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Chapter 88: Chapter 89: Yangyang, You Also Pour a Glass of Wine for President Gu

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Xia Yangyang's survival instincts kicked in. Sitting next to Chen Yu would likely lead to trouble, so she chose a seat as far from him as possible. From across the room, Chen Yu complained, "Missy, you're really not giving me face, but I like a woman with character." Xia Yangyang rolled her eyes. What did he mean by "his woman"? This wasn't the place for such nonsense.

However, everyone in their circle knew Chen Yu's flirtatious nature, especially his penchant for flirting with actresses. In fact, being playfully teased by him was almost a status symbol. They weren't surprised by his behavior; after all, Xia Yangyang played his love interest in the film.

She glanced secretly at Gu Qichen. He was chatting with Shen Shichuan, seemingly unfazed. Xia Yangyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, everyone arrived, and the waiter began serving dishes. Director Yang offered Gu Qichen insincere words of gratitude before raising his glass. "Let's toast to Mr. Gu, and promise to make a good film to thank him," he said. Everyone followed suit.

The official dinner began, but few were actually eating. Most spent their time offering toasts—to the director, Shen Shichuan, Chen Yu, and, most frequently, Gu Qichen. A steady stream of women approached him, one after another. Xia Yangyang secretly observed as he downed his twelfth glass of wine. Why didn't he refuse? she wondered angrily. Each woman tried to prolong their interaction as much as possible.

Xia Weiwei, offering a toast for the third time, approached Gu Qichen, her cheeks flushed. "Brother Gu, I toast you again. I didn't get a chance to introduce myself earlier. I'm the daughter of Xia Liangdong and Liu Ruyan. My name is Xia Weiwei. I attended Elder Gu's birthday banquet before. Do you remember me?"

Gu Qichen responded indifferently, "Nice to meet you, Miss Xia, but I'm afraid I don't remember."

Xia Weiwei felt a surge of joy. She hadn't made a good impression at the previous banquet; Xia Yangyang had upstaged her. The thought fueled her resentment. Still, it was better that Gu Qichen didn't remember her. "I'll drink first," she laughed. "Brother Gu, you can take your time."

She quickly drained her glass of red wine. Putting it down, she pretended to sway, as if drunk, leaning toward Gu Qichen's chest. Everyone saw through her act. It was obvious to anyone who was watching. However, before she could touch him, he stood and stepped back. His swift, cool reaction—even his retreat—held a certain allure. Xia Weiwei missed him and almost fell onto the table. A ripple of soft chuckles went around the room.

Humiliated, Xia Weiwei felt a burning anger. Gu Qichen stated, "Miss Xia seems to have had too much to drink. She should go back to rest."

Go back? she thought incredulously. How could she leave early? She forced a smile. "Never mind, thank you for your concern, Brother Gu. I just need to rest for a moment."

Returning to her seat, she gripped her wine glass so tightly her knuckles were white.

At that moment, Shen Shichuan spoke calmly, "Yangyang, you haven't toasted President Gu yet, have you? Why don't you offer him a toast as well?"