Ji Shiting curled his lips and had a contemptuous look on his face.
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“What happened?” he asked.
There was a moment when Ye Shengge wanted to tell him about Summer Wood, but then she realized that the man was definitely not interested in such things, not to mention that she had already gotten her account back.
She shook her head and said, “Let me stay here.”
Ji Shiting stared at her and tapped his left hand on the desk in silence.
He already had her complete information in his hands the morning he suggested the marriage proposal. This was probably beyond her imagination.
That was why he knew that the woman had the alias ‘Summer Wood’.
Ji Shiting had never been interested in these things, so he never mentioned them, but he had a good memory. When he heard his secretary mention ‘Summer Wood’ this afternoon, he immediately understood everything.
As expected, the woman looked miserable when she was home. He had thought she would ask him for help, but she didn’t say a word.
Did she not want to trouble him, or did she not trust him enough?
Or perhaps it was both.
Ye Shengge got more nervous as he continued to stare at her.
“Can I?” She put her hand on his left hand.
Ji Shiting still didn’t say anything. He clicked on the mouse with his right hand, then he leaned back and relaxed.
He curled his lips and said, “Whatever you want.”
Ye Shengge immediately smiled widely. She moved to the back of the desk, trying to sit on him. She looked at the man’s face, wondering if he would throw her out if she tried to push him further.
Ji Shiting sneered and grabbed her.
Ye Shengge immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled herself against his chest. As expected, she knew that the man wouldn’t be mad at her.
Ji Shiting saw how smug she was, snorted and clicked the mouse again.
Ye Shengge was enjoying herself when she heard a familiar prelude.
Her body froze.
After a few seconds, she came back to her senses and said, “Isn’t this ‘Ten Summers Nine Seasons’, Summer Wood’s signature song?”
Ji Shiting eyed her.
“You like Summer Wood’s songs?” Ye Shengge couldn’t help asking, and her heart pounded.
“They aren’t too bad,” Ji Shiting said. “I listen to her occasionally.”
However, this was enough to make Ye Shengge blush.
He… actually listened to her songs and thought they were great?
Ye Shengge couldn’t help blurting out. “Mu Xiaoya isn’t Summer Wood. Don’t believe what’s on the Internet!”
“I know.” Ji Shiting couldn’t help curling his lips upon seeing how angry she looked. “This song isn’t something a superficial woman like Mu Xiaoya can produce.”
Ye Shengge felt all the anger and indignation built up over the whole day disappear when she heard that.
That’s right! What did the fans think of her? Couldn’t they tell what kind of person Mu Xiaoya was? Why would they believe that she was Summer Wood?
Ji Shiting probably didn’t know much about the entertainment industry, but he had seen the truth from that song alone!
