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"President, Miss Xia has arrived." After parting ways with Xinran, Mukai Saki took the elevator upstairs. Mu Shaosi had a top-tier presidential suite on the fifteenth floor of the Cadillac. He often chose to rest here when he had the chance, and since he didn't need to attend tonight's opening cocktail party as the behind-the-scenes president, he remained in his room.
"Yes, I know." Mu Shaosi elegantly leaned back on the sofa, the cigar in his hand releasing wisps of smoke that curled around him.
Since that day when Summer decisively left the apartment in Shaoyang, he hadn't seen her. He felt some guilt for deceiving her, but signing Sky Media to have her as a Contract Artist was already the greatest reward and compensation he could offer. He owed her nothing now, so there was really no need for him to attend tonight's opening cocktail party. However, when the gown airlifted from Paris was placed before him, an odd image of Summer wearing it flashed in his mind, and he found himself eager to see it. Thus, this gift, which was supposed to be presented to her during the announcement at the cocktail party that Qingtian had officially signed her, was delivered to her ahead of time.
"Is the president planning to go downstairs?"
"Let's wait a bit longer. By the way, what gown is Summer wearing?" Mu Shaosi's gaze drifted to the crystal chandelier on the ceiling as he asked softly.
"As you wish, Miss Xia is wearing that gown. Your taste is impeccable; it truly seems like that gown was tailor-made for Miss Xia. I think it's hard for anyone else to wear it as perfectly!" Mukai Saki replied respectfully with a subtle smile.
As Young Master Si's secretary, she had always had the opportunity to witness the progress of his so-called game. She knew that Young Master Si intended to bring Summer down from heaven to hell on the night of the opening cocktail party, causing her to lose both love and career and fall to the Bottom of the Valley. However, just a few days ago, Young Master Si informed her that Qingtian planned to sign Summer as a Contract Artist, and once the contract took effect, they would spare no effort in promoting her!
Having been with Young Master Si as his secretary for many years, she could roughly guess what had happened between him and Xinran. It was likely that his scheme had been exposed. When she sent the gown through her hands to Xinran's manager, it confirmed her suspicions. Initially, she felt pity for Xinran, thinking that what she believed was love was merely a deception. But now it seemed that Summer knew exactly what she wanted and how to handle this love filled with deceit. She was not a weak or fragile woman who would cry out in despair; perhaps in the end, it would be Young Master Si who faced misfortune!
"Xinran, this gown is beautiful; you will truly dazzle everyone tonight!" Upon seeing Xinran, Hoshia approached her. She was unaware of the gown's origins; she simply thought that Xinran looked stunning in it.
"Really? Maybe," replied Xinran with a wry smile.
"What’s this? The famous superstar from your family isn’t planning to make an appearance tonight? Are you feeling timid and embarrassed to face us, Xinran?" At that moment, Jerry approached them with an unfriendly glare directed at Hoshia. The conversation they had ended poorly days ago seemed to have created an underlying tension between them.
"Augus has his own schedule tonight. Whether he comes or when he comes doesn't need to be communicated to me, so naturally, he won't be coming with me, Mr. Fan. You're overthinking it!" Hoshia shot Jerry a glance and said coldly.
"Jerry, you can chat with Hiya for a while. I want to go over there and have some peace," Xinran said absently as she noticed Mu Shaosi walking out of the elevator from the side. She frowned slightly and quickly walked in the opposite direction of Mu Shaosi, not realizing that the two people beside her were almost arguing.
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