Qiao Xiyu returned to her dressing room, still pondering who could have invited Aaron, and ended up seeing Aaron walking out of a room.
Qiao Xiyu glanced at that room, and her expression instantly darkened.
This was Chuzheng’s room.
Chuzheng originally didn’t have a private dressing room, but within a couple of days, the staff had set up a room for her.
Did she invite Aaron?
How is that possible?
Aaron answered a phone call before quickly returning, proving he was there for Chuzheng.
Aaron! Soone she couldn’t even get, and now he’s actually here!
Qiao Xiyu’s face turned sour, feeling like she’d been slapped, a burning pain.
Back in her dressing room, Qiao Xiyu swept the things off the table with a wave of her arm, startling everyone else inside.
"Sister Xiyu..."
"Get out quickly." Her assistant gestured for everyone to leave. Nobody dared provoke Qiao Xiyu, and they all exited the room.
Qiao Xiyu fud for a while in the room and then snapped at her assistant: "How did she manage to get Aaron?"
The assistant had no idea, bracing themselves to respond: "Could it be Gu Yu..."
After all, the two were in a relationship.
Qiao Xiyu seed to have been reminded, surely, it was Gu Yu who helped her. With Chuzheng’s fa and status, how could she possibly persuade Aaron?
Even so, Qiao Xiyu still felt bitter jealousy in her heart.
Who is Aaron? After his makeover, even an ugly woman could be a beauty. If he’s here to be Chuzheng’s stylist, what chance do the rest of them have?
Sure enough, when Chuzheng appeared after her makeover, it caused quite the commotion outside.
The styling was the sa as before, but with Aaron’s touch, the impression was entirely different.
It was like... the difference between an authentic product and a knockoff.
The previous one was a knockoff; now it’s the real deal.
Qiao Xiyu didn’t go to the scene; she just listened to the commotion from behind the scenes, feeling like she was about to explode.
Aaron must be crazy! Lowering his standards to style soone he doesn’t even know.
Qiao Xiyu wanted to knock on his head and see what was inside.
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"Miss, see, doesn’t this take care of it?" The King’s Account spoke eagerly, "Now Qiao Xiyu is about to explode. This is exactly the rhythm we need."
There is nothing that money can’t solve!
If there is, then the way you’re spending it is the problem!
Chuzheng let out a dry laugh.
"Xiao Qin, Xiao Qin," Director Xie waved Chuzheng over.
Chuzheng locked the Bastard in a black room, then walked over to Director Xie. "Director Xie."
Director Xie: "Did you invite Aaron?"
"Yes."
Director Xie cleared his throat: "The crew wants to invite Aaron to restyle all the lead actors for a promotional shoot. Money is no issue."
Chuzheng had invested 50 million more, so now they had money to burn, backing Director Xie with confidence.
"Sure." Never miss a chance to spend money—grab every opportunity to spend!
Director Xie’s eyes lit up: "Really?"
Chuzheng nodded.
Soone as lofty as Aaron wouldn’t just co to a crew to do styling.
Director Xie had been pestered for so long, and unable to withstand it, he approached Chuzheng, having prepared for rejection, but Chuzheng agreed imdiately.
"Will Aaron agree?"
"He will."
Seeing Chuzheng’s confident face, Director Xie suddenly felt that if she said it was no problem, then it would indeed be no problem.
Chuzheng quickly called Aaron over, and sure enough, Aaron agreed right away.
The director hurriedly had others notify the lead actors to co over imdiately.
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"What did you say?" Qiao Xiyu blew up upon receiving the news. "Everyone has to go?"
"Yes... right now," the assistant said cautiously, "Sister Xiyu, we..."
"No!"
Qiao Xiyu was so angry her face was red, and her neck was fat.
Since Aaron was called by Chuzheng, if she went, where would she save face?
"But... but the director has called, and all the leads need to go. Sister Xiyu, you’re the female lead, it’s not right not to go."
The promotional images needed to have a unified style. If Sister Xiyu didn’t go, it would make things difficult for the crew.
"I won’t go!"
Qiao Xiyu was furious, so much so that she couldn’t hear a word of her assistant’s persuasion. As the assistant was about to try one more ti, she chased them out.
The assistant was in a terrible hurry outside.
With the male and female leads both in attendance, it was inevitable that they start with them. But with Qiao Xiyu not arriving for ages, after multiple requests from the crew, nobody bothered to ask again.
Qiao Xiyu eventually cald down, tidied up, and went over.
People shot her different looks, but nobody dared to say anything.
Chuzheng sat on the periphery, watching with indifferent eyes as Qiao Xiyu made a conscious effort to ignore her when passing by.
Seated, Qiao Xiyu watched Aaron appraising her reflection in the mirror, seemingly contemplating what changes to make.
Taking a deep breath, Qiao Xiyu forced a smile: "Mr. Aaron, are you here because of Gu Yu?"
"Gu Yu?" Aaron frowned slightly, disturbed from his thoughts: "Gu Yu isn’t even here, why would I co because of him?"
Qiao Xiyu: "..."
Not him?
Qiao Xiyu clenched her fists but didn’t press further.
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Gu Family Villa.
Gu Yu returned sweaty from his workout, planning to take a shower. Entering his room, he stripped off his shirt and tossed it onto the bed.
As the clothes fell, Gu Yu felt sothing was wrong.
There was sothing on the bed!
Gu Yu yanked the shirt aside, revealing a brand-new, bright red marriage certificate placed on his bed, with a ring box beside it.
Gu Yu: "??"
Whose marriage certificate?
The Butler’s?
Gu Yu reached out a hand, fingers trembling slightly in the air before pinching a corner of the marriage certificate and flipping it open after steeling himself...
Even though he’d ntally prepared himself, suddenly seeing his own na was terrifying, and he tossed the marriage certificate away in panic.
Clatter!
The red booklet fell to the floor, making a crisp sound.
Gu Yu rubbed his face, sure he must be dreaming. This had to be a dream; he hadn’t even been to the civil affairs bureau, so how could this marriage certificate exist!!
This must be a dream!
Gu Yu slapped his face, trying to wake up fast, wake up fast, or soon it would turn into a nightmare.
Despite the slaps, he found himself standing in the room, with the red booklet lying silently on the floor, its bold red announcing its presence noiselessly.
Gu Yu held his forehead, grinding his teeth as he picked up the red booklet and tossed it onto the bed, finding it more and more annoying the longer he looked at it. He flipped the duvet over to cover it.
Qin Chuzheng!!!
This definitely involved that old lady from his family—otherwise, who gave his household registration book to Qin Chuzheng?
Once again, Gu Yu felt he must have been picked up from sowhere.
Qin Chuzheng must be Old Madam Gu’s real granddaughter, perhaps he was mixed up with the Qin Family at birth?
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The above content is complete nonsense, holding no real-world significance, please don’t take it to heart.
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