Zhang Chusheng’s contempt couldn’t have been more evident.
His expression made it clear he was mocking Ye Tiao’s wild fantasies.
But Ye Tiao seemed not only unperturbed but even pleased.
She stood up, smiling, and said, "Just wait and see. The companies coming for me won’t just be yours. If you’re not interested in collaboration, there’s the door—straight ahead and to the right."
Zhang Chusheng: "..."
He had been in the industry for so long yet had never met such a brazen newcomer.
It wasn’t until later that Zhang Chusheng realized that Ye Tiao was Tang Wu’s childhood friend.
Birds of a feather flock together, indeed.
At Giant Bar, in the presidential suite on the second floor.
Shi Lingyan lounged on the couch with ease.
His tall frame stretched out, legs casually crossed, his deep blue shirt half unbuttoned with his tie loosely hanging around his neck, and his hands resting on the back of the couch.
He epitomized relaxation.
Yet even in such a lazy pose, his air of nobility was unmistakable.
He looked at the glasses Xiao Yuan had been steadily placing on the table and raised an eyebrow, "What’s this about?"
Xiao Yuan put down the last glass and said, "This is from Senior Sister, as an invitation for you. She asked me to tell you that her next performance is on Friday next week. She welcomes your attendance."
Shi Lingyan glanced at the dozen cocktails on the table: "Why?"
Xiao Yuan spoke earnestly, "She said you’re handsome and she wants to pick you up."
Xiao Yuan instinctively looked at Shi Lingyan’s left ring finger.
There were no signs of a wedding ring.
"She won’t mind since she’s not planning to marry you anyway," Xiao Yuan repeated the words with Shi Mei’s cunning delight, grinning, "She said you made her night very enjoyable, so consider these as a part of the thank-you gift."
That frivolous comment was like a bolt from the blue, exploding suddenly at Shi Lingyan’s heart.
His previously relaxed gaze sharpened abruptly, his eyes settling coldly on Xiao Yuan.
They were like the piercing awakening of a slumbering beast.
On receiving that look, Xiao Yuan felt as if goosebumps were rising all over his body.
An inexplicable tension gripped him.
"Did she send you to deliver this message?" Shi Lingyan’s voice was low and cold.
The casual air had vanished, replaced by an icy frost that seemed to envelop him.
Xiao Yuan straightened up instinctively on hearing this, saying, "Yes... yes, that’s what she said."
"What else did she say?" Shi Lingyan sat up straight, methodically fixing his appearance.
His movements were slow, and as he looked down to adjust his tie, he... actually looked quite dashing.
Xiao Yuan could suddenly understand why, amid the masses, Senior Sister had set her sights on a married man.
"She also said..." Xiao Yuan hesitated, weighing his words before speaking: "It’s a pity you weren’t entirely sober last time; she hopes you’ll come again when you’re fully awake..."
His voice trailed off.
Xiao Yuan saw Shi Lingyan pause mid button, his heart pounding ’thump thump’ as if squeezed.
Suddenly, Shi Lingyan let out a "Heh," "Where is she?"
"A-ah, she..." Xiao Yuan scratched his head, saying, "She’s off work. She mentioned, if you want to find her, next Friday... come rain or shine..."
Although Shi Lingyan’s expression hardly changed, Xiao Yuan felt the surrounding atmosphere grow colder, shuddering involuntarily and stepping back without realizing it.