He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 311: 304: Gu Yihuan and Pang Zijin Extra Story 5 Chapter 311: 304: Gu Yihuan and Pang Zijin Extra Story 5 “I heard people saying that it was you who asked the show’s crew to change your room at the last minute.”

Such self-directed stunts are not uncommon in the entertainment circle. To gain exposure, to create connections, even paparazzi can be “friends.” Pang Zijin didn’t specify, but Miss Ling was smart enough to understand.

Ling Ling bit her lip, gripping the shawl tightly in her hand, “President Pang, with your exalted position and busy schedule, do you even need to bother with such trivial matters as which room your artist is staying next to?”

After all, Gu Yihuan was just one of the many artists under the huge Pang’s banner, and Ling Ling felt Pang Zijin was making a mountain out of a molehill.

“I’m indeed so busy with my large corporation that I’m nearly dead from it. So why would I set up a studio? And care about where he stays and who he associates with?”

Why indeed? Why was she, a group manager, so concerned about Gu Yihuan?

After giving it some thought, Ling Ling had a sudden realization.

“I don’t oppose my artists dating, but as you know, he is good in all aspects, and not just anyone is worthy of him. He can’t bear hardship, and whoever dates him cannot be inferior either, at least,” Pang Zijin paused, pondering slightly, “they should first strive to reach my level.”

Ling Ling felt a chill run down her back; she was an artist without a backer, while Pang Zijin was capital itself.

“I’ll let go of the matter with you arranging for a reporter to take secret photos this time, but don’t let it happen again.”

Ling Ling lowered her head, “Thank you, President Pang.”

The car door shut.

Ling Ling wrapped herself in the shawl and silently returned to her own car, instructing her assistant to turn around and drive away.

It was past nine in the evening by the time Gu Yihuan had finished filming. Farming Bar was an authentic farming show, and he felt like his bones were about to fall apart from exhaustion.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Pang Zijin sitting in the car.

He squeezed into the back seat, stretched out his legs, and lay there listlessly, “Why are you here? To check on me?” He massaged his arms and legs, “I haven’t been slacking off.”

Pang Zijin looked back at him, “Are you stupid?” He had entered the big dyeing vat without any precaution at all.

Gu Yihuan sat up straight, the pampered young master who couldn’t handle the slightest slight immediately flared up, “I’m not stupid.” He fiercely retorted, “You’re the stupid one, stupid Pang San!”

Pang Zijin was rendered speechless by his elementary-school-like insult. She opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say to him.

down as though his back had

but as soon as he knew there was no harm,

act; Gu Yihuan had them both wrapped around his finger as

dug a soft candy out of her

Seo said I’m not allowed

the boss; I say

was easy to coax due to his simple nature, remembered food but not beatings, a single candy could appease him, and he happily accepted it, “How

had gotten used to it, used to putting candy in her bag every time she switched it. She kept them in her office

liked this candy when

or not, he couldn’t keep secrets to

who had complained of being tired was now eagerly sharing the

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Ling Ling; she really was dead busy. Such a large company was not easy to manage, she was young, and many did not acknowledge her authority, necessitating her attention in almost everything. Gu Yihuan was busy too; he joined a singing show and

to perform in five shows, with

door and turned around to see Pang Zijin,

off a flight, “I’ll fly to Mi Ya tomorrow,

realization, knowing that the boss was worried about the ancestor in the room, “Xiao Huan mentioned wanting to try Liao City’s local delicacies, I’m

me the room

card and handed it

always believed that the boss wanted to take advantage of his artist, he absolutely trusted the boss’s character. He went to buy specialties for his

the lights were on in the

He was still dressed in the sponsor’s performance outfit, had not

“Xiao Huan.”

“Hmm…”

without even opening his eyes,

sleep in

his eyes a crack, dazed. He didn’t get up. Instead, he got grumpy about being woken and shifted position,

ached, and her stomach didn’t feel well. She had intended to ask him about his second album, but it was fine even if she didn’t ask; there would be a team to worry about these matters for her. She just hadn’t seen

while, saw that it was getting late, and habitually pulled a handful of candy

more, and Gu Yihuan suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Pang

I wake you

off, but the skin his fingertips brushed was cool and

his mind was a tangled mess, his eyelids so heavy they were half-open, half-closed. His actions and words were controlled