CHAPTER 434: CHAPTER 432: WHEN DO YOU PLAN TO GO PUBLIC?

Wen Shu looked up at him and, upon seeing the eager anticipation nearly spilling out of Qi Ming’s eyes, she bit her lip and gave a slight nod.

"Really?" Qi Ming’s voice instantly shot up in volume, "You really agreed?"

Wen Shu glanced at the onlookers attracted by Qi Ming’s outburst and reminded him in a low voice, "Keep it down a bit, everyone’s watching."

"Oh, oh, I’m just too excited." Qi Ming laughed like a child, taking her hand into his own, "Xiao Shu, you’re so nice."

"Idiot."

Now with a girlfriend, Qi Ming still retorted with a smile, "I’m not an idiot."

"Stop smiling already. Don’t think that just because I agreed to you, I won’t mind you and Wen Qiao."

Wen Shu made a motion to withdraw her hand.

Qi Ming quickly tightened his grip, explaining, "The ’cp’ with Wen Qiao is just something the netizens put together on their own, there’s nothing I can do about their thoughts, right? And you know my relationship with Wen Qiao; she’s got my little uncle. Once they go public, the whole ’cp’ thing will just dissolve."

Wen Shu paused, "When are they planning to go public?"

"They haven’t said." Qi Ming thought of the atmosphere between Wen Qiao and his little uncle when they were together, "But from what I see, it’ll be soon."

Wen Shu nodded, "They do indeed make a good match."

"We’re well-matched too."

"Ah Ming..."

"Hmm?" Qi Ming asked, "What’s wrong?"

Wen Shu looked at him with some difficulty, "Can we... not go public yet..."

"Sure." Qi Ming agreed readily, "You don’t need to say any more; I’m in the entertainment industry too, I understand the pros and cons. Dating is our business, and it has nothing to do with others."

Gratitude dissolved the difficulty in Wen Shu’s eyes, "Ah Ming, thank you."

"What’s to thank? We don’t need to say that word between us."

Qi Ming ruffled her hair, "You have another scene to shoot later, right? Go read the script first, I’ll stay here with you."

"Okay."

Wen Shu responded and lowered her head to look back at the script, the emotions fading from her eyes while her fingers unconsciously stroked the pages.

Were they about to go public?

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After dropping Cheng Jue off at his doorstep, Fu Jinghen drove straight to the company.

After tying up loose ends, the darkness of night had already descended outside the window; the streets bustled with traffic, and the lights shimmered in continuous strands, as if never pausing for anyone.

Having replied to Wen Qiao’s message, Fu Jinghen was about to stand when Qin Xiang’s call came through.

"President Fu, honor us with your presence for a gathering, all the brothers want to see what it’s like for an ordinary citizen to be on TV."

Fu Jinghen asked, "Where?"

"Holy shit? You agreed that quickly?"

Qin Xiang seemed caught off guard by Fu Jinghen’s swift response. After a brief pause, he provided an address.

After hanging up, Fu Jinghen sent a message to Wen Qiao to give her a heads-up, then grabbed his suit jacket and walked out of the office.

Just as he got into his car, Wen Qiao’s video call popped up.

She had just returned to the hotel and hadn’t even had time for dinner, completely worn out and sprawled on the couch.

As the video connected, Wen Qiao’s complaints could be heard, "Here I am in Hang City, working myself to death on set to make ends meet, while you’re in Jiang City enjoying the decadent nightlife. The world’s going to pot!"

"Then I won’t go, I’ll come home and video call with you."

"No need," Wen Qiao found a comfortable position, resting her head on her arm with the phone propped against the couch, "Standing someone up isn’t nice."