Ming Shang savored the delicious wontons, feeling that it was the most delicious food he'd ever tasted.
Gu Qingxin watched his indifferent demeanor, imagining how devastated his fans would be if they got this news.
...
At noon, Beiming Han called the driver to ask about Gu Qingxin's whereabouts, and the driver replied, Ming Shang's house!
In the afternoon, at two o'clock, Beiming Han called again, and the driver replied, Ming Shang's house!
At four o'clock, still Ming Shang's house!
Beiming Han could no longer sit still. He threw down the documents in his hand, grabbed his coat, and left the office.
Half an hour later, Beiming Han stood outside Ming Shang's door, pressing the doorbell with force.
Ming Shang looked at the surveillance camera at the door. Seeing that it was Beiming Han, he snorted coldly and intended to call security.
"You go open the door then, I should be leaving too." Gu Qingxin said.
