Has Big Shot Fallen in Love Today?-Chapter 872: I Want to Go on Vacation with Gu Shiting

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Chapter 872: Chapter 872: I Want to Go on Vacation with Gu Shiting

Later, Sheng Tang laughed about it for a long time.

It was really quite amusing.

Gu Jiahui, on the other hand, was quite embarrassed.

He made a complete mess of the kitchen, with the stove covered in rice soup, the pot blackened and sticky, and he even knocked over a bottle of vinegar.

This bottle of vinegar, according to Cheng Lichuan, was brought back by his colleague from a business trip to Xi’an, worth over two hundred, and it was the most expensive condiment in the kitchen, which ended up being wasted by Gu Jiahui.

So, when Cheng Lichuan returned home, he gave him a good scolding before starting to clean up.

Sheng Tang wanted to help, but she truly couldn’t manage, not knowing where to even start.

She was never good at housework.

"...What were you thinking? Did your phone run out of battery? With so many nearby takeout places, none caught your fancy? You had to ruin my kitchen and spill my vinegar?" Cheng Lichuan lamented.

Sheng Tang couldn’t stop laughing on the side.

After taking the painkillers, she felt relaxed, finally free of pain, and had the energy to pick jokes.

Gu Jiahui was very embarrassed, weakly muttering: "Could you say less? You’re so naggy, Sisi might be scared away by you."

Sheng Tang laughed heartily.

Wang Sisi was also helpless, laughing along on the side.

Cheng Lichuan: "..."

He felt as if he was playing both the roles of brother and father, neither his son nor his daughter-in-law were easy to manage, and his wife wasn’t on his side either.

Eventually, they ordered takeout for dinner.

Cheng Lichuan cleaned up for most of the day to get the kitchen back in order.

After dinner, Sheng Tang wanted to go for a walk, but it was not very feasible in the city center.

Gu Jiahui asked her, "Are you feeling okay?"

"Just for that moment, now it’s fine, the painkillers really work," Sheng Tang said.

Gu Jiahui nodded.

He personally drove and took Sheng Tang to a small road in the suburbs, not far from his family villa; he used to run there frequently.

There weren’t many people on the road, the environment was dim.

Sheng Tang and he walked slowly.

The night wind in late August brought coolness, and the heat was almost gone.

"Gu Jiahui, I want to go on vacation," Sheng Tang said, "It might be for a week."

"Alright," Gu Jiahui said, "but I don’t have the time to accompany you, I’m quite busy recently. Where do you want to go? You can take your manager and assistant."

Sheng Tang hesitated and didn’t respond directly.

She walked silently forward, staring at the shadows of herself and Gu Jiahui.

The sparse street lights stretched their shadows very long and faint.

Gu Jiahui suddenly realized what was happening.

"You’ve already made arrangements?" he asked, his voice unconsciously lowering.

Sheng Tang nodded, "I arranged it with Zhou Yu and Qin Lin, and Gu Shiting."

Gu Jiahui’s eyebrows furrowed deeply.

He tried hard to keep himself from saying anything discouraging.

He was silent too.

"Don’t let the media get pictures," Gu Jiahui finally said, "If you get photographed, it will mess up my plans!"

If the media caught wind of it, Yang Mingming would find out. Perhaps to her, it would seem like Sheng Tang had abandoned Gu Jiahui, and his allure to her might diminish.

With competition, he becomes a rare commodity, and Yang Mingming would keep him in mind.

And the competitor, preferably, would be someone she dislikes like Sheng Tang.

"I know, I won’t let that happen," Sheng Tang said, "Don’t worry."

Gu Jiahui nodded.

Sheng Tang changed the subject, asking him, "How’s your vacation?"

Bringing that up, Gu Jiahui’s mood lightened a bit.

"Pretty good, the board really appreciates my results. If we can make a few more good movies, maybe I won’t need ten years; in five years I might go back to headquarters as CEO," Gu Jiahui said.

Gu Jiahui’s father’s company was mostly under his father’s control. In the end, the board was his father’s realm.

His efforts were for his father to see.

"Sheng Tang, I’m planning to start a subsidiary production company," Gu Jiahui suddenly said.