Especially the female reporters, who gathered around Huanhuan and the group of won, inviting them to take turns taking photos. The cara lens never left Chenxing, the only woman Gu Shaocheng has been publicly associated with so far. The dia was full of curiosity about her identity.
Although she had previously revealed her tumultuous romance with Gu Shaocheng, there was also a video circulating online showing they had reconciled. However, Gu Shaocheng had never formally introduced her in public, and these dia outlets were still not convinced that such an ordinary girl could truly hold the heart of such a sought-after man. A female reporter with a bright smile asked her what her relationship with Gu Shaocheng was.
Chenxing glanced at Gu Shaocheng, who was jovially chatting in the distance, and thought for a mont: "Girlfriend."
The words slipped out.
The reporter, as if having found a breakthrough in the topic, threw out pairs of questions, "Miss Chen Xing, how did you two et?"
"What phase is your relationship in now?"
"I heard that Mr. Gu had publicly acknowledged your relationship at a family banquet. Is this a rumor, or is it true?"
"The last ti I heard, Mr. Gu had broken up with you. Was it your confession at the singing competition that touched him again?"
Chenxing was sowhat overwheld when Wen Jingru ca over, interjecting effortlessly and skillfully dismissing a few reporters, giving Chenxing a chance to walk over to Gu Shaocheng.
She thought to herself: Reporters are terrifying!
Gu Shaocheng was talking to a few people when he saw her approaching and naturally pulled her into his arms, saying to the people nearby, "My girl, Zhou Chenxing."
In the distance, the master of ceremonies was testing the microphone on the outdoor stage, and everyone was heading towards the temporary stage, quickly forming a half-circle.
Gu Shaocheng hadn’t had the chance to say more when Nan Baihao ca over beaming, "Bro, everyone is here. Hey, we’re waiting for your opening speech. Do you want to prepare a bit? I’ve already written your lines for you."
"No need," he waved his hand. "Let Huanhuan bring Wubai over."
Taking the child from Huanhuan’s hands, Gu Shaocheng gracefully held the child with a face full of affection, stepping onto the stage. Chenxing, watching, pulled Huanhuan aside under the stage to whisper about sothing funny. Huanhuan suddenly burst out laughing, almost losing her composure: "No way?"
"Why would I lie to you? He was so embarrassed at that ti."
What Chenxing told her was about when Wubai was just born, and Gu Shaocheng’s clueless posture holding Wubai.
Huanhuan looked at the man on the stage, holding her son with correct posture, completely unable to imagine him being so anxious with a child that he wanted to cry, she couldn’t help muttering, "Ah, I can’t imagine it. Why didn’t you take a picture as a keepsake?"
"At that mont, how could I think of taking pictures? I was only concerned about you."
Thinking about herself hanging by a thread at that ti, Huanhuan suddenly hugged Chenxing, "Chenxing, thank you, you really are a great sister to ."
Gu Shaocheng, holding the child with dazzling charm, the usually proud man, today displayed a different deanor, holding a baby with a gentle smile, giving off a very tender feeling.
On the podium, the MC was giving the opening speech: "Ladies and gentlen, mbers of the press, thank you for taking ti out of your busy schedules to gather here and join us for today, Nan Chen’s little baby’s full-month celebration..."
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