Sheng Tang was chatting with some girls.
She casually glanced over and saw Gu Jiahui, which made her feel a bit nauseous.
Really annoyed by this person.
However, many girls in the class had an infatuation, blushing and their hearts racing at the sight of him.
He was indeed very handsome, with that kind of delicate, boyish charm that girls at this age loved the most.
"It’s Gu Jiahui!"
"He’s here to see you again, Sheng Tang!"
"Sheng Tang, what’s your relationship with him anyway?" Some girls asked, their tone tinged with jealousy.
Sheng Tang immediately retorted, "Go and ask him yourself, how would I know?"
The girl turned her face away, looking very aggrieved.
Sheng Tang walked towards the classroom door.
Just as she passed the podium, someone bumped into her.
Sheng Tang barely steadied herself and saw that it was Qi Lin with a dark expression.
Qi Lin had just stormed in from outside, seething with anger.
Sheng Tang thought the grudges between them were settled, so his anger shouldn’t be directed at her.
She stepped aside to let him pass.
Whether it was her imagination or not, Qi Lin also stepped towards her, seemingly very unwilling to let her go out to see Gu Jiahui.
However, he seemed to have just taken the wrong direction, and taking advantage of Sheng Tang’s inattention, he swerved to the left and returned to his seat.
Sheng Tang was baffled.
Gu Jiahui, standing at the door, saw everything clearly.
The two of them stood in the corridor outside the class, drawing the attention of many students passing by.
"Was that classmate just now jealous?" Gu Jiahui asked with a smile, "Is he your new boyfriend, not letting you talk to me?"
Sheng Tang ignored his provocation and didn’t bother to respond, "Do you need something?"
"Can’t I come to you if I don’t need anything?" Gu Jiahui said, "You’ve changed your phone and are using a new WeChat. I don’t have your contact information anymore."
"Then just don’t contact me."
Gu Jiahui laughed, "Really? I have a lot of interesting images to share with you."
Sheng Tang knew what he wanted to say.
Her phone had disappeared for no reason, likely stolen by someone sent by Gu Jiahui.
He had copied her photos and chat records.
All of them related to Gu Shiting.
"... I can also send them to you at night, if you’re not afraid of the dark," Gu Jiahui added.
Sheng Tang: "..."
She didn’t like deleting messages. It was a habit from years of work. Her phone was managed by her assistant and agent, and they didn’t dare to delete anything for fear of missing information.
Although she had a good memory and generally didn’t forget anything.
Besides messages from Gu Shiting, there were also messages from Song Chen in her phone.
Song Chen had mentioned Gu Shiting’s illness several times.
His illness was still confidential to the public as it concerned the Huishi Group’s successor issue.
Now, Gu Jiahui knew.
Of course, he had no evidence. Song Chen’s identity was not public, and he didn’t hold a position within Huishi Group.
"I’m definitely not afraid of the dark." Sheng Tang quickly regained her composure and smiled at Gu Jiahui, "But you better watch out walking at night, lest you encounter ghosts."
Gu Jiahui laughed.
From the perspective of the students watching, the two seemed to be talking and laughing, with a very good relationship.
If only Sheng Tang were a bit thinner, everyone would suspect that Gu Jiahui was pursuing her.
Gu Jiahui held back his laughter, "Can we add each other on WeChat, Tangtang? I’m very sincere and don’t want to lose touch with you."
Sheng Tang shook her head, "Forget it."
After a pause, she added, "Don’t call me Tangtang, only family can call me that."
In her messages, Gu Shiting also called her: Tangtang.
Gu Jiahui’s heart skipped a beat inexplicably, like it was gently pinched by a hand, not painful, just a tight squeeze.