Sheng Tang first informed Secretary Jiahuai to quickly go to the hospital to see him.
Then, she asked Ai’ai to take the next flight back and visit Jiahuai on her behalf.
Cheng Lichuan, on the other hand, had already bought a plane ticket while on the phone. The flight was scheduled to take off in just over an hour, with a flight duration of two and a half hours, and would land no sooner than four hours later.
Ai’ai did not delay, hurried back to the hotel, packed briefly, and left.
Sheng Tang dialed Gu Jiahui’s number.
At first, no one answered.
Eventually, the call was picked up, and it was Song Chen’s voice: "Tangtang, it’s me, Song Chen."
Sheng Tang was slightly stunned.
Cheng Lichuan only mentioned that Gu Jiahui was injured and hospitalized but did not elaborate on how it happened, only that it was not serious and he was there for recuperation.
Suddenly hearing Song Chen’s voice, Sheng Tang’s mind was filled with ominous thoughts.
Her voice was a bit dry: "Brother Song, why are you answering?"
"We’ll talk when you get back," Song Chen said, "When will you return? Ting and I are both at the hospital."
"Ting is there too?"
"Yes."
Sheng Tang’s suspicions were confirmed. She directly asked, "Did he hurt Gu Jiahui?"
On the other end, Song Chen was momentarily silent, likely looking at Gu Shiting’s expression. After three seconds, he replied honestly, "Yes."
Sheng Tang: "..."
Her heart sank instantly.
For a moment, Sheng Tang’s mind went blank, and she spoke somewhat incoherently: "Is Gu Jiahui seriously injured? Will Ting take criminal responsibility?"
After speaking, she wished she could slap herself.
Is this what you should be saying?
Your current boyfriend was hurt by your ex, and instead of worrying about his life or death, you ask if your ex will go to jail for it?
Sheng Tang felt as cold and indifferent as Gu Jiahui at that moment.
She was silent briefly.
Song Chen’s voice seemed a bit more cheerful: "No, I will handle this. Young Master Gu had stitches; he is conscious and does not want to blow things up."
Sheng Tang responded with a hum.
Song Chen added, "Don’t worry, okay? Everything is fine, they are both fine."
Sheng Tang hummed again.
Song Chen asked again, "Are you busy, or are you catching a flight?"
"I can’t leave yet, the premiere isn’t over."
"Then you go ahead. I will hold the fort here; nothing will go wrong," said Song Chen.
Sheng Tang agreed.
She had delayed for half an hour outside, and some enthusiastic fans began to worry that she would leave halfway without interacting.
Fortunately, she came back.
Besides the enthusiastic fans, most of the audience were now too engrossed in the film to worry about Sheng Tang.
The film’s theme was fashion and workplace dynamics.
The director did an excellent job; the screenplay was good, the post-production editing was top-notch, and the three leading actors were attractive and skilled, making it a superb visual feast.
Most of the audience was immersed in the storyline, their emotions stirred by the plot.
When Sheng Tang came in, she did not feel any distraction from the audience, everyone was fully engaged.
"They really like this film." Sheng Tang thought, "The film will likely be very successful."
When Sheng Tang walked in, it was right at the scene where her character Zhao Beibei was breaking up with William.
Zhao Beibei proudly tilted her head and looked at William: "I really want to slap you, but I can’t bear to. I may not be important to you, but you mean a lot to me."
William’s eyes reddened slightly.
The audience, watching this, felt it was a pity.
William and Zhao Beibei were so well-matched; they seemed like a real couple. Qi Qi’s rekindled feelings for William failed to ignite the audience’s passion.
Because there wasn’t that mutual attraction in the performance between Wen Yu and William, whereas, between Zhao Beibei and William, there was an intense chemistry.