they shared this photo yesterday on their rednote so we are probably getting that scene of gaotu and wenlang in…
The club was still buzzing even though the clock had long passed two in the morning. Neon lights flickered, music pounded, but on the back steps, a young man in a dark shirt sat quietly, as if trying to carve out a pocket of silence in the chaos. Gaotu.
He sat hunched, fingers loosely wrapped around an empty can he had downed just to stay awake. His hair was slightly messy, his face drawn with exhaustion, but his eyes still held a glimmer of something he never wanted anyone to see.
From a distance, the sound of polished leather shoes echoed closer. Shen Wenlang. He had just stepped out of his sleek black car, deliberately taking the back entrance after being informed that Gaotu had been working late night shifts here.
“Gaotu.” His voice was firm but carried a hint of concern.
Gaotu startled slightly but quickly forced a faint smile. “Mr. Shen… what are you doing here? This isn’t really the place for…”
Shen Wenlang didn’t answer that. He stopped a few steps away, studying his assistant who usually looked sharp and composed. Tonight, fatigue and hidden wounds were all too visible.
“The salary I give you… isn’t enough?” His words came out sharp, cutting straight through the silence. “Or are you too reckless with money that you need another job?”
Gaotu froze. His tongue felt heavy. If he spoke, the bitter truth would spill out that half of his wages every month went straight to his father, trapped in the grip of addiction. But Gaotu couldn’t let Shen Wenlang know. He couldn’t let that shame stain the way his boss saw him.
Silence was his only shield.
Shen Wenlang exhaled, realizing his words had struck too harshly. His expression softened, regret flashing in his eyes.
“I shouldn’t have said it like that.” His tone lowered. “If I crossed the line… I’m sorry.”
Gaotu kept his gaze down. “It’s not your fault, Mr. Shen…” he murmured.
But Shen Wenlang wasn’t going to let it slide. He stepped closer, crouching slightly so that his eyes met Gaotu’s. “Starting tomorrow, you quit this job. I don’t want to see you wasting yourself here anymore.”
Gaotu blinked in confusion. “But I…”
“I’ll pay you another salary.” Shen Wenlang cut him off, his voice laced with command. “If you agree, you’ll follow me twenty four hours a day. Handle my meals, prepare my clothes for meetings, travel with me when I leave the city. If I video call you late at night, you answer. If I ask about work, you report. Understand?”
Gaotu was speechless. His heart twisted. This wasn’t just about money but it was something deeper, as though Shen Wenlang was pulling him further into his world.
Shen Wenlang sighed, his gaze steady. “Maybe I’m being controlling. But… I can’t stand seeing you like this, Gaotu. You deserve better than a dim staircase outside a cheap club.”
Gaotu’s eyes wavered, stung with unshed tears. Despite the rough edges of his words, there was warmth hidden in Shen Wenlang’s tone, an undeniable protection.
And that night, under the fading neon glow, Gaotu’s life quietly shifted direction.
they shared this photo yesterday on their rednote so we are probably getting that scene of gaotu and wenlang in tomorrow's episode . photo: https://kisskh.at/photos/YYrdlA_3
Guys support eliot on instagram , they are making fake rumours and explicit AI photos of him .https://www.instagram.com/p/DPCBwhZDy-a/?img_index=1&igsh=ZWowdG1jNWJpdWdy
here's my late lunch thought how are they planning on wrapping up GaoTu and WenLang's story in the next 3 episodes…
I guess their story will end this season without an open ending, but there’s a big chance for season 2. The Nongjian sisters were talking about it before the show aired. However, they need to earn some money back in order to make it happen. Hopefully, they’re getting it since their fan meeting sold out in just two minutes. They’ll probably have more events, magazines, and maybe even a concert in the future to support creating more projects.
According to some people, an alpha × omega relationship is considered a straight relationship, but what category would an omega × omega relationship fall into?
Different opinions are allowed.”“We can say bad things about this show and it’s our opinion.”“Free speech.”Go…
Yes, like why is it not allowed on other pages, but when it comes to this page, someone acts like an angel to the haters and says we must respect different opinions?
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He sat hunched, fingers loosely wrapped around an empty can he had downed just to stay awake. His hair was slightly messy, his face drawn with exhaustion, but his eyes still held a glimmer of something he never wanted anyone to see.
From a distance, the sound of polished leather shoes echoed closer. Shen Wenlang. He had just stepped out of his sleek black car, deliberately taking the back entrance after being informed that Gaotu had been working late night shifts here.
“Gaotu.” His voice was firm but carried a hint of concern.
Gaotu startled slightly but quickly forced a faint smile. “Mr. Shen… what are you doing here? This isn’t really the place for…”
Shen Wenlang didn’t answer that. He stopped a few steps away, studying his assistant who usually looked sharp and composed. Tonight, fatigue and hidden wounds were all too visible.
“The salary I give you… isn’t enough?” His words came out sharp, cutting straight through the silence. “Or are you too reckless with money that you need another job?”
Gaotu froze. His tongue felt heavy. If he spoke, the bitter truth would spill out that half of his wages every month went straight to his father, trapped in the grip of addiction. But Gaotu couldn’t let Shen Wenlang know. He couldn’t let that shame stain the way his boss saw him.
Silence was his only shield.
Shen Wenlang exhaled, realizing his words had struck too harshly. His expression softened, regret flashing in his eyes.
“I shouldn’t have said it like that.” His tone lowered. “If I crossed the line… I’m sorry.”
Gaotu kept his gaze down. “It’s not your fault, Mr. Shen…” he murmured.
But Shen Wenlang wasn’t going to let it slide. He stepped closer, crouching slightly so that his eyes met Gaotu’s. “Starting tomorrow, you quit this job. I don’t want to see you wasting yourself here anymore.”
Gaotu blinked in confusion. “But I…”
“I’ll pay you another salary.” Shen Wenlang cut him off, his voice laced with command. “If you agree, you’ll follow me twenty four hours a day. Handle my meals, prepare my clothes for meetings, travel with me when I leave the city. If I video call you late at night, you answer. If I ask about work, you report. Understand?”
Gaotu was speechless. His heart twisted. This wasn’t just about money but it was something deeper, as though Shen Wenlang was pulling him further into his world.
Shen Wenlang sighed, his gaze steady. “Maybe I’m being controlling. But… I can’t stand seeing you like this, Gaotu. You deserve better than a dim staircase outside a cheap club.”
Gaotu’s eyes wavered, stung with unshed tears. Despite the rough edges of his words, there was warmth hidden in Shen Wenlang’s tone, an undeniable protection.
And that night, under the fading neon glow, Gaotu’s life quietly shifted direction.
photo: https://kisskh.at/photos/YYrdlA_3
spoilers of that scene from the novel .
However, they need to earn some money back in order to make it happen. Hopefully, they’re getting it since their fan meeting sold out in just two minutes. They’ll probably have more events, magazines, and maybe even a concert in the future to support creating more projects.