Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Ye Shengge walked into Star Brillianceâs office, having a flair about her.
Star Brillianceâs office wasnât huge. Celebrities and their teams were often out, so few people were stationed permanently in the office.
All the staffers greeted her, âSister Shengge.â
Ye Shengge also smiled and nodded at them.
She was used to being called âSister Shenggeâ, and sometimes she forgot that she was only twenty-one years old. Almost everyone in the company was older than her, including the artists.
âSister Shengge, Boss Mu is waiting for you in the meeting room,â her assistant Lin Qi whispered, âbut he doesnât seem to be in a good mood.â
Ye Shengge curled her lips. âWhatâs wrong?â
âThis morning, Miss Mu and Boss Mu came together, and I heard Miss Mu wheedling Boss Mu. She said that you spent the night with a male stranger last night... and that she will have pictures soon, but later, out of nowhere, Miss Mu suddenly started to flip out and smashed her phone.â
All the journalists were in the police station, and Mu Xiaoya couldnât get in contact with any of them, so she had failed to provide any evidence. There was no way she wouldnât be mad.
Ye Shenggeâs eyes glinted. She said, âWell done.â
She then opened the door of the meeting room and walked in. She saw Mu Xiaoya leaning against Mu Yanhuaiâs shoulder, whimpering. They looked very close.
Mu Yanhuai saw Ye Shengge, then he pushed away the woman leaning on him and looked at Ye Shengge solemnly.
âWhere did you go last night?â Mu Yanhuai stared at her as if heâd figured something out. âWhere did the rumor come from?â
âRumor? You heard if from Mu Xiaoya, didnât you?â Ye Shengge smiled. âNow I understand it. As long as Iâm your fiancé, Xiaoya will always hate me. Iâm starting to wonder whether that clip is real or not.â
Mu Yanhuai was dazed, âWhat nonsense are you spouting, Shengge?â
âRumor? There were journalists trying to get to you today. They wouldnât have done it if they didnât have evidence.â Mu Xiaoya stood up, staring at her. âYou mustâve done something terrible to my brother.â
âWhat journalists? I have no idea.â Ye Shengge blinked, looking innocent. âWhere did you hear that from, Xiaoya? Iâm not an artist. Why would they come for me? Do you really think itâs necessary?â
Mu Xiaoya was suddenly rendered speechless. She had been ready to confront Ye Shengge for when she had tried to frame her, but she had never expected Ye Shengge to play dumb.
The journalists had gone to the hotel to confront her, yet all of them had lost contact, and she couldnât get in touch with any of them.
âOkay. Itâs just a misunderstanding. Letâs forget about it.â Mu Yanhuai tried to mediate. âShengge, Xiaoyaâs a bit spoiled. I donât want to hear this kind of ridiculous assumption again.â
âRidiculous?â Ye Shengge smiled, but she actually felt pained. âI feel like Xiaoyaâs been treating me as her rival. I reckon she treats you as your man.â
She felt ridiculous as she hadnât realized it until she had seen their affair.
Mu Xiaoya smiled disdainfully but smugly.
Yanhuai was her man.
âShengge!â Mu Yanhuai yelled. âYou werenât this petty before.â
This again.
Ye Shengge suppressed her emotions.
One day, she would force that man to admit his relationship with Mu Xiaoya.
âI went to see Xu Xiangjie last night, and I have good news.â Ye Shengge changed the topic.
Mu Yanhuaiâs eyes gleamed, âHeâs going to give the lead actress role to Xiaoya?â