Shi Mei felt a warmth swamping her heart.
Before her eyes, she could already see the domineering face of Ye Tiao.
Ye Tiao quickly replied again, "Where are you now, and where have you been all these years?"
Tang Wu had been ’dead’ for three years.
How many people had wept loudly for her, how many had been cast into deep sorrow.
This heartless wretch!
She had been alive all these three years yet had not made a single peep?
No, that wasn’t right.
Tang Wu was not that kind of person.
Ye Tiao’s heart chilled, and Bai Yuejie immediately came to mind.
After all, Tang Wu’s heart had been given to Bai Yuejie.
If not for Tang Wu, Bai Yuejie would have died two or three years ago.
Now Bai Yuejie was living healthily, even starting her own business; that was ironclad evidence.
Without a heart, who could live?
Doubts piled upon doubts in Ye Tiao’s heart, and she was eager to ask everything all at once.
Having grown up with Tang Wu from a young age, Ye Tiao knew her like the back of her hand.
To prevent her from asking further questions, Shi Mei replied, "I know you have many questions right now, but there’s no time. Ye Tiao, I need your help."
Ye Tiao looked at those few words.
Indeed, they appeared just as Tang Wu would sound when she was serious.
Tang Wu was rarely serious, pathetic almost, but when she was, it was impossible not to take notice.
[Tang Wu]: Don’t tell anyone about this matter, except for you, no one else should know.
Ye Tiao’s expression turned grave, and her hand tapped out a few characters on her phone: Does Ling Yan know?
[Tang Wu]: He doesn’t, he’s a major person to guard against [smile] Stop asking, Ye Tiao, when the time is right, I will tell you everything.
[Ye Tiao]: Alright, what do you want me to do?
Shi Mei took a deep breath and typed out each word.
First, she had a sister she had just recognized who had been disfigured by a fire.
She now needed a job and knew how to play all the popular musical instruments; she hoped Ye Tiao could arrange for her to sing at Giant Bar, timing at her own arrangement, and she could forgo the salary.
Second, help the sister create a fake identity so she could live under a new name.
Third, help the sister enter the "Behind the Scenes Star" contest; no need to ask more, just a little help will do, and when the time is right, everything will be explained.
Fourth, invite Ling Yan to Giant Bar frequently.
Fifth, always remember to delete the chat history, don’t let the secret slip, or else her life would be ruined.
Tang Wu had been worried that she would ask more questions, but upon seeing this word, she immediately let out a sigh of relief.
However, she soon received another message from Ye Tiao: When will you see me?
Shi Mei’s heart twisted with a pang.
When would she see her?
Shi Mei was a fool, Tang Wu was a dead person.
Right now, she truly did not know what identity to use to see her.
Before Shi Mei could reply, another text from Ye Tiao came in: I’ll help you.
Only someone who knew so many of their little secrets could be, if not Tang Wu, then definitely someone deeply connected to Tang Wu.
Seeing those three words, Shi Mei’s eyes heated up.
She replied earnestly, "Thank you, Insect."
[Ye Tiao]: Change your damn name for me, will you!
The sorrow and emotion Shi Mei had just felt dissolved, and she burst into laughter, "A name change would be hard to get used to, I’m only thinking of your best interests~"
Before she could send the message, the doorknob of the room suddenly turned.
Startled, Shi Mei’s instinct was to hide her phone.
But it was too late; the sound of the door closing followed by steady footsteps approached.
Shi Mei’s heart was caught in her throat.
It was over, all over...