Gu Beichen was rejected so bluntly, what more could he say?
He couldn’t just pester her endlessly.
As for the online gossip, they decided to handle it coolly, neither confirming nor denying it; the buzz would naturally fade over time.
The entertainment industry is full of headlines, and soon their little matters wouldn’t even matter, especially since gossip news in the industry is never scarce, appearing endlessly one wave after another.
To avoid paparazzi following them, Chu Ci and Gu Beichen didn’t leave the café together. Instead, about half an hour after Gu Beichen left, Chu Ci and Han Xi exited the café.
The two had just stepped out of the café under an umbrella when a black car sped by, splashing muddy rainwater onto Chu Ci’s clothes.
Chu Ci raised her voice in displeasure, seeing her snow-white trench coat stained and dirty: "This is really unlucky, is the driver sick or what?"
Han Xi glanced at Chu Ci’s clothes and then patted her shoulder: "Alright, don’t be mad. There’s a mall ahead, I’ll go buy a new one for you to change into."
Chu Ci, a cleanliness freak, couldn’t stand having stains on her clothes for even a minute.
"Okay." With that, Chu Ci took off her coat, revealing a chiffon long dress underneath, shivering from the cold.
After getting into the car, Han Xi leaned over to turn on the heater before steering onto the main road and driving away.
They stopped at a nearby mall, with Han Xi asking Chu Ci to wait in the car as she went in alone under an umbrella.
After picking out a coat for Chu Ci, Han Xi walked out of the women’s clothing store with a bag, only to have an unexpected encounter with Lu Jingwei.
She was walking alongside a middle-aged bald man, with a face full of brute force, a thick gold chain hanging around his neck, looking like a tasteless nouveau riche.
A bodyguard followed behind them, carrying bags of luxury items.
Han Xi looked at the pot-bellied middle-aged man, thinking he was not only ugly but downright nauseating.
Bumping into Han Xi, Lu Jingwei didn’t feel awkward. Instead, she smiled and leaned closer to the middle-aged man: "President Wang, this is my sister-in-law, Han Xi."
This President Wang looked at Han Xi with ill-intentioned eyes, yet his claws heavily squeezed Lu Jingwei’s body.
"You’re so annoying." Lu Jingwei quipped, the corners of her vermillion lips curling.
The middle-aged man ignored Lu Jingwei, his gaze unabashedly fixed on Han Xi: "Miss Han is really pretty."
Han Xi’s eyes, cool and watery, exuded disgust as she turned to leave, intending not to speak with them.
"Could Miss Han leave a contact number? If you need anything, I will spare no effort to help. I can buy you anything you want."
The man behind her persistently called out.
Han Xi didn’t stop, feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit, thinking how there really are all kinds of people.
Even a man , Lu Jingwei is interested in?
Lu Jing reached out to wrap her arms around the middle-aged man’s waist, but unfortunately, both arms couldn’t encircle it: "President Wang wouldn’t have his eyes on my sister-in-law, would you?"
"You understand me best. Is there any way to make your sister-in-law obedient? If you can deal with this, I’ll buy you anything you want."
"Sure, I’ll find a way."