"I'm fine." Jiang Yansheng flipped his hair and moved Gu Ran's hand away with a repulsive attitude.
However, Gu Yan didn't cooperate. He looked at Jiang Yansheng seriously. "Walk a few steps first. Let me see if you sprained your ankle."
Jiang Yansheng rolled his eyes.
Xiao Chuyun, who was a step late, paused his footsteps.
He looked at his arm regretfully and thought doubtfully. Even though Jiang Yansheng was just holding him, he was the closest to him.
How could he be a little slower than Gu Yan?
Xiao Chuyun helped Gu Yiyi, who couldn't stand up on the ground. He took out a man's silk scarf from his pocket and handed it to Gu Yiyi.
"You have to perform on stage later. Fortunately, the skirt can cover your knee, so the wound won't be exposed."
Gu Yiyi subconsciously pushed away the stranger's hand that was too close to her.
Xiao Chuyun didn't move his hand at all. His smile was cold, but Gu Yiyi couldn't see it.
"Take it. You can wash it with clean water in the bathroom. Don't let it get infected."
Gu Yiyi bit her lower lip. She looked at the two people in front of her and asked softly and coldly, "Are you so gentle to everyone? Even Jiang Yansheng?"
Xiao Chuyun frowned. He didn't expect that Gu Yiyi would dare to say something like that when Jiang Yansheng was just a few steps away.
After Gu Yiyi took the silk scarf, the man's gold-rimmed eyes flashed coldly.
He rubbed his fingertips on his suit and said in a low voice, "Of course.
"That's only natural. A beautiful lady deserves to be treated gently."
…
Following Xiao Chuyun to find a seat with a nameplate, Jiang Yansheng remained silent.
She smelled the pleasant scent of cologne in the air.
It wasn't as intense as the clients she had met before. It was just a feeling of being wrapped around by strands of energy.
If Gu Yan's scent was like a flower petal, then Xiao Chuyun's was like a lotus floating in the air.
She suddenly smiled. "The perfume smells good."
"Do successful men like you usually like to spray some perfume everywhere?"
What a unique quirk.
Xiao Chuyun was amused. He shrugged. "What do you mean by 'like'? Who else have you met? "
His fingertips gently touched it and he suddenly said, "It's that Mr. Gu from just now, right? Speaking of which, you seem to have feelings for your ex-husband. Why are you here on a blind date? "
The smile on Jiang Yansheng's face froze. "What unrequited love? There's no such thing."
The two of them sat down, and the ceremony was about to begin.
He didn't notice if Jiang Yaru was there when he arrived. The venue was a little big, and Jiang Yansheng didn't see the woman after looking around for a while.
"What are you looking for?" The waiter beside Xiao Chuyun bowed respectfully with a plate. He took out two small cakes and asked for a paper plate. He placed it in front of Jiang Yansheng along with a plastic knife and fork.
"Here it is."
Jiang Yansheng lowered his head. "It's quite ritualistic. If I didn't know better, I would have thought we were having a western meal."
Xiao Chuyun's face was indifferent, and the thin glasses just blocked the emotions in his eyes. "Of course, there must be a sense of ritual in life. Otherwise, one day, one will get tired of everything being the same."
His voice left an indistinct ending, and soon lost that cold sense of distance.
He crossed his arms in front of his chest and said, "I heard from your sister that you can't control your weight when you eat sweets. I don't know that you're not an actress. Is it okay?"
Jiang Yansheng picked up his fork proudly. "It's fine. I can control myself."
The lights on the ceiling suddenly dimmed by two thirds, and the background music of the ceremony began to play. Jiang Yansheng was a little regretful as he ate and looked around. "I still don't know where Jiang Yaru will be sitting. I thought I could pick my own seat, but who knew there would be a name tag."
Xiao Chuyun smiled. "She should be sitting with the crew. I'll call you when the awards are announced. The camera will cut to a few nominees, and you can find her then."
"Also, since you're here to watch the show."
"How can you be so close to her?"
"Isn't it more interesting to do it quietly?"
After the lengthy annual report on the stage, the host began to liven up the atmosphere. When the hype reached its climax, the host suddenly put down the microphone. "Today, we have a mysterious special guest!"
"You should know that it's very difficult to book a guest's time. We are very lucky to be able to invite her to our stage despite our busy schedule …"
"She is … Gu Yiyi!"
The host waved his hand passionately. The curtain behind him opened, and the spotlight shone on the center of the stage.
It was a black, low-key, and luxurious piano.
As soon as Gu Yiyi's name was mentioned, the audience burst into thunderous applause.
The corners of Jiang Yansheng's mouth twitched uncomfortably. She looked up at the big screen on both sides, which showed Gu Yiyi's luxurious and shiny dress from a close distance.
The person sitting close to Gu Yiyi was, of course, Gu Yan.
The man, who had been in a bad mood just now, now had a cold expression on his face, and his eyes were as dark as the surface of a frozen lake. He was slightly absent-minded, and he didn't even hear what Gu Yiyi said with her small mouth pouted.
Gu Yiyi's face was still reflected on the big screen, and it was visible to the naked eye that she stiffened for a moment. Then, an assistant came out of nowhere and quickly helped her out. She held Gu Yiyi's hand and accompanied her step by step to the stage.
Jiang Yansheng smiled and supported her chin with her hand, watching the camera move along with Gu Yiyi's movements.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that every time Gu Yiyi walked in high heels, she wanted to crush the floor.
As soon as Gu Yiyi sat down on the chair, the sparse applause from the audience instantly stopped, and Gu Yiyi was no longer as sharp as before.
When her slender fingers rested on the piano keys, her personality seemed to rise by four or five levels.
Jiang Yansheng was deep in thought. It seemed that music could indeed purify a person, but it didn't seem to be able to purify a person's nature.
When the first note rang, Jiang Yansheng could tell that it was a piece of classical music that she couldn't name. The people sitting around her were all actors that she was familiar with, but she couldn't name them. Everyone was holding their breath, as if they could really integrate into this so-called music festival.
It was dull.
Jiang Yansheng felt that the small cake in her mouth was a little too sweet. She suddenly bent over and said to Xiao Chuyun in a low voice, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Xiao Chuyun could tell what she was thinking at a glance, so he smiled and made a hand gesture. "Go and come back soon."
…
After escaping from the boring venue with great difficulty, Jiang Yansheng squatted in a single room and scrolled through her phone in boredom. She didn't know how she swiped it, but she didn't know why she saw a group of photos sent by Gu Yan.
At five o 'clock in the afternoon, there were nine photos of Gu Yisheng twisting left and right on the ground and biting his tail, which looked very weird.
Thinking of the cat tree that would arrive in two days, Jiang Yansheng smiled silently.
She didn't know what she was thinking, but she suddenly pressed the phone against her chest, and the smile on her face disappeared.
It wasn't her cat. Why did she care so much?
The phone in her hand suddenly shook, and then the man's deep and magnetic voice could clearly be heard in the small compartment.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Yansheng was so scared by the man's sudden voice that she almost dropped her phone. She hurriedly took the phone in front of her, and was shocked to find that her hand had accidentally pressed the voice call button.
She had accidentally called, but she didn't expect Gu Yan to pick up.
Jiang Yansheng covered her mouth and directly hung up the phone. She rubbed her forehead with a headache.
This was Gu Yiyi's high-profile concert. As the audience that Gu Yiyi was most looking forward to, Gu Yan actually didn't seriously immerse himself in it? He was a sinner.
Calculating the time, Gu Yiyi's performance was almost over. Jiang Yansheng touched up her lipstick in front of the mirror and almost ran into the man's arms as soon as she walked out of the door.
Jiang Yansheng stood firm with her eyes wide open. She sneered. "Why is Mr. Gu in such a good mood to come to the ladies' room again?"
She waved her hands and poked her head in from Gu Ran's point of view. "Who are you trying to peek at?" she asked.
"I remember that Miss Gu is still on the stage …"
Gu Yan's eyes were cold. "Looking at you."
Jiang Yansheng was speechless. She pushed Gu Yan's chest. "Don't block the door. What if someone is inside?"
Gu Yan looked at her coldly. "No, you're the only one who came out at this time."
Jiang Yansheng was amused. "So you're here to criticize me because you think that I didn't appreciate Miss Gu's wonderful music?"
Gu Yan frowned. "That's not what I meant."
Jiang Yansheng walked past him and said casually, "Since you're not here to scold me, I'm relieved. Mr. Gu, please step aside. I'm so skinny that I can't go out if you stand at the door."
She looked up at Gu Yan, and her wrist was suddenly held tightly by the man in the same place.
She didn't even put cold water on it because she didn't feel anything just now. Now that the man touched her wrist, it started to hurt again.
She was confused and scolded him for being crazy.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yansheng stopped in his tracks in annoyance. "Can you let go? You're hurting me. "
The man abruptly loosened his grip.
What replaced the apology was a soft, feathery kiss.
Her heartbeat was faster than any words, which reflected her current mood.
It was as fast as if she was sick.
Jiang Yansheng looked down. From her angle, she could see the man's side profile. He was handsome and well-defined.
The man didn't move his lips away. His eyes were like the deep sea that could make people drown in it, and he quietly restrained all the hostility he had shown just now.
She could tell from his name that he was a hot-tempered man. How could he have such a quiet side?
Why was he bending down in front of her?
Jiang Yansheng pursed her lips and smiled.
She wanted to escape, but she didn't want to move her hand away.
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