No guilty, no hiding

At Dream High.

"That's it then. We need to focus more on the niche genres," Yating said as he led the meeting. "Dream High and our writers will surely soar if we strategically handle its marketing. We need to make the niche as our USP."

"Yes, Sir," the heads of the department nodded.

The meeting ended and everybody left except for Yating. He shut his laptop and simply rested on the chair. He looked at the time and in normal circumstances, he would have gone to the other set for shooting the ad commercial. But now he had nothing to do. Not after how things ended with Chyou.

A call flashed on his phone and he clicked his tongue.

Who is it now…

It was Gu Rong, who had been continuously trying to reach him since he was in his meeting.

Ah shit I forgot.

"Yes, Dad-"

"I have been trying to call you since ages and you don't even bother to pick my calls!"

"I was in a meeting, Dad."