Chapter 1332 - Walking In The Backlight (8)

The studio was a little understaffed lately. Liang Che had to follow an artist by himself, who happened to be in the same film and television base with Ming Shu.

So…

He would meet her every time.

…Then give her a ride home.

Who the hell knew why he was doing that.

“What dirt have you got on her?” Ming Shu and Liang Che hid in the dark together, and she approached curiously.

The girl’s presence invaded his world in an instant.

Liang Che almost lost his focus.

“Miss Wen Di.”

Liang Che turned his head and looked at her calmly.

The latter smiled even brighter. “Yes, here I am.”

“Don’t you need to be acting?” Why did she follow him around all day? And interrupt his work!

“My part is finished. I’m very idle.”

“…”

Liang Che thought about her present situation. In addition to Fenghua, she had no other schedules and arrangements…

Was there any problem with her brain?

She had come to such a miserable end yet was still in the mood to follow him.

Liang Che took two pictures absentmindedly, then turned his head to find she had left.

A faint sense of lost actually rose in his heart.

Liang Che frowned slightly.

Did he care so much about her existence?

To be honest, these days, she’d always been showing up around him. He didn’t know why he allowed her to stay with him.

Liang Che breathed and buckled up to continue his work.

Ming Shu never showed up afterward.

…

Ming Shu received a call from Director He saying that a scene needed to be re-shot in the morning, so she returned to the set.

After finishing that, Director He held her up and talked about the script with her for tomorrow.

When everything had been settled, it was already dark outside.

“Hurry, let’s go and see…”

“Is this true or just rumor…”

Some people ran past her one after another. Ming Shu thought it was strange that they didn’t salute her.

This was not right!

Most of them ran in one direction. Ming Shu thought for a moment, then also headed that way.

Snacks are matched well with shows!

Outside the set next door, a distinctive Rolls-Royce limited edition was parked. It was said to be a global limit, the kind that money wouldn’t be enough to buy.

How many snacks could it exchange for?

What a waste.

Ming Shu listened for a while and learned the matter roughly. It seemed that this rich lord had come to visit someone on the set with fresh flowers.

“Gu Xi…”

Ming Shu caught a name from the chatter.

Her cheap sister, who had no blood ties with her at all, but must be her younger sister?

So the snacks… No, the Rolls-Royce’s owner should be the president of some Fengheng Group?

Ming Shu’s conjecture was soon confirmed. A man in a suit and tie, holding a petite but cute Gu Xi, walked out surrounded by bodyguards.

With so many people looking on, Gu Xi didn’t dare to look up and just buried her head in Lord President’s arms.

Ming Shu stared at the president.

She seemed to see…

A capital X.

It was right on the president’s face.

Ming Shu checked other people around her and confirmed that the president was the only person who had this on his face.

Was an Apocalypse Pagoda lover’s hobby so unique?

Why did he get a cross on his face?

The Apocalypse Pagoda said these people once stayed in the pagoda and they were soul-transferred. So when they were here in this world, they were kind of like fake protagonists…

Those were not the exact words that the Apocalypse Pagoda used, but the meaning was similar.

Ming Shu watched Gu Xi put into the car, and then the Lord President himself also got in the car.

Ming Shu threw Little Beastie out. “Go puncture his tire.”

Little Beastie: “…”

Poop-picker, what the hell do you think I am!

Little Beastie was so angry that it punctured all his tires!

I hate my poop-picker the most!

She abuses animals!

She only cares about her little demon!

That hairless, ugly man!

The onlookers watched the car move and then stop. The tires deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone: “…”

The president’s priceless limited edition car had all its tires flat at the same time.

Was it a fake product?

[Wen Di V: Be careful when you want to pretend to be something. [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] ]

The first two pictures were the president holding Gu Xi in his arms and stepping outside very pretentiously, which was enviable to anyone who witnessed it.

The last picture was the miserable situation about the tires.

[Taking the front row and waiting to see a show.]

[What is happening?]

[Someone posted it just now. This man is Hengfeng’s president! The girl he’s holding seems to be a newbie. Ahhh, I also want to be held like that by the president.]

[Hahahaha, is my Dizi present? This is the scene of what we call a car accident.]

[I think I should @Rolls-Royce here.]

[Is it a fake product? Rolls-Royce is equipped with explosion-proof tires. How can this happen? This is totally unscientific!]

Many people pointed that out, and the comment section became a communication area for big wigs.

Even if they were solid tires, not to mention the explosion-proof ones, if Little Beastie wanted to puncture them, it could do that.

I have my little beast and the whole world!

The crowd couldn’t see what was going on in the car. But something like this happened, so presumably the people inside were too embarrassed to get out.

Later, the bodyguards came forward to disperse the crowd, and the president got out of the car with Gu Xi still in his arms, changing into another car.

However, as they got into other cars, they were all scrapped suddenly.

Cui Jingyang’s expression became gloomy. He was put into such an awkward situation in front of Gu Xi, how could he still use his president’s imposing manner before her in the future?

“Boss Cui, something is not right.”

Cui Jingyang swept a cold gaze over. Didn’t he know that?

It was weird enough that his car had a problem, now so many cars were having problems at the same time.

“Mr. Cui, I’m fine. I don’t have to go to the hospital,” Gu Xi said carefully. “I’m a little hungry. I asked my assistant to buy some porridge just now. It’s in my limo over there. If it’s possible, Mr. Cui, would you like to join me?”

Gu Xi’s words just gave Cui Jingyang an out.

Cui Jingyang nodded.

He got out of the car with Gu Xi and walked toward her limo.

The crowd was dispersed a little by the bodyguards, but there were still many onlookers.

Ming Shu stood there and was very eye-catching. Gu Xi noticed her at a glance.

Perhaps Gu Xi’s expression changed and Cui Jingyang noticed it; he also followed her line of sight.

Ming Shu waved to greet her with a smiling face.

Gu Xi frowned slightly and glanced at Cui Jingyang.

Cui Jingyang stared in that direction and seemed to be stunned.

“Mr. Cui?”

Gu Xi called him twice before Cui Jingyang came back to himself. Gu Xi looked over at Ming Shu again. A hint of disgust flashed across her beautiful eyes.

…

#Hengfeng Group’s President Visits A Newbie on Set, Luxury Cars All Having Tires Punctured#

The gossip crowd talked about this news happily.

And Gu Xi’s identity was also exposed.

Originally they thought her to be a newbie that had been taken by the president with hidden rules, but it turned out she was the Gu family’s young miss.

But the Gu family was far away from Hengfeng Group, so there were still some people thinking that Gu Xi was trying to marry up.

For a time, negative news about Gu Xi also poured out.

But with the help of the Gu family and Cui Jingyang, that news didn’t survive long.

The gossip people couldn’t talk about Gu Xi, so they turned their attention to Hengfeng’s president. Discussions about his car tires getting punctured when he visited on set began to rise.

He was a president, yet had his car tires punctured when coming to pick up a girl.

This was a textbook case of failure in pursuing girls.

Of course, more were wondering how it happened.

The netizens went wild with their imaginations, ranging from fake cars to all kinds of supernatural things and strange tales.