The Billionaire's Priceless Darling: 33 Days of the CEO's Pursuit - Chapter 20 - Woman, You'll Beg Me 2
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No wonder even Guan Nana, a wildly popular star, would throw herself at him.
Then… if the secret photos she captured of that car scandal were published, the weekly magazine wouldn’t just sell out-it would go completely insane.
No wonder he went to such great lengths to get the Storage Card back. It wasn’t for Guan Nana-it was for the reputation of his title as the Asia-Pacific CEO.
And she actually foolishly handed the Storage Card back just like that… So stupid.
“Damn it!”
Gu Xiaoai slammed the table in frustration, almost knocking over the water glass.
Her phone rang. It was an unknown number. She picked up, and a deep male voice came through the phone into her ear: “Tuesday night at 10 PM. Be at my house.”
Before she could say anything, the caller hung up.
What in the world?
Is this guy crazy? Yes, he’s absolutely crazy!
For now, though, she had the photos of Guan Nana and Korean star Ela kissing passionately to lean on, so she didn’t need to dwell on it too much.
Gu Xiaoai quickly forgot about the phone call, finished her draft, and sent it off for printing. She had originally intended to blur the two stars’ faces out of courtesy, but her uncle insisted it wasn’t needed, so it went to print as-is.
Predictably, within a week, AK Weekly completely sold out. Over the next half-month, they kept reprinting and reprinting…
The entire Magazine Publisher was bustling with energy, and all the employees were extremely invigorated. Even at home, she heard less of her aunt’s veiled, sarcastic remarks.
Looking at it all, Gu Xiaoai wasn’t sure if it was worth it-but she had already done it.
Once you choose to sell your dignity, there’s no use regretting.
This is a realistic world… there’s no medicine for regret.
The city was as lively and bustling as ever at night. Gu Xiaoai walked alone along the streets. The giant commercial screen on one of the skyscrapers was showcasing the beauty of France-a unique, romantic, and charming Paris.
Gu Xiaoai stopped in her tracks, staring blankly. She felt lost. Someone once told her, “Xiao Ai, Paris is the capital of art. Didn’t you want to study directing? I’ll go with you.”
That person had spoken during their voice-changing years as a teenager. Their voice was a bit hoarse, yet to her ears, it had sounded so pleasant.
But then, nothing happened after that.
The artistic capital of Paris-she never got the chance to visit.
The boy who had appeared so many times in her memories and dreams-she wondered how he was doing now. Had he grown taller? Was he even more handsome? Had he gotten a girlfriend?
“Chu Shixiu, how are you?”
Her soft voice escaped her lips, only to be drowned out by the noise of the bustling streets and traffic.