Mu Shao and his buddies were confused. Trying to sell fruits?
“There’s a dragon fruit seller…” Ji Anan’s eyes swept across Young Master Mu’s hairstyle, which resembled a dragon fruit.
“Mu Shao, she’s talking about you. Dragon fruit…”
“And a pear seller.” She stared at one of them with a pear-like physique.
“What are you laughing about? Your mother really is a pear seller…”
“And there’s also two watermelon sellers, along with a sugar cane seller.”
“I’ve already told you two that you guys should lose some of the weight around your bellies. And you… sugar cane seller?”
Ji Anan hung up the phone and started to walk away, but Mu Shao blocked her again. “I like saucy and brazen beauties like you. Since you’re so gorgeous, no matter how insolent you are, I won’t get mad.”
…
Beiming Shaoxi sat in a high-backed cotton accent chair with a cocky smirk at the corners of his lips.
His cerulean eyes gleamed with fascination.
“Mr. Beiming?” A foreign man with a cigarette in his mouth was surprised by the hint of a smile on his lips. “I’m glad we have the chance to work together.”
For the entire night, Beiming Shaoxi gave off an air of overpowering dominance.
He provided his curly signature on the contract, handed it over, then stood up and walked out of the compartment.
Will had already pulled up the files on Ji Anan and handed them to him. “Young Master, her name is Su Qianmo…”
…
A gang of slackers blocked Ji Anan’s exit, and she cried out to the waiter for help.
She had accepted the gig simply to make some extra money. She hadn’t wanted to be caught up in messy drama…
She had been well-protected since she was young and had the sauciness of an heiress with a privileged upbringing. Since this was the first time she had ever worked a job, she wasn’t quite aware that the combination of her impertinent mannerisms and her breathtaking looks could potentially bring her unwanted attention.
The supervisor trotted over and tried to dissuade him. “Young Master Mu, this is our newly hired pianist. I hope you—”
“Get lost! How dare you interrupt me when I’m in the middle of a conversation with a woman?” Mu Shao raised his fists.
A hand in a black glove caught him by the wrist, and a sinister aura crept up on him.
Mu Shao turned his head around. “Who are you—”
Ji Anan turned her head, too, and came face to face with an exquisitely handsome face. Her mind instantly went blank. Why was it him?
Dressed in formal attire, he looked as striking as always, the very embodiment of aristocrat sophistication.
After panicking for a few seconds, she gradually calmed herself down.
She was Su Qianmo right then, and there was no way someone as blind as Beiming Shaoxi would recognize her… But hadn’t he seen her as Su Qianmo before as well? It had been three years already, so perhaps he had already forgotten!
Since she studied music, she knew how to use her throat, stomach, chest, and other body parts to make a variety of sounds.
She had the ability to make five different vocal styles, similar to how singers knew how to use falsetto.
Whenever she assumed the identity of Ji Anan, she spoke with her chest.
When she presented as her true identity, Su Qianmo, she naturally used her real voice.
…
Beiming Shaoxi exerted a slight pressure on Mu Shao’s hand by pulling it back, and Mu Shao instantly fell to the ground in a kneeling position facing Ji Anan.
Young Master Mu was furious at being publicly humiliated in front of a beautiful woman. “Stop him! Beat him up!”
His buddies wrapped up their sleeves in preparation for a brawl.
Beiming Shaoxi’s eyes gleamed with danger, and all it took was for him to glance at them with his menacing eyes before they were all instantly intimidated into taking a few steps back.
He took off his black gloves and began cracking his knuckles one by one, the sound of bones popping ringing out.
His overpowering bearings made him look like a dark emperor.
His long legs hadn’t even sent a single kick before the pear-shaped man stumbled to the ground and pressed his hand to his chest. “What a forceful kick.”
“Sorry, but I can’t help you, Mu Shao. I’ve been beaten as well.”
One by one, his useless buddies started collapsing to the ground.
“Damn it, you bunch of disloyal scoundrels!” Young Master Mu was fuming with rage, and he dialed some numbers on his phone. “All of you get in here right this second. I’ve been threatened!”