TRMP Chapter 105

Gu Miao had imagined many times what his life would have been like if he hadn’t met Hu Zhaocheng, or if he had met someone other than Hu Zhaocheng.

However, after countless fantasies, he still had to face the cruel reality.

If only Jiang Yifeng didn’t exist.

If it weren’t for snatching Jiang Yifeng’s roles, he wouldn’t have climbed into the bed of Hu Zhaocheng, the most powerful figure in Xinghai Entertainment at the time, for resources. Nor would he have repeatedly made requests to Hu Zhaocheng to suppress Jiang Yifeng, only to be granted them, thereby losing himself and falling into what seemed like a vortex of love.

“So you investigated my fundraising, waiting for the opportunity to release it and trample on me once I had a chance to rise again?” Jiang Yifeng had no interest in Gu Miao’s love story.

He didn’t care how he accompanied a man rotten in the mud to play house.

“You don’t go and clarify things with Hu Zhaocheng, but instead come to threaten me to stay away. The failure of your love affair has nothing to do with me. My love affair is going well, and I’m doing great with my wife.” Jiang Yifeng crossed his legs, speaking with confidence.

Gu Miao’s eyes instantly turned sharp.

Jiang Yifeng fearlessly returned the gaze.

“How does it feel for the money you spent buying marketing accounts and internet trolls to smear me to go down the drain? Are you planning to try again?” Jiang Yifeng curled his lips, his eyes chilling.

Gu Miao’s expression changed. He gritted his teeth and cursed, “I’m giving you a final warning. If you don’t listen, so be it.”

He slammed the teacup in his hand, splashing tea all over the table.

Gu Miao put on his hat and mask and left. Jiang Yifeng, on the other hand, changed to another private room, ordered a few dishes, and left only after he was full.

The filming time passed quickly. Perhaps it was because Jiang Yifeng had been holed up in the crew for several months, so Hu Zhaocheng’s several attempts to invite Jiang Yifeng out were unsuccessful.

A drama was filmed from the height of summer to the depths of winter, with only the last few scenes remaining.

He Yang gave the actors a month’s vacation. When filming resumed, they would fly to a northern city to shoot snow scenes. Before leaving, He Yang specially smiled and instructed, “Wear thicker clothes at that time, wrap yourselves up like bears. The crew won’t prepare clothes for you, wear your own.”

An actor next to him also laughed, “Director, does that mean we policemen have to provide our own police uniforms too?”

“What are you thinking?” He Yang laughed heartily, “If you can provide them, that’s fine. Just don’t get arrested after two days of filming.”

“I wouldn’t dare.”

The crew was lively and bustling, but Jiang Yifeng was particularly sensitive to Guan Shaodong’s unusual mood.

He had been muddle-headed these past few days. Some time ago, there was a party in the entertainment circle. Although Jiang Yifeng also received an invitation, he didn’t like joining in on that kind of excitement. Only Guan Shaodong asked for leave to go.

However, since he returned to the set, he had been listless.

Not gossiping, not joking, his whole person was languid, radiating an aura of dejection.

Jiang Yifeng had asked several times, but Guan Shaodong always said he was fine.

Today, He Yang was joking. If it were normal, Guan Shaodong would definitely join in the fun, but he silently watched others joke, only carrying his luggage without saying a word. Occasionally, he would laugh along, but he didn’t join the conversation.

Jiang Yifeng felt he needed to ask more.

“What’s wrong? You’ve been absent-minded lately…”

“It’s nothing.” Guan Shaodong rubbed his temples. He suddenly asked Jiang Yifeng, “Want to go to KTV tonight? Sing and drink.”

Jiang Yifeng subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Guan Shaodong’s condition was too bad, so he finally nodded in agreement.

He sent a message to Luo Qi, asking Guan Shaodong’s assistant to help send his luggage back, while he rode in Guan Shaodong’s nanny van.

The two ate dinner together. When they arrived at the KTV, Guan Shaodong started opening drinks as soon as they entered the room.

He ordered a bunch of songs about lovers, facing the big screen, yelling and screaming while drinking, constantly singing about first love.

Jiang Yifeng subconsciously thought that Guan Shaodong had lost his love.

Guan Shaodong’s manager was also there. He didn’t know what was going on, so he sat on the booth and occasionally advised Guan Shaodong to drink less. But seeing that his mood was too bad, he didn’t say much.

Until Guan Shaodong was drunk, he hugged the microphone and started crying, then grabbed Jiang Yifeng’s shoulder and wiped all his tears and snot on him.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” Jiang Yifeng asked in surprise.

“I’m finished, my goddess, goddess…” Guan Shaodong cried, sobbing and stuttering, unable to speak clearly.

Guan Shaodong’s manager was frightened and came over to pull Guan Shaodong away, but Guan Shaodong stubbornly grabbed Jiang Yifeng’s arm and refused to let go.

Jiang Yifeng subconsciously said, “Isn’t your goddess me?”

“Get out!” Guan Shaodong retorted very quickly, “My goddess is Xiao Wenwen, my first love goddess. At the party a few days ago, she told me she got a rich man to get resources. That rich man is seventy years old. When I first started, she took special care of me, and kept telling me that even without resources, I can’t go down the wrong path…”

“Not only is she my first love, but she’s also like my sister. She told me that Hu Zhaocheng and them were deliberately giving them drugs, both men and women. After she gave up, she thought it was pretty good to rely on her body to get to the top.”

“Damn Hu Zhaocheng… I want to fight him. Xiao Wenwen is stopping me, saying why do I have to cause trouble without evidence. I’m just upset!”

Guan Shaodong vented his anger randomly. Later, his words became more and more blurred, and he couldn’t hear them at all.

The manager couldn’t stand it anymore and whispered to Jiang Yifeng, “Xiao Wenwen is a child star. Guan Shao liked her very much when he was a child. Later, Guan Shao also entered the industry and acted with Xiao Wenwen, and received a lot of care from her. But she’s also thirty years old, and she hasn’t had much success recently, so she’s not very famous.”

Being desperate for medical treatment is the easiest way to get caught.

Xiao Wenwen is one of them.

“Is there really no way?” Jiang Yifeng frowned.

The manager shook his head: “Hu Zhaocheng’s actions have become more and more arrogant recently. People in the industry have heard about it, but it’s useless.”

“Has Gu Miao not advised him?”

“Several times, the paparazzi have photographed the two of them arguing, and they have spent money to suppress the news several times. The most serious time, they almost fought, but it was useless. The more they argued, the more arrogant Hu Zhaocheng became, as if he was deliberately provoking Gu Miao.” The manager was just joking when he said the last sentence.

After all, no one knows what’s going on between Gu Miao and Hu Zhaocheng. People in their industry only think that Gu Miao, the golden canary, has grown strong wings and terminated his relationship with Hu Zhaocheng, and has been at odds with Hu Zhaocheng ever since. They don’t understand the inside story.

Only Jiang Yifeng faintly felt something.

–No wonder Hu Zhaocheng has been contacting him more frequently recently.

He looked at Guan Shaodong, who was tired from crying, and couldn’t help but lean on the sofa, his head full of messy things.

Jiang Yifeng’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly remembered something.

“If we can catch Hu Zhaocheng in the act, can we send him to prison?”

“Yes, but it’s difficult.”

“What if we can, we can try.” Jiang Yifeng glanced at Guan Shaodong: “I have to borrow your family Guan Shao’s popularity… and reputation.”

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