At this time, some people have thought that the last bracelet incident was also solved by Mr. Gu for Song Qiao. It seems that Mr. Gu treats this Song Qiao really differently...
But Gu Jingting was famous in the business world for not being flirtatious with women. Many people tried to use beauties to please him, but all failed. How could Song Qiao be so capable that he could win over this big boss?
Producer Zhang and Mr. He looked at each other secretly. They couldn't tell what Mr. Gu meant now, and neither of them dared to move.
Song Qiao was also caught off guard by Gu Jingting's sudden change.
She hesitated for a moment, then simply told the truth: "Thank you, Mr. Gu, for your support, but I know very well that with my current reputation, it is a rare luck to get the second female lead. The first female lead... I don't dare to ask for it."
She really never thought about competing for the female lead from the beginning. The pie is too big, how can she dream of reaching the top in one step?
When Song Qiao said these words, everyone showed expressions of understanding.
Apart from anything else, Rong Luoyin seems to be in the same company as her. I don't know if Mr. Gu's thigh is firmly in his arms, but he is just competing for a role with a popular senior, unless she doesn't want to do it anymore.
After Gu Jingting got her answer, he didn't show any emotion or anger on his face, he just glanced at her face with his dark eyes: "Don't you dare?"
Say these two simple words, neither light nor heavy.
Song Qiao's heart trembled.
People in high positions don't like to be criticized for their good intentions, so she couldn't help but wonder if she was being ungrateful and angered him.
Sure enough, the next moment, Gu Jingting knocked the wine glass in his hand calmly on the table and raised his eyes: "If you don't dare, just go out."
The atmosphere is stagnant.
No one dared to help, no one dared to ridicule.
Producer Zhang and Mr. He silently lowered their presence. Mr. Gu was uncertain, and no one dared to say anything until they understood his attitude towards Song Qiao.
Song Qiao's hand hanging by his side clenched, unclenched, and tightened again.
Leaving this box meant that she would miss "The Moon in the Han Palace".
But her daughter's illness requires money, and she really needs to take on this drama. Moreover, winning the heroine of "Han Palace Bright Moon" may be her only chance to guess Rong Luoyin!
"I dare." Song Qiao took a deep breath, poured herself a glass of wine, and saluted with both hands: "I will cherish this opportunity. Thank you, Mr. Gu, for your trust."
Gu Jingting curled his lips and did not move from his seat. He just asked, "Oh, how are you going to thank me?"
Song Qiao was startled.
The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
Song Qiao tried his best not to think about him in another way, and kept calm and said: "How do you want me to thank you, Mr. Gu?"
Gu Jingting's deep eyes were fixed on her, and there was clearly a hint of interest in his cold expression.
Mr. He was also someone who had seen the scene. He understood instantly, coughed and stood up and said: "Hey Mr. Gu, I suddenly remembered that there are some urgent matters that I have not dealt with. I am really sorry. Miss Song Qiao, please help me entertain Mr. Gu.
I'll excuse you first..."
His tone towards Song Qiao was much more polite. As he spoke, he also winked at Song Qiao.
Mr. Gu took such good care of Song Qiao today. In the future, he will inevitably need Song Qiao to help him connect, and he will have to find a way to win over him.
Producer Zhang reacted quickly. Seeing that Mr. He was gone, he quickly found an excuse and stood up: "That's right, Song Qiao, just entertain Mr. Gu well. I don't feel very well either, so I'll leave first."
When he walked to Song Qiao, he specially said: "Thank you very much, Mr. Gu."
Song Qiao stayed where he was.
Having been in the entertainment industry for so long, she knew exactly what Producer Zhang's "thank you" meant.
With Mr. He and Producer Zhang taking the lead, everyone else in the box did not dare to stay any longer and found excuses to leave. After a while, only Gu Jingting and her were left in the room.
Just an understatement made a group of people with high status evacuate voluntarily. In front of such a man, no small thoughts can escape his eyes.
Song Qiao simply looked at him directly: "Mr. Gu, can I ask a question?"
Gu Jingting had enough free time: "Ask."
"You have helped me again and again before, and today you gave me the heroine's role...why?" Song Qiao pointed out.
Gu Jingting smiled and asked instead: "What do you think?"
Song Qiao hesitated for a while: "I don't know, but since you are so powerful, you shouldn't be in need of women. I don't think... you are interested in me either."
Gu Jingting looked at her and said nothing.
He has an innate aura of being a superior person, which makes people have to treat him with caution.
Song Qiao's palms were sweaty. At this time, he forced himself to be calm and said: "I will bear in mind Mr. Gu's kindness. I am just a small person and have nothing to repay you. But in the future, whenever you need me, I will definitely do my best."
A deep laugh came.
Gu Jingting stood up and walked towards her slowly. The pressure released by his tall figure was overwhelming in an instant. Song Qiao couldn't help but retreat. His calf tripped on something, and he was caught off guard and leaned back. He was hit by a powerful force.
Big hands grabbed it.
When he came back to his senses, Gu Jingting was already in front of him.
The cold and aggressive male aura hit his face, and Gu Jingting's voice was mixed with teasing: "Who said I'm not interested in you?"
Song Qiao froze.
Gu Jingting teased her even more and said deliberately: "I don't like it in the future. If I want to repay you, I'll give it now."
The meaning behind the words is self-evident.
The distance between the two was dangerously close. Song Qiao wanted to retreat, but Gu Jingting still held her wrist, preventing her from taking even a step back.
She resisted the urge to escape and said reluctantly: "Mr. Gu, I believe you are not such a person."
Such a powerful man has helped her so many times, and she really doesn't want to think bad things about him.
Gu Jingting's eyes ran across her delicate and fair face, and his fingers fell on her beautiful jawbone, tracing along the edge and sliding down to her slender neck.
The sensitive and itchy feeling on her neck made Song Qiao stiffen involuntarily.
She felt the masculine breath approaching, and Gu Jingting's deep male voice came into her ears: "You are wrong, this is the kind of person I am."
The hot breath sprayed on her ear, like a match "clang!" and burned out her tense nerves. Song Qiao panicked, and she didn't know where the strength came from, and she violently broke away from Gu Jingting.
With his hand, he slapped him in the face - "Pah!"
In the huge box, the slaps were loud and clear.
Gu Jingting's face was slightly turned sideways by her slaps, and a few finger prints slowly appeared on his handsome and stern side face.
At the same time, the man's aura also dropped to freezing point.
It's over.
Song Qiao noticed his impending rage, and subconsciously told herself that the coming anger would definitely not be something she could bear. Without any time to think about it, she quickly wanted to leave. However, within two steps of walking out, she was violently hit by someone.
Pulled it back!
As the world was spinning, a hand was clasping the back of his head, and Song Qiao was forced close to the man's chest. The next second, an unmistakable breath came over him!
It was crisp and sweet, just like the taste he tasted that night a few years ago. It instantly aroused the desire and impulse in Gu Jingting's belly. He couldn't help but put his hands on Song Qiao's waist and tried to swim inside.
The unfamiliar touch and the man's strong grip reminded Song Qiao of the nightmare night that year.
She struggled hard, but it was like a mayfly shaking a tree, unable to move at all.
What should I do? Do you really want to lose your virginity to him tonight?
The darkness of the year seemed to be shrouded again, making Song Qiao unable to breathe. She clenched her fists and managed to stay clear with the stinging pain in her palms.
However, in her fear, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
Gu Jingting tasted the salty taste and was slightly startled. He raised his eyes and was about to look at Song Qiao when she caught the moment and stepped on his foot hard.
He groaned in pain, and the strength in his hand weakened. Song Qiao took advantage of the situation and turned around to escape.
She staggered out of the club, not even daring to look back, for fear that she would be caught back if she slacked off even a little bit. The fear in her heart was like a volcano, erupting one after another, and the ashes floated along the blood vessels to every corner of her body.
It wasn't until she got into the car that Song Qiao dared to breathe a sigh of relief. She looked behind her to make sure there was no car following her, then she took out her cell phone with shaking hands and called Gu Dajing.
Fortunately, there was a quick answer, and Song Qiao said hurriedly: "You should pack your things and go to my house now. From today on, I want you to protect my safety every step of the way."
The woman's voice was full of panic and fear, sounding like a frightened elk.
Gu Jingting recalled her running away just now, and he felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. He subconsciously didn't want to go into details, so he just replied: "Okay."
Hearing the answer, Song Qiao felt relieved.
When she got home, she rushed into the bathroom and washed herself inside and out several times until her skin turned red before she recovered from her dazed state.
Song Qiao changed her clothes, lay down on the bed, and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, trying to get a sense of security from it.
All night long, her mind was confused and she didn't know when she fell asleep.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already bright outside the window. Song Qiao squinted her eyes in a daze. Before she could return to her thoughts, her bedside phone suddenly rang.
She fished it out easily, and as soon as she connected, she heard Momo's anxious voice.
"Qiaoqiao, please read the hot searches on Weibo." She said: "You went to the wine shop last night and were not allowed to take photos. Now they are spreading rumors about you. The most difficult thing is that Rong Luoyin took the opportunity.
Stand up and throw dirty water on you."
Song Qiao's mind suddenly cleared up. She opened the software, and hot searches jumped directly to her eyes.
——[Song actress dedicated herself to the producer late at night to get the role]
She is already surrounded by scandals, and now this report has come out, directly igniting the anger of netizens, and all kinds of passers-by and anti-fans have rushed to her Weibo to curse.
——[Bitch, it’s not enough to seduce someone else’s husband, you also have to seduce the producer.]
——[Some women are naturally coquettish and so unsatisfied with their desires.]
——[Song Qiao get out of the entertainment industry!]
As Momo said, Rong Luoyin never misses any opportunity to trample on her. Half an hour after the report was released, he posted a specious update.
【Some things, after all, cannot be obtained by hard work.】
It was exactly what she said that completely reduced Song Qiao to the point where everyone was shouting for him to be beaten.
Momo heard that there was no movement from her side for a long time, and shouted worriedly: "Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao, are you okay? Don't go out now, I will figure out a solution for the rest."
Song Qiao's eyesight turned black and his ears buzzed. He vaguely heard Momo's voice and said vaguely: "I'm fine, don't worry."
After finishing her words, she hung up the phone.
The world returned to silence, and Song Qiao sat quietly on the bedside, continuing to read the comments masochistically.
So the vicious words flashed before his eyes, as if they all came alive, turning into ferocious smiling faces, mocking Song Qiao for not overestimating his own capabilities.
She gritted her teeth until the smell of blood spread in her mouth, and her distracted thoughts finally returned.
Anger, grievance, confusion...all the emotions turned into hatred. Song Qiao slowly raised her eyes. One day, she would return all the suffering she had suffered to Rong Luoyin.
The matter has been fermenting for a long time, and netizens have begun to organize to protest Song Qiao's participation in "The Moon in the Palace of Han Dynasty". Song Qiao ignored it. She waited at home for a week, but she did not wait for the news from the crew that the leading role was to be changed.
In this case, there is no change.
Song Qiao packed up her things and joined the group as scheduled. Before setting off, she called Gu Dajing and asked him to come and follow her into the group.
In this situation, there may be danger at some point. To ensure safety, it is better to bring someone with you.
The other party agreed quickly, and within half an hour, he appeared in front of her.
Today, he was still wearing a black suit and a silver mask. His back was as straight as an unsheathed sword. Just standing there made him feel oppressive.
With him by his side, Song Qiao felt that he would be very safe.
"Let's go." She glanced at the mask on the man's face, and although she was curious, she didn't ask any more questions.
After all, everyone has their own secrets, she and he just need to get what they need.
When she rushed to the set, as expected, no one gave her any welcome. When the crew came to pick her up, they even complained: "She is a troublemaker."
Gu Jingting's eyes sharpened and he glanced at the staff.
Momo jumped up in anger and wanted to argue with him, but Song Qiao stopped her in time.
"Forget it, we were the ones who implicated the crew in the first place, and it's not good for me to make a fuss now, so let's go." She said softly.
Momo looked unwilling and had no choice but to endure it.
Seeing this, the court officials laughed even more.
After entering the set, he led Song Qiao to a random room in the corner and said impatiently: "From now on, you can put on your makeup and clean it up here. Oh, by the way, you have to figure out how to do your makeup yourself."
Song Qiao frowned, "Shouldn't the crew provide a makeup artist?"
The scene manager said "ha", crossed his arms, and said lukewarmly: "Our crew just won't provide it. If you are not happy, you can leave. Don't delay the filming progress."
Song Qiao knew what he said.
Mostly because she was the heroine designated by Gu Jingting himself, the crew did not dare to replace her casually, but the resistance from netizens could not be ignored.
So they planned to embarrass themselves in all aspects. If she had a seizure and left, it would be easier for Gu Jingting to explain.
However, it doesn't matter. As long as she can make money to treat Qiqi's illness, she can risk her life.
Song Qiao curled her lips and nodded: "Okay, I understand."
The scene didn't happen as expected. He frowned slightly, glanced in the direction of the director, and finally waved his hands: "Anyway, if you don't do well, just wait."
Not long after he left, Momo said angrily: "Qiaoqiao, why don't we call Gu Jingting."
When the time comes, all these people who flatter and flatter Song Qiao will have to lick their faces to beg Song Qiao.
The scene of that night in the box flashed through Song Qiao's mind. His fingertips curled up slightly and he said lightly, "I have no special relationship with him. If I really ask to be in front of him, I might be laughed at for not overestimating my abilities."
