yet still remain as thin as a lightning bolt. The former might notice but wouldn't question it, while the latter might not even notice it at all.
But Shi Shan was different. This man was cunning and scheming. Shang Ye Chu dared not be careless for a moment when facing him, and could not reveal the slightest flaw. In this industry where dieting equals dedication, Shang Ye Chu had no choice but to put on a workaholic facade in front of Shi Shan.
This dinner was a bit strange.
Gu Wenhua looked distracted, and started eating whatever was in front of him. He ate heartily, his face glowing red.
Shi Shan was even stranger. He was clearly on a diet, but he suddenly started eating red vegetables—was he that greedy?
I've heard that spicy food has a fatal attraction for people, and it's true.
Gu Wenhua ate with a rosy complexion and radiant spirit. Shi Shan ate calmly, his expression serene, though a slight blush also appeared on his face.
Those two really got their fill. It's all Ji Juntao's fault.
The self-disciplined Shang Yechu shook her head, poking at the vegetable salad on her plate with hatred for Ji Juntao, quietly waiting for midnight to arrive.
The Asian Film Festival announces its nominations at a particularly inopportune time, always at midnight. It's as if they want to see the filmmakers struggling to stay up all night.
The restaurant that Ji Juntao booked was open 24 hours. Gu Wenhua arrived quite late, and after getting to the hotel, several men and women huddled together in one room to see if the results were suitable. They decided to stay there and wait for the news to be released before disbanding.
The quiet meal ended with Gu Wenhua's lavish eating and drinking, Shi Shan's snacking and nibbling, Ji Juntao's picky eating, and Shang Yechu's meager fare.
Coincidentally, the dinner ended at just past 11:50. Shang Yechu glanced at the time, exchanged a look with Ji Juntao, and quickly rushed to the computer.
That moment is finally coming.
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