His manager was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, but Gu Yuming was leisurely napping at home.
Watching the TV screen, Gu Yuming couldn't help but marvel at how terrifying women could be. Several actresses had stepped forward, capitalizing on the momentum, claiming he had made various implicit offers of "hidden rules" to them on set.
"These actresses—I don't even know them. Who are they? So ugly, and yet they say I tried to impose hidden rules on them? Am I blind or something?" Lying on the sofa, Gu Yuming sipped his wine as he casually commented on the women on TV.
"I really should just open the front door and let those reporters come in to see how laid-back you are right now. Since you're fine, I'll just head back home. Next time something like this happens, don't bother calling me. You made it sound so urgent, but it turns out there's really nothing going on."
Gu Yuying put on his gold-rimmed glasses and strode out.
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