Wearing a casual suit, paired with a stand-collar white cotton shirt and white canvas shoes, he exuded taste without appearing stiff or rigid. The whole person looked much younger and more energetic. Especially when he smiled, revealing two dimples, it dispelled his usual aloofness and added a touch of approachability.
Quan Jiu sat down and smiled at Gu Si, "You feel different today, changed your style?"
Gu Si scratched his prominent nose with the pad of his index finger, "Not suitable?"
"No, very suitable. If someone else wore this, they might not be able to pull off the feeling you do. Your temperament is very unique."
Quan Jiu scrutinized Gu Si's face, "You have a tall stature and outstanding features, but there's a relaxedness about you that makes people feel comfortable. Although your eyes smile, there's a hint of fierceness in them, adding a touch of mystery. Tension, balanced tension, I think that word suits you well."
Gu Si tilted his head slightly, looking straight at Quan Jiu, his dimples appearing shallow on his cheeks, "Do you compliment people like this often?"
Quan Jiu chuckled, "Sorry, it's a professional habit. I run a talent agency and deal with artists frequently. When I look at people, I can't help but assess their external presentation first. I'm serious, this outfit really suits you."
Gu Si nodded with a smile, "But I'm not your artist."
"Ummm... then what should we do?" Quan Jiu shrugged slightly and joked, "How about I turn back time two minutes?"
"Turn back time two minutes?"
Gu Si hadn't quite registered what she said when Quan Jiu slung her bag over her shoulder, trotted out, and then re-entered from the doorway, sitting down with a smile just as before, "Have you been waiting long?"
Gu Si couldn't help but laugh out loud, covering his forehead and shaking his head helplessly. After a moment, his smile turned serious, "Can I consider you a friend?"
"Of course," Quan Jiu replied without hesitation, then asked in surprise, "Didn't you consider me a friend before?"
Gu Si didn't confirm or deny. After a pause, he continued, "What about a boyfriend?"
Quan Jiu's expression shifted in surprise. This was not the direction she expected the conversation to take.
After a few seconds of thought, she asked playfully, "Are you married?"
Gu Si hesitated for a moment before confirming, "I'm not married."
"Do you have a girlfriend then?" Quan Jiu asked again.
Gu Si shook his head, "No."
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Quan Jiu asked with a serious expression.
Gu Si couldn't help but smile again, shaking his head affirmatively, "No, I'm currently single. Also, I have a car and a house, no parents."
Quan Jiu paused, looking at Gu Si for a long moment before smiling softly, "Then our situations are similar. I also have a car and a house, no parents."
"So, are you considering it?" Gu Si looked at Quan Jiu steadily.
Quan Jiu, however, smiled with her eyes narrowed, "Ummm... I'm someone who likes things to develop slowly."
Gu Si nodded unconsciously, paused, and then smiled, "I understand. Let's order, what do you like to eat?"
"Anything is fine, I'm not particularly picky," Quan Jiu said.
...
After dinner, it was already eight o'clock when she got home. As Quan Jiu opened the door, she saw the two luggage bags still placed by the door. She hesitated for a moment before ultimately ignoring them.
As soon as the door opened, she saw the living room light was on and heard the sound of a cat inside. She guessed that Chu Rong hadn't left yet, and her expression darkened.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Chu Rong walked out from the cat's room and said to Quan Jiu, "I made dumplings with corn and mushroom filling, they'll be ready in ten minutes."
"I've already had dinner," Quan Jiu said impassively as she walked past Chu Rong.
Chu Rong watched Quan Jiu enter her room. Only after the door closed did he shift his gaze, go to the kitchen, freeze the dumplings he had made, and then take out a bottle of pure milk.
Ten minutes later, he carried a cup of hot milk to Quan Jiu's door and gently knocked.
Hearing the knock, Quan Jiu inside didn't want to respond, so she remained silent.
Chu Rong waited for a moment, and seeing no response, he placed the milk on the floor, "I heated up a cup of milk for you, it's by the door."
Quan Jiu heard the footsteps retreat, followed by the sound of the living room lights being turned off and the door of the adjacent room closing. Finally, all sounds subsided.
After much deliberation, she cautiously opened her room door and saw the milk on the floor.
Leaving the milk on the floor, isn't that inviting ants? Does she want her room to become an ant nest?!
She picked up the milk from the floor, walked to the kitchen in a few steps, and placed the milk cup on the stove with a "bang." Then she returned to her room to continue writing her script.
She was writing her script until nine o'clock when Quan Jiu received a message from Tu Tu, "Mom, this is someone putting on a brave face. All her money is from loans and credit cards."
The information was about Jiang Mengmei. She wanted to know who the patron supporting Jiang Mengmei was. She had even fantasized about the process. If it was indeed Chu Rong, how would she present herself and face him to drive him away?
But the result was somewhat unexpected. Jiang Mengmei's money was actually borrowed from various sources.
To become famous, she was willing to take on huge debts. At this point, if she didn't get what she wanted, she must be very close to a breakdown.
A cold smile played on Quan Jiu's lips. She opened Wei Tao's chat window, "Are you free tomorrow? I'd like to treat you to a meal to celebrate our previous mutual benefit."
Wei Tao had been even more in the spotlight recently. The reason was simple: the content he had broken recently was all major news, even including people retiring from the industry. Therefore, he had gained the favor of the vast majority of netizens and the resentment of many celebrities.
Of course, only Wei Tao himself knew that he got this information from someone else, and that person was not only being speculated about by the entire internet, but he was also extremely curious.
Nine. The public believed that this was an ugly, fat otaku who was a gifted screenwriter, but no one knew that this mysterious screenwriter was actually behind many schemes.
As a partner, Wei Tao naturally wouldn't reveal this information, but he genuinely wanted to see Nine's true face, and this opportunity had finally arrived.
Nine had contacted him proactively, which he hadn't expected.
Therefore, he readily agreed without hesitation, arranging the time and place for their meeting the next day.
...
After arranging the time with Wei Tao, Quan Jiu worked on her script for a while longer before going to bed. She slept until seven in the morning, spent half an hour getting ready, and at seven-thirty, she left on time.
Passing through the living room, she saw two insulated containers in bags.
Quan Jiu paused for two seconds, then heard a voice from behind her, "Those are breakfast and lunch prepared for you."
Quan Jiu withdrew her gaze and walked straight out.
However, as she closed the door, she wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but she thought she heard a light sigh. When she tried to pinpoint it, the sound seemed to vanish like a wisp of smoke, light and ethereal.