Top Chinese celebrity: Debuted from Running Man

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8 month 28 day.

On the banks of the Xiang River, Huangguotai.

The massive building gleamed with a cool white light in the morning glow, its glass curtain walls reflecting the rising sun as if edged with gold.

"I Want to Sing with You" is a large-scale interactive music variety show launched by Hunan TV, also known as "Han Han's Music Party," hosted by Wang Han and Han Hong.

This program pioneered a new model of cross-screen duet between celebrities and ordinary people, enabling ordinary people to sing with celebrities online through a mobile app. The person with the most likes can sing on stage with the artist live.

It can be considered a completely new innovation in the music variety show genre.

Each episode invites well-known singers to participate, with a "judging panel" assisting in the selection process. Later episodes also added features such as the "100-person singing group" and "singing partners."

The hosts will even step out of the studio to visit ordinary people and explore their stories, expanding the scope of music interaction for the general public.

The show's director is none other than Hong Tao, the director of "Singer".

The nanny van carrying Gu Qing slowly stopped at the side door.

The car door opened, and he stepped out, dressed in a simple, light gray casual outfit, looking clean and neat.

Zhao Ya followed behind, holding an itinerary in her hand.

"Boss, as you requested, we didn't have the station make a big show of welcoming us," Zhao Ya said softly.

Gu Qing nodded: "We've been trending on social media every day lately, so we need to give netizens a break."

Huang Guotai will naturally accept his request.

Although the number of people welcoming them was less, the pomp and quality of the welcome were greatly increased.

The program hosts, Wang Han and Han Hong, were waiting at the door.

Even the deputy director of Huangguotai came in person.

"Xiao Gu, it's been a long time."

Upon seeing Gu Qing, the deputy director quickly approached him with a broad smile, extending his hand to shake his hand tightly. "Wolf Warrior 2 was really well made. I even had all the staff in the station buy tickets to support it."

"Thank you, Director."

Gu Qing responded with a smile.

"Why are you being so polite? It is indeed a very good work."

The deputy director looked Gu Qing up and down, his eyes full of admiration, and said with feigned distress, "My husband watches your work every day. When he heard you were coming, he asked me for your autograph!"

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Signing is no problem. I'll sign a few later, and you can take them back with you."

"Good good!"

The deputy director beamed from ear to ear, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Young and promising! Keep up the good work, the future is bright!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Han and Han Hong standing beside him, and then added humorously, "I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable with this old man here, so I'll leave first. You two chat, you two chat!"

After saying that, he patted Gu Qing on the shoulder and walked away with a smile.

In recent years, the government has placed increasing emphasis on cultural export.

The idea that China can be recognized as different by relying on high technology and strong strength is undoubtedly a pipe dream.

The core of cultural export is cultural products, cultural symbols, and cultural icons.

Just like why Brother Chen Long has become a symbol of China that the world recognizes.

There is no one in the world who doesn't know him.

Without a thriving cultural industry, there is no possibility of exporting cultural products.

Compared to military invasion, the assimilation of soft culture is the most terrifying.

It allows you to unconsciously transform into a spiritual "Chinese person".

Offense and defense are reversed, the two poles are reversed!
Japanese anime and South Korean K-POP have attracted countless mindless fans; examples are unnecessary.

It has become a global phenomenon, bringing countless hidden economic benefits and accolades to its country.

The buzz generated by Gu Qing's birthday banquet naturally attracted attention.

He possesses a positive image, excellent audience appeal, substantial work, talent, and is young enough; he is not arrogant and understands the responsibilities that public figures must bear.

Including donating all the proceeds from the live stream to charity... every action subtly enhances their positive image.

Brother Chen Long is getting old, and it's time for him to find a successor.

Gu Qing's timely appearance will naturally bring some intangible help.

However, whether he can seize the opportunity depends on himself.

"Xiao Gu!"

A strong, resonant voice interrupted his thoughts.

Han Hong strode over, his signature short hair looking particularly stylish today—dyed a light silver-gray, each strand standing upright like a little hedgehog.

Gu Qing was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.

"Mr. Han Hong, your hairstyle..."

"How about it? Cool, right?"

Han Hong proudly touched his spiky hair. "I've recently become obsessed with rap, so I dyed my hair a new color and tried a new style! Come on, let's have a drink!"

She extended her hand, not to shake hands, but to bump shoulders—the way hip-hop artists greet each other.

Gu Qing was knocked back a step by her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Teacher Han Hong, your rap style is quite... quite unique."

"Hahaha!"

Han Hong burst into laughter, his hearty laugh as strong as a man's. "Hey kid, don't make fun of me! Let's do a freestyle rap on the show later!"

Gu Qing quickly waved her hands: "No, no, no, I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

"Old Han, don't scare the child."

Wang Han walked over with a smile, holding a folding fan in his hand. He was wearing a light gray long robe, and his whole person exuded a gentle and refined temperament.

He looked at Gu Qing with a smile, his eyes full of admiration and affection.

"Old Han, I've known Gu Qing for a long time, much longer than you have."

"Oh?" Han Hong raised an eyebrow.

“We met him last year when he came to record a program.”

Wang Han closed his folding fan and reached out to hug Gu Qing. "Little Gu, it's been a long time. I loved the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone you gave me last time."

Gu Qing replied, "I'm glad you like it, Brother Han. If you run out, remember to let me know and I'll send you more."

"Haha, I definitely wouldn't want it if it were anything else."

Wang Han unfolded his folding fan with feigned elegance and gently waved it, "But the things of us literati are refined tastes, without any trace of money, so I will gladly accept them."

Gu Qing is undoubtedly the ideal self that every cultured person dreams of.

Young, handsome, talented, with a refined demeanor and wealth, he is admired and loved by millions.

Wang Han is the same.

As he spoke, he took Gu Qing's hand and said with a smile, "Come on, let's go inside first."

……

In the rest room.

The program's director, Hong Tao, personally oversaw the process.

"Teacher Gu, this is today's schedule, please take a look."

Hong Tao handed over a document, his attitude respectful and enthusiastic, "Please let me know if there's anything that needs adjusting."

Gu Qing took the process sheet and glanced at it briefly.

The program is divided into several segments: opening, amateur group singing, interactive interviews, another group singing, and closing. The process is very simple, similar to a typical music variety show.

“No problem.” He nodded.

Hong Tao grinned from ear to ear and handed over another business card: "Teacher Gu, this is my business card. Please keep it. If you need anything in the future, feel free to contact me."

Gu Qing accepted the business card and nodded politely.

Hong Tao's eyes lit up, and he tentatively asked, "Teacher Gu, would it be convenient to exchange contact information?"

"can."

Gu Qing took out her phone and scanned his QR code.

Hong Tao looked at the "Accept Friend Verification" notification on his phone, and his smile became even brighter, even a little...overly bright.

A strange feeling suddenly welled up in Gu Qing's heart.

I can't quite put my finger on it, but I just have a feeling... it's not going to be anything good.

After Hong Tao left, Gu Qing sat on the sofa, looking at the contact she had just added on her phone, and frowned slightly.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Zhao Ya came over.

"It's nothing," Gu Qing shook her head. "I just feel... Director Hong is smiling a little too happily."

Zhao Ya thought for a moment, then said cautiously, "Maybe it's because I like you too much?"

Gu Qing glanced at her but didn't say anything.

I hope so.

……

Gu Qing's schedule was very tight because she had to rush back to Shanghai tomorrow to participate in the anniversary celebration of Honor of Kings.

After a quick and simple makeup session, the recording of the show officially began.

The studio was brightly lit, and the audience seats for the hundred-person group were full.

Wang Han and Han Hong stood on the stage, using their familiar opening remarks to introduce today's guests.

"Let's welcome—Gu Qing!"

There was thunderous applause.

Gu Qing walked out from backstage, wearing a simple white shirt, a style that mirrored Weiwei Yixiao's outfit, and waved to the audience.

Screams erupted one after another.

"Okay, okay, everyone calm down!" Han Hong smiled and gestured for them to calm down. "I know you're all excited, but we still have to record the show!"

Wang Han waved his folding fan, holding a microphone in his other hand, and said with a smile, "Xiao Gu, we have a segment today where we'll be singing a duet with ordinary fans. Your fans are all ready."

Gu Qing looked towards the waiting area on one side of the stage.

Several selected "ordinary people" were standing there.

He glanced at them briefly; they were all girls.

Almost all of them were dressed exquisitely, wearing designer brands, and were good-looking, with an age of around 20.

With her exquisite makeup and meticulous hairstyle, she looked more glamorous than some obscure celebrities.

Gu Qing didn't know whether these people were ordinary people or not.

But at least they are... fans.

He sighed inwardly.

The recording of the program has begun.

The first girl to go on stage was wearing a Chanel dress and had exquisite makeup. Her steps were trembling as she walked onto the stage.

“Teacher Gu… Teacher Gu Qing…” she said, her voice trembling as she held the microphone, “I… I’ve liked you for so many years…”

Gu Qing smiled gently: "Thank you for your kind words. What song would you like to sing?"

"The Next Second..."

"Okay, let's begin."

The music is ringing.

The girl opened her mouth, and her very first sentence was off-key.

Her face flushed instantly, and tears began to well up in her eyes.

Gu Qing quickly took over, guiding her to find the right pitch with her voice. But the more Gu Qing tried to save the day, the more nervous the girl became, and the more off-key she sounded. In the end, she simply covered her face and started crying.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..." she said, crying, "I was too emotional..."

Gu Qing could only offer patient encouragement.

"It's okay, shall we try again?"

The girl cried even harder.

The second girl to go on stage wasn't in much better shape.

She didn't cry, but her face was flushed red the whole time, like a boiled shrimp, and her voice trembled like it was being electrocuted while she sang.

The high notes couldn't be reached, the low notes couldn't be lowered, and two lines of accompaniment were missing in the middle.

Gu Qing sang while trying to help her fill in the gaps, wishing she could sing for two people.

The third one, the fourth one...

Almost every ordinary person who went on stage could hardly say a complete sentence to him.

She was either choking up and crying, or her whole body turned as red as a shrimp.

The chorus performance was naturally quite poor.

Off-key, missing accompaniment, rushing the beat, slow beat...

Various problems have emerged one after another.

The more Gu Qingyue tried to intervene and guide the situation, the more the ordinary people cried, and the higher their voices soared.

The audience below the stage watched with great interest, laughing continuously.

Wang Han and Han Hong were laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight.

"Old Han, this is absolutely amazing!"

Wang Han waved his folding fan, his eyes narrowing with laughter.

Han Hong laughed so hard he slapped his thigh: "I've recorded so many episodes, and I've never seen anything like this!"

Gu Qing stood on the stage, looking at the "ordinary people" who were crying their eyes out, feeling helpless and unsure of what to do.

Despite being a disastrous chorus performance, it unexpectedly brought entertainment value to the variety show.

The reactions of those "ordinary people" may become a major highlight after the show airs.

……

The recording of the program ended at 5 pm.

Gu Qing declined the car arranged by the station and got into her own nanny van, preparing to leave.

But as soon as he got into the car, Han Hong chased after him.

"Xiao Gu! Don't go!" She yanked open the car door. "What happened to our dinner? What's with you running away?"

Gu Qing was both amused and exasperated: "Teacher Han Hong, I really have something to do..."

"Even if you have something to do, you still need to eat!"

Without giving him a chance to speak, Han Hong pulled him out of the car. "Come on, I'll treat you to something good! Old Wang and Director Hong are waiting!"

Gu Qing had no choice but to follow her.

The restaurant was a private kitchen arranged by the station, with an elegant environment. Several people were already seated in the private room.

Wang Han waved his folding fan and greeted him with a smile, "Little Gu, come, come, sit next to me!"

Hong Tao was also there, and his eyes lit up when he saw Gu Qing come in.

"Teacher Gu, please have a seat!"

Gu Qing sat down and had just picked up her teacup when her phone rang.

It's a video call.

He glanced at the caller ID—Teacher He.

The call connected, and Mr. He's face appeared on the screen. He was dressed casually, with a lush green tea plantation in the background.

"Xiao Gu!"

Teacher He waved with a smile, "I'm recording a program outside. I heard you came to the station, but unfortunately I can't make it back in time. Next time, I'll definitely treat you to a nice meal!"

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Teacher He, you're too kind. I made an appointment with Teacher Huang last time to have dinner at his house. Would you like to come too?"

"That's wonderful!"

Teacher He's eyes lit up. "Teacher Huang's cooking skills are top-notch! You'll see when you go!"

After exchanging a few words, Teacher He hung up the phone, not wanting to disturb his meal.

Gu Qing put down his phone and noticed that Han Hong was staring at him.

"what happened?"

Han Hong shook his head and sighed, "You're really popular, kid."

Wang Han waved his folding fan and laughed, "Old Han, are you jealous?"

"What am I jealous of?"

Han Hong raised her glass. "Come on, Xiao Gu, let me toast you! You don't need to drink, I'll drink!"

She drank it all in one gulp.

Gu Qing looked at the glass of wine, then silently picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The dinner party was very lively.

Han Hong was having a good time and started talking more. He talked about music, life, and ideals, and said that he wanted to collaborate with him on a song someday.

Wang Han occasionally cracked jokes to liven up the atmosphere. Hong Tao said a few words now and then, but most of the time he just smiled and looked at Gu Qing.

Gu Qing chatted with them, occasionally eating a few bites of food, but her mind was already on tomorrow's itinerary.

The dinner party ended at 9 p.m.

Han Hong held Gu Qing's hand, her eyes slightly red: "Little Gu, you're a good girl. I'm so happy today, really happy."

Gu Qing nodded: "Teacher Han Hong, you should get some rest."

"Don't call me teacher, call me sister!"

"...Sister Han Hong."

"Go."

Han Hong smiled with satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder, "If you get bullied in the industry in the future, remember to mention my name, and I'll help you get revenge!" Wang Han also came over and handed him an exquisite little box: "Xiao Gu, this is an ancient book from my collection. It's nothing valuable, just a small token of my appreciation. Take it back and have a look."

Gu Qing took the box, somewhat surprised: "Brother Han, this is too valuable..."

"What's so valuable about it?" Wang Han waved his hand. "It's vulgar to talk about money with things that belong to scholars. Just take it, consider it a gesture of friendship."

Looking at the box, Gu Qing could only say, "Thank you, Brother Han."

……

The plane took off into the night, pierced through the clouds, and flew towards Shanghai.

Gu Qing leaned back in her seat, closed her eyes, rubbed her temples, and looked somewhat tired.

"Boss, we've arrived," Zhao Ya whispered.

Gu Qing opened her eyes and looked out the window. The night sky of Shanghai was dazzling, with the lights of skyscrapers twinkling in the night sky.

He got off the plane, got into a car, and returned to the hotel.

After washing up and lying in bed, it was almost midnight.

He picked up his phone, intending to glance at it before going to sleep.

Then, the phone rang.

It was a video call from Zhao Liying.

Gu Qing clicked to connect.

A chubby face appeared on the screen, its eyes squinting into crescent moons with a smile.

"younger brother--!"

A voice full of energy came out.

"Sister Liying, why aren't you asleep yet, it's so late?" Gu Qing asked weakly.

"I can't sleep," Zhao Liying said, lying on the bed and swinging her legs. "I miss you."

Gu Qing: "..."

I watched your interview.

Zhao Liying smiled mischievously, "You said you fall in love with the female lead when you're filming? So when you were filming 'The Journey of Flower,' did you fall in love with me too?"

Gu Qing sighed.

Since that interview aired, he has been harassed by countless phone calls from female celebrities he has worked with.

Without exception, everyone was happy and secretly pleased.

Zhao Liying, who prides herself on being a strong woman, is no exception.

"Yes, yes, Sister Liying, I did like you, okay?" he said weakly.

“It’s that I like you, not that I used to like you.” Zhao Liying corrected her seriously, “You can’t add the word ‘used to’.”

Gu Qing said helplessly, "Fine, I like you."

"Hehe!" Zhao Liying laughed so hard her eyes crinkled.

"How many times have I said this? Aren't you tired of hearing it?"

"I never get tired of listening to it, I never get tired of listening to it."

Zhao Liying was even happier and rolled around on the bed.

"As an actor, getting into character is of course the most basic requirement."

Gu Qing retorted, "Don't you like me because you're not in character?"

"I like you~ Of course I like you!"

Zhao Liying's voice was like sparkling water, incredibly sweet. But then she shyly insisted:

"Hmph, my sister is a professional actress too."

Gu Qing looked at the rosy, round face on the screen and couldn't help but laugh.

"Little brother, do you know when the release date for 'Duckweed' will be set?" Zhao Liying asked.

Since leaving the film crew and living a carefree and happy life with Gu Qing, every day has been torture for her.
Gu Qing thought for a moment: "I haven't received any notification either. It could be in October or December."

"Little brother, do you think our film has a chance of being released during the Spring Festival?"

Zhao Liying expressed some anticipation, saying, "Logically speaking, there's a chance for comedy films."

"how is this possible?"

Gu Qing laughed, "I invested in this film, and it doesn't involve any of those big production companies. With so many people vying for limited spots during the Spring Festival season, how could we possibly squeeze in?"

"All right……"

Zhao Liying's voice lowered, "I think that if we go into the Spring Festival film season, at least you won't lose money."

Gu Qing was stunned for a moment.

So that's what she was worried about.

What's been troubling Zhao Liying the most lately is the fear that "Sisters Who Make Waves" will lose money.

Gu Qing's investment in the production helped her get the script back.

She was so moved that her eyes almost turned into little steamed buns from crying, and she was afraid that she would cause Gu Qing to lose money because of her.

As a result, he would occasionally have nightmares, dreaming that the movie would flop and Gu Qing would lose everything.

"Do not worry."

Gu Qing said softly, "Our two collaborative projects have never lost money."

He was just offering a casual word of comfort.

But in the video on her phone, Zhao Liying's round face instantly turned bright red.

Her heart was pounding, and she couldn't hide her joy.

He said "the two of us"...

He said, "Our two collaborative projects..."

Zhao Liying smiled foolishly, perfectly embodying the saying "love makes you silly for three years."

Looking at her reaction, Gu Qing suddenly felt a little guilty.

He glanced at the other messages flashing on his phone—a message from his senior sister: "Goodnight, my Qi Yu...", and a message from Jing Tian: "Are you asleep, Master?"...

How do time management masters do it?
He felt mentally exhausted after dealing with just a few people.

"Little brother, you should rest now."

Zhao Liying finally came to her senses and said with concern, "I won't bother you anymore."

She hung up the phone on her own initiative.

Gu Qing put down her phone and let out a long sigh.

"Oh no... I'm so guilty, I'm such a jerk!"

He lay down on the bed, pulled the covers up, and went straight to sleep.

forget about it.

Let's sleep first and talk about it later.

……

The next day.

A new day begins, and Gu Qing is fully recharged.

The days of being a scumbag are over; today, he's a sunny and cheerful young man again.

Early in the morning, he took a car to the venue where the exhibition match would be held that evening.

Whether it was Tencent's deliberate attempt to generate buzz or not, the venue they chose was the Mercedes-Benz Arena in Shanghai, the official venue for League of Legends.

They clearly want to stir things up after the exhibition match, such as a gimmick like "Honor of Kings challenging League of Legends".

This is also a common marketing and traffic generation method.

Since they're all their own games, there's not much of a conflict between them.

Gu Qing arrived at the venue, expecting to be the first artist to arrive.

But as soon as I sat down in the lounge chair—

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a knock on the door.

"younger brother!"

"younger brother!"

Two beautiful and tall figures appeared at the door.

Gu Qing turned around in confusion and exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Mi, Sister Reba? You're here so early?"

Yang Mi wore a smart black suit, her long hair cascading down her shoulders, her makeup exquisite, and her peach blossom eyes curved into crescents when she smiled, exuding charm.

Dilraba wore a light blue dress, which made her skin look as white as snow and her features three-dimensional, fully showing the characteristics of an exotic beauty.

She stood behind Yang Mi and waved shyly at Gu Qing.

"It's not very early, we just arrived too."

Yang Mi walked in confidently and plopped down in the chair next to Gu Qing. "What, not welcome?"

Gu Qing smiled: "Welcome, of course you're welcome."

Yang Mi went all out to ensure the mission's success.

If one seduction tactic doesn't work, then use two!
Knowing that today was the only chance to trick...uh...coax Gu Qing into joining the film crew, Dilraba specially dressed up.

Standing in front of Gu Qing at this moment, I felt a little nervous, but also a little expectant.

"Little brother, is your finger feeling any better?"

After exchanging greetings, Dilraba quickly approached Gu Qing, her beautiful eyes lowered as she looked at his long, slender fingers and asked with concern.

This is also what she feels most guilty about.

During the filming of "Running Man", Gu Qing condescended to use his hand as a cushion to protect her forehead in order to protect her.

She kept it in mind all along, and Dilraba herself has lost count of how many times she's watched the replays of the show.

"Sister Reba, it's been so long, you're all better now." Gu Qing smiled and opened her left hand.

"Is it ready? Let me see!"

A fragrant breeze wafted over, and Yang Mi walked over, took Gu Qing's hand in her smooth, slender white hand, and carefully examined it from left to right.

Gu Qing was stunned for a moment.

This is... trying to take advantage of someone else?

He was about to pull his hand away when—

"Hiss... What are you doing?"

Yang Mi's pretty face suddenly flushed red, and she squeezed and pressed Gu Qing's fingers hard with both hands.

Gu Qing instinctively pulled her hand away.

"what?"

Yang Mi's entire face was contorted with tension as she clenched her teeth, preventing Gu Qing from pulling his hand away. "Of course, I want to aggravate your injury! I have to win today's match!"

Gu Qing: "..."

Zhao Ya, who was standing next to her, covered her mouth and laughed so hard her shoulders were shaking.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

Dilraba was so frightened that her pretty face turned pale. She panicked and became incoherent, anxiously looking around, wanting to reach out and pull Yang Mi away, but not daring to touch her. "My brother's hand has just healed, don't do this!"

"You've gone too far with this underhanded tactic, haven't you?"

Gu Qing was both amused and exasperated. "Even if you break two of my fingers, I can still hit you without any problem."

Yang Mi's movements looked big, but she didn't actually use much strength.

He simply didn't have time to react at first.

at last,

As Dilraba tickled him, Yang Mi finally let go.

"Baba Bao, which company's artist are you?!"

Yang Mi was furious at Dilraba's betrayal and, hands on her hips, yelled, "You little vixen, you're a heartless traitor!"

"I...I didn't..." Dilraba explained in a panic, "I was afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm scared... I'm scared..."

Dilraba blushed and, seeing Gu Qing looking at her, quickly lowered her head, becoming increasingly hesitant as she spoke.

Zhao Ya watched this scene silently from behind, her eyes narrowing into slits with a smile.

The boss is indeed the boss.

It's so satisfying to watch a drama of jealousy and rivalry so early in the morning.

"Gu Qing, why are you criticizing me on WeChat Moments?!"

After scolding Dilraba, Yang Mi put her hands on her hips and held a grudge.

Can't you tell I'm speaking up for you?

"I could tell," Gu Qing said truthfully.

"I can tell you're still going to argue with me!"

Yang Mi, furious, grabbed Gu Qing's lip with both hands and said through gritted teeth, "I'm going to kill you!"

She was so upset after being rebuked that night that she held a grudge until now.

Seeing Gu Qing sitting in the chair with such an indifferent expression, he was instantly furious.

"Sigh, I was wrong, okay?"

Gu Qing didn't want to reason with an angry woman, so he raised his hands in surrender.

"no!"

Yang Mi was still having fun, and pressed her palm against Gu Qing's cheek, squeezing hard. "If an apology is enough, what's the point of having the police?! You have to compensate me!"

Before Gu Qing could reply, she quickly said in one breath:

"Do you remember when I sent you the script for 'Three Lives Three Worlds'?"

"You said you didn't have time then, but I made sure to save it until now! The month is almost over now, you should have time now, right?"

"If you're not here this month, I'll wait until next month! If you're not here next month, I'll wait until the month after that!"

"I'll wait until I'm old and haggard before I make my husband wait! How can you bear to make two beautiful young women like us wait for you?"

After saying it all in one breath, Yang Mi puffed out her cheeks, blinked her big eyes, and started acting cute despite her age.

Gu Qing's lips twitched as he looked at her.

"Honey, your true colors have finally come out."

He reached out and brushed the hands off his cheeks.

"Besides, Sister Baba is indeed a beautiful young woman. But you... you're married now, what does that have to do with being a 'young woman'?"

These words were spoken.

Yang Mi's smile vanished.

She stared at Gu Qing expressionlessly, her usually gentle peach blossom eyes now devoid of any smile.

Dilraba's laughter stopped abruptly.

The atmosphere in the lounge froze instantly.

A bead of cold sweat broke out on Zhao Ya's forehead.

broken……

The boss is about to be strangled!

The air was silent for three seconds.

Then--

"Gu—Qing—!"

Yang Mi's scream echoed throughout the rest room.

She lunged at him, grabbed Gu Qing by the neck with both hands, and shook him violently.

"I'll fight you to the death!!"

Gu Qing was so dizzy from being shaken that he quickly begged for mercy, "I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"Where did I go wrong?!"

I shouldn't have called you old!

"You really do think I'm old!!"

Yang Mi pinched even harder, almost crying with anger.

For female celebrities, nothing is more sensitive than age.

to this end,

Countless female celebrities spend huge sums of money on skincare, fearing that people will say they have even a single wrinkle.

Gu Qing's words were like a critical blow to Yang Mi's heart, instantly breaking her defenses.

"Sister Honey, Sister Honey, your brother didn't mean it. You're not old at all."

Dilraba was pacing anxiously beside her.

"Shut up! He's not talking about you being old!!"

"..."

Faced with the noisy room, Zhao Ya silently withdrew and closed the door behind her.

Boss, good luck to you.

……

...(End of this chapter)