Chapter 440:1 Can Manage....
Translator: _Min_ |
Gu Dai looked at Su Ting, surprised, and asked, “What brings you here?”
Su Ting replied with a smile, “I ran into Fu Nan after my event. He had just finished the variety show and has been eating vegetarian to maintain his physique, so I thought I’d take him out for a better meal.”
After answering, he glanced at Gu Dai and then at Su Ci and Meng Chuan behind her, asking in confusion, “Sis, what’s this about?”
Gu Dai explained, “We just left the charity banquet. I felt hungry afterwards, so since we bumped into each other, let’s get a private room and eat together.”
Su Ting quickly agreed, “Okay.”
The guests from the variety show, recognizing Gu Dai as an investor, stood by respectfully, saying, “He-Hello, I…”
Gu Dai reassured them with a smile, “It’s alright, I don’t bite. No need to be nervous.”
After her words, everyone relaxed and began to eat heartily, having restrained themselves for a long time.
Fu Nan approached Gu Dai with a glass of wine, his face flushed, and whispered, “Miss Gu Dai, thank you for giving me the opportunity to return to the screen and reminding everyone of me.”
Gu Dai raised her glass too, smiling, “It’s fine. The main thing is you were willing to work hard, and that’s why you have today’s success.”
Su Ting, seeing Gu Dai’s wine glass, came over and said, “Sis, drinking too much isn’t good for you. Don’t drink too much.”
Gu Dai nodded, “Don’t worry, I know my limits.”
Su Ting was still concerned, but seeing Gu Dai’s bright smile, he didn’t want to dampen her spirits, so he held back his caution.
Everyone chatted excitedly, drinking until the early morning.
Su Ci, looking at the tipsy Su Ting, asked, “Where are you staying now? I’ll take you home.”
Su Ting, shaking his head and seeing Gu Dai’s figure, staggered towards her and hugged her, slurring, “I’ll… I’ll go back with my Sis!”
Gu Dai smiled helplessly and told Su Ci, “Su Ting is staying at my place now. I’ll take him home.”
Su Ci acknowledged, “Alright.”
Su Ting leaned on Gu Dai’s shoulder in the car, rubbing his shoulder uncomfortably, probably feeling unwell from too many drinks.
Gu Dai, feeling the night breeze, said with resignation, “It seems I need to keep an eye on you and make sure you drink less in the future.”
After Gu Dai and her group left, two paparazzi hidden in nearby bushes started talking.
Paparazzo 1 said, “We’re so lucky to have found out who the Gu family’s young miss is and then immediately snapped photos of her dining with a man.”
Paparazzo 2 replied, “Yeah, I can already imagine the buzz on the internet when we post these photos. I can’t think about it too much, or I’ll get too carried away.”
After the car stopped, Gu Dai gently called out, “Su Ting, wake up, we’re home.”
Su Ting’s eyes cleared up a bit, and he nodded groggily, “Mhmm.”
Gu Dai asked with concern, “Can you make it to your room on your own?”
Su Ting looked at Gu Dai blankly, nodding, “I can.”
Looking around, he asked confusedly, “Which one is my room?”
Gu Dai sighed, “I’ll take you to your room.”
After escorting Su Ting to his bedroom, Gu Dai asked, “Can you manage to shower by yourself?”
Su Ting paused, then blushed, looking down and mumbling, “I… I can. Sis, you can go rest in your room. I’m a bit more sober now.”
Gu Dai watched as a flustered Su Ting entered the bathroom. Ten minutes later, she heard the door open.
She turned her head and blurted out in surprise, “Why aren’t you dressed?”
Su Ting, equally startled, tightened the towel around his waist, then quickly grabbed pajamas from the wardrobe and returned to the bathroom to change. Coming back out with a flushed face, he apologized, “Sorry, I thought you had left, so I just came out with the towel. I…”
Gu Dai cleared her throat, banishing the mental image of Su Ting’s abs, and said with feigned calm, “I was worried you might have an accident since you’re drunk. Since you’re okay, I’ll leave now.”
She hurried out of Su Ting’s room, nearly tripping in her agitated state.
Su Ting, concerned, offered, “Sis, let me walk you.”
Gu Dai, now associating Su Ting with the memory of his abs, quickly refused, “No need, I can manage!”