The Villainous Celebrity Wife of the CEO - Chapter 153.2

When the last note ended and the ethereal sound of the pipa trailed off leisurely, the audience left from the fairyland in a trance and froze for a long time before they remembered to applaud.

Su Jishi was left panting for more. She came to the studio today in disguise to listen to her sister’s solo, and now that she was done, she wanted to leave as soon as possible before she got caught —— However, when she turned her head, she accidentally ran into a pair of eyes.

Su Jishi never thought that while she was watching her sister on top of the stage, Mu Xiulun beside her had actually been looking at her.

It wasn’t a peek, but an open and honest gaze.

The man’s gaze was fiery, in essence.

Su Jishi was startled and asked him in a good-natured way, “What are you looking at?”

Mu Xiulun replied, “I’m, of course, looking at you.”

“How do I look? No makeup, without a hair wash. If you want to see me in all my glory, then why don’t you just go and look at Jinqing on stage? Anyway, we have the same face. Looking at her is the same as looking at me.”

“But no matter how identical you look, she is not you.”

Su Jishi felt so frustrated that she wanted to scold him but didn’t know where to start.

Why did she never find out that Mu Xiulun was such a pestering character before? His announcement to the press that he was pursuing her beforehand was quite remarkable.

*

After the recording of the program, Su Jinqing and Lin Yan took a night flight back to Australia that night.

In order to cover things up, they did not take an ordinary business flight. Instead, Mu Xiulun sent his own private jet to fly them back.

In the VIP lounge, Su Jinqing couldn’t hold back her tears again. She was sentimental to begin with so at this parting, she was even more sorrowful.

Su Jishi hugged her tightly and said soothingly, “Don’t cry. We’ll see each other again in two months. You’d better enjoy your last vacation. The mouths of keyboard warriors are much more powerful than a crocodile’s mouth. Don’t cry again when you’re scolded. I’m a poor student, so I can’t afford to buy a plane ticket back from the United States to comfort you!”

When Mu Xiulun heard that, he took the initiative to say, “Why do you have to buy a plane ticket? Whenever you need to return to China, this special plane will fly directly to the United States to pick you up.”

Su Jishi glared at him: “You talk a lot.”

Mu Xiulun: “…”

The dignified President Mu didn’t dare say another word after receiving a scolding from Miss Su.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Su Jinqing burst into laughter. She also hugged her sister back heavily and took the opportunity to whisper in her ear, “Sister, I think Mr. Mu is a good person. Consider him.”

Su Jishi didn’t answer, as if she hadn’t heard it.

*

After Su Jinqing left, Su Jishi’s life once again returned to being busy.

However, this time, she was no longer forced, like a ‘duck driven onto a perch[1]’, but took the initiative to take up Su Jin’s burdens. Every day after she finished her work, she happily drew a cross on her calendar, just like a student waiting for winter break.

There was no day off for artists. As the year end approached, in particular, the more work they had.

At the end of the year, Su Jishi took two more magazine covers, three inside pages, promoted a cosmetics brand, conducted an online fan meeting, and took time to participate in a charity event.

By the time she finished all these jobs in one go, the New Year came in her footsteps.

Xiao Xia gathered a few minions from the office to work overtime, wrapped gifts, and sent them to all the media reporters she knew well. The gift boxes were elegantly packaged; a bottle of fragrance for one person, a luxury key pendant, a red wine, plus a desk calendar with Su Jin’s picture on it.

Su Jishi flipped through it and sighed: “The cost of this box is several thousands, no?”

Otherwise, you could say that the entertainment industry was a money squandering establishment. The ‘gift list’ listed by Xiao Xia was printed out with more than a dozen pages of Excel forms, and hundreds of people were listed on it. The total probably amounted to a fortune.

Xiao Xia blinked: “No, ah, they only cost ten yuan.”

Su Jishi: “…?”

Xiao Xia pointed to the gift boxes and said, “These are the products you endorse, and the manufacturers want no money. It’s this gift box that’s a bit more expensive. One costs more than nine yuan.”

Su Jishi: “…What about the calendars? The calendar does cost something, right?”

Xiao Xia smiled: “The calendar printing is sponsored by President Mu. He covered all the printing costs this time. The extra calendars are not wasted. He took them back and said he’ll give them to their company employees as a New Year gift!”

Su Jishi: “…”

Impressive.

……

Good wishes flooded Su Jishi’s WeChat. As soon as she opened her chat box, the word ‘bless’ rained down.

At first, Su Jishi patiently replied ‘Thank you’ and ‘Happy New Year’. But later, she felt it was too cumbersome, so she typed a statement and sent it to everyone in her contact list.

【Thank you all for your care and attention, and please give me more guidance in the New Year.】

Simple, crisp and sharp, quite like Su Jishi’s style.

After the group message was sent, she naturally harvested a new batch of well wishes. Su Jishi didn’t even bother to look at them, and directly chose ‘Mark all as read’.

Just then, a new message jumped to the top of the software.

The sender’s avatar was an iceberg, and the sender’s name was Mr. Mu.

Su Jishi: “…”

Her hand moved on its own and clicked on the message.

In the dialog box, two well-wishes were attached closely together.

Dr. Su: Thank you all for your care and attention, please give me more guidance in the New Year.

Mr.Mu: Every year ahead, please also give me more guidance.

Su Jishi: “…Shameless, you really put gold on your face.”

But despite saying this, when she reacted, she had already pinned ‘Mr. Mu’s’ account at the top.

The author has something to say:

Secretary Gao: For the Chinese New Year, Boss Mu mysteriously called me to the office and said that in order to thank me for my hard work this year, he would give me a gift. I asked, is it a year-end award? He said no, it was his wife’s desk calendar.

Secretary Gao: Is my boss sick?