"You pervert! Give me back my first kiss!"

"If it is, I will take responsibility."

If it is, I will take responsibility...

What does that mean? Lin Xiyang looked up at him with surprise, filled with confusion, "Responsibility... responsible for what?"

There was still more to read, but Chu Ge couldn’t continue. He placed the script on the table and shook his head slightly, "This script is obviously a domineering CEO story, and..."

Chu Ge kept feeling that this plot seemed familiar somehow.

Director Zheng looked at him curiously, "And what?"

"And this scene is too familiar." He kept feeling that something was strange.

"Oh, you’re overthinking it. This script is actually the real-life experience of my friend’s friend. She simplified her experiences and wrote them down, then submitted them to me. I thought it was pretty good, so I’m planning to shoot it."

Chu Ge gently shook his head, "This isn’t suitable for me."

Seeing Chu Ge still refuse, Director Zheng found himself in difficulty, "Mr. Chu, can’t you help out?"

Chu Ge looked at him seriously, "It’s not that I don’t want to help, but I can’t."

To him, he doesn’t belong in this space-time. He once heard Jian Chun say that each space-time has its own survival laws, and now the time-space is already disrupted. He can’t do anything but refrain from further chaos.

Moreover, he doesn’t know when he’ll leave. In this time-space, nothing truly belongs to him.

He shouldn’t intervene in the life of Chu Ge in this time-space, and what Director Zheng wants him to do now is what the Chu Ge of this time-space should be doing, but he can’t.

Chu Ge stood up, nodded apologetically at Director Zheng, "Sorry to disturb you."

With that, he took steps to leave the tea room.

Chu Ge had just walked out a bit when Han Wanwan came running up, breathless, and blocked his way, "Chu Ge, when did you become so timid? You don’t even dare to accept roles. Are you really so afraid to act with me?"

Chu Ge found Han Wanwan a bit ridiculous, "Miss Han, if I remember correctly, we aren’t very familiar. Besides, there’s no enmity between us, so why would I be afraid?"

Han Wanwan was instantly angered by Chu Ge’s words, "What do you mean by that? We’re not familiar?"

Damn! What’s wrong with him now to say they’re not familiar!

"You want to act with me so badly, is it because..." Chu Ge suddenly stepped forward even though Han Wanwan wore high heels, he still leaned down when he looked at her, "Or is it actually because you like me, so you want to take this opportunity to get closer?"

Han Wanwan seemed to have been hit where it hurts, her cheeks flushed instantly. She quickly stepped back to put some distance between them, "I don’t understand what you’re saying!"

Seeing her blush, Chu Ge’s expression paused, it seems he hit the right note.

"What, are you embarrassed?" Chu Ge took another step forward, seeing Han Wanwan’s shy appearance, he suddenly felt like teasing her a little.

Han Wanwan glared at him, "Me embarrassed? Why should I be embarrassed? I’m not!"

Chu Ge’s smile deepened, "Then why are you blushing?"

Facing Chu Ge’s sudden closeness, Han Wanwan’s heart raced, "I’m just... I’m just hot! Yes! I’m hot!"

Her eyes darted everywhere, just avoiding looking at Chu Ge.

Chu Ge chuckled lightly, looking at her embarrassed look, he slightly curled his lips, "Alright, I won’t tease you anymore. I’ve got things to do, so I’ll leave first."

After he spoke, he turned and left.

Han Wanwan watched his departing figure, unable to gather her thoughts for a long time.

...

Inside the headquarters building of Huangpu Group.

After Li Xing left, others in the office surrounded Nangong Yang.

"Why did Secretary Li come looking for you?"

"Yeah, Secretary Li personally came down to instruct you, and you guys even whispered together."

"You seem pretty familiar with each other."

"It’s already obvious, Nangong Yang, just tell us about your relationship with Young Master Huangpu."

"Didn’t you hear what I just said? Publicly acknowledging the relationship, that’s more than just knowing the higher-ups here."

"If this is true, then aren’t we working in the same office as the CEO’s wife?"

"Don’t just say random things, there’s nothing like that. If I were really the CEO’s wife, would I still need to be working?" Nangong Yang hurriedly waved her hand to explain when she heard the term CEO’s wife.

As everyone continued gossiping, Nangong Yang sat silently in her seat. She and Li Xing had once been adversaries.

Five years ago, when Nangong Yang and Huangpuchen were still together, Li Xing used every trick to sabotage her relationship with Huangpuchen. She only found out later that it was Nangong Ting behind the schemes, although she achieved her goal, she didn’t gain Huangpuchen.

Li Xing is now the head of the finance department, so having work interactions is normal, how could they become friends!

But Nangong Yang didn’t feel like explaining much to everyone right now. The unbearable past left her unsure where to start, and even if she explained, it might just end up more confusing.

At this moment, Nangong Yang had no idea what Huangpuchen was thinking, as she looked at the proposal sent back to her, turning each page seriously to find where the mistake was. For a plan she thought was perfect, she was confident about its maturity despite her lack of experience.

Seeing Nangong Yang focused on the proposal and not participating in their gossip, the others dispersed and returned to their desks.

Soon their supervisor Fang Yu arrived, looking serious and holding several notices. He clapped his hands and said, "Anna, distribute these to everyone. You’ve been at Huangpu for two weeks now, it’s time to start contributing. The company didn’t invite you here to be ornaments, within three days, write a project proposal that needs to be innovative. If there are other issues, consult the relevant department heads."

"A proposal?"

"No way? Haven’t we been following the original contracts all this time?"

"Contracts are contracts, but following the old ways won’t bring any novelty, and soon it will become obsolete."

"No way? Did you see it says we have to go to the mall?"

"Oh my, to the mall? Then I’ve wasted the last few days taking care of my skin, those masks are expensive."

"It’s already good enough you’re not standing in the sun baking."

Nangong Yang looked at the rules and conditions on the notice, without any expression as if they didn’t concern her.

At least three mall visits a week, but she’s developing game software, how could she go to malls? Go where?