He abruptly quit the entertainment industry—it wasn't a big deal. But now, Gu Yuming spends his days sleeping at home. And what about him? He has to exhaust himself trying to resolve some of the contract issues on behalf of him.
Anyway, those are minor matters, so Gu Yuying simply tossed them to the lawyers at the firm.
In the afternoon, Gu Yuying had just exited Gu Yuming's company.
The car had barely driven onto the road when, suddenly, a woman appeared at the corner. The driver hurriedly slammed on the brakes, but still ended up hitting the woman.
"What's going on?" Gu Yuying, seated in the back, was engrossed in texting Luo Qingli. He had just typed out a few words, telling her he might return home today. But before he could send the message, the car came to a sudden stop.
His phone flew out of his hand.
"Bo…Boss, I… I just hit someone," the driver stammered nervously.
