Gu Shaozhi lit a cigarette, but just after one puff, he received a cold stare from Lu Huai'an, who was seated on the black office chair, "Are you so addicted to smoking after 800 years? Or are you blind and can't see that there's a pregnant woman living here?"
Mr. Gu, who was always proud and self-reliant, not only extinguished the cigarette but also surprisingly apologized.
"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention."
Fortunately, he only took one puff, so the smoke in the study wasn't very thick and dissipated after a while.
Gu Shaozhi sat with graceful elegance, his long legs crossed, his gaze falling on the cigarette in the ashtray. The warm yellow light highlighted his chiseled features, making his profile appear even more defined.
He said lightly, "Tomorrow is the most anticipated awards gala in the entertainment circle, and Shen Weiyi is predetermined to win the 'Best' singer award. I don't intend to let her take the stage."
