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Chapter 987 - 987: Su Ji’s Legs Are Not Legs, They’re…

[ “Sorry, I don’t have her contact information.” ]

Ms. Lan was busy preparing a few drafts, and her assistant was helping her check her WeChat.

Seeing Su Ji’s reply, the assistant’s expression fell and he handed her the phone. “Ms. Lan, Ms. Su isn’t willing to help..

Ms. Lan glanced at the phone. There was no change in her expression, as if she had already expected it. “Help me say thank you.”

The assistant replied with an “oh” and muttered softly, “Ms. Su is so stingy. They’ve worked together. How can she not have her contact information? She’s not even willing to help with such a small favor. To think that Ms. Lan helped her coordinate the reward for PK competition back then…”

Ms. Lan tidied up the interview script in her hand and put the information aside. Her actions were experienced and her lips curled into a smile.

Since she was done with her work, she took it as a break and gave her assistant a lesson. “The relationship between Ms. Su and Ms. Ji…don’t you think it’s a little strange?”

The assistant blinked in confusion. Before Ms. Lan mentioned it, she obviously didn’t think so. However, after thinking about it carefully, she suddenly said, “are you talking about the online war last night? Because Ms. Ji and her character are both very popular, and her fans don’t get along with each other, so she didn’t want to help?”

Although the matter had been suppressed this morning and neither side had noticed the heated discussion, as the host and assistant of the talk show, and one of the people involved would be interviewed soon, they would definitely follow up on this matter.

Just as the assistant came to a sudden realization, Ms. Lan quickly refuted her statement. “I don’t think it’s that simple.”

“Ms. Ji may seem aloof from worldly affairs, but someone is paving the way for her.” Ms. Lan could tell from the last interview that the power behind Ji Xi was not small. “And Ms. Su is not simple.”

The assistant moved his chair closer to Ms. Lan, looking gossipy. “Could it be that there’s something going on between the two of them?”

The smile on Ms. Lan’s lips was mysterious. “We’ll have to dig deeper into this.”

She picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Her tone was faint as she said, “why do you think our talk show is so popular?”

The assistant tilted his head and waited for Ms. Lan to enlighten him.

She smiled. “You have to find issues, especially those that other media outlets can’t see…”

The assistant thought for a moment and nodded calmly.

Listening to Ms. Lan’s words is better than reading ten years of books!

Three days later, in the morning, the light of dawn in the castle manor was dim. In the ridiculously luxurious restaurant, an elegant melody was played.

“Stop playing,” Henry ordered. The intoxicated pianist’s expression froze, and his movements stopped abruptly.

He closed the piano lid, stood up, bowed, and left.

Henry wasn’t in the mood to listen to the piano music at the moment. He was watching the video that the assistant had found for him.

It was the video clip of Pei Huai’s fiancée riding a white tiger in that TV series that had been especially popular on the Chinese Internet these past two days.

Henry was curious about Pei Huai’s fiancée, so when the video caused quite a stir in the entertainment industry in China, the assistant saved the video immediately and showed it to his CEO.

Henry took the phone and held it horizontally in his hand. He didn’t look at the video directly, but glanced at the comments section first.

[ “I’m dead, I’m dead, I’m dead!” ]

[ I really want my soul to pass through Mia! Su Ji’s legs are not legs, they are the spring water of the Seine!!” ]

[ “Xuanji, I love you!” ]

Henry sneered in disdain. He looked up at his special assistant and teased him as if he was resonating with him. “Pei Huai is quite willing to spend money. He must have hired a lot of Internet trolls for his fiancée, right?”

The special assistant scratched the back of his ear and replied with a fleeting gaze, “probably…”

Henry snorted again, and then his gaze fell back on the screen. He opened the video, crossed his legs, and started watching it nonchalantly…

Then, he maintained this position for five minutes. After the video ended, it automatically replayed!

Henry’s expression gradually became complicated.

“Is this the fiancée of the man surnamed Pei?” He pointed inside and asked the special assistant, “are you sure? Not his daughter or something?”

“I’m sure.” The assistant was very certain. To make sure that nothing went wrong, he had even joined CEO Pei’s fiancée’s official fan club yesterday.

There was a fan -made video collection at the top of the video, recording all the high-profile moments of CEO Pei and his fiancée from the time they participated in the variety show on the deserted island to the time their relationship was exposed at the Ocean Palace.

He watched the video from the beginning till the end and gritted his teeth so hard that they almost fell out. He guaranteed that he did not get the wrong person!

On the contrary, he could not understand his CEO’s expression at this moment. It was as if his arch-enemy in kindergarten had suddenly held hands with the prettiest school belle in kindergarten!

For some reason, he felt a little sour.

Henry looked at the video and rubbed his chin with his fingers.

Why did it feel like his fiancée…was different from what he had imagined?

He thought that she would be a vulgar sexy stunner or a tasteless socialite, but looking at her now…

She was like the kind of matcha sponge cake that had a unique fragrance. The first note was bitter and cool, but the second note was fragrant and sweet. It was mysterious and thought-provoking!

Wait a minute…

Henry suddenly opened his eyes!

Why was it matcha again?

This adjective seemed to have appeared a little frequently recently?

Henry was still confused when he felt the fragrance of matcha wafting into his nose.

“Young Master, your Matcha Napoleon is ready.”

Henry looked in the direction of the maid’s voice and saw the green, exquisite layered pastry. For some reason, his eyes narrowed.

“Take it down and throw it away!” He said.

? The maid thought that she had misheard him. The assistant looked at his CEO strangely. “Boss, don’t you like matcha-flavored desserts?”

“Who said that?” Henry denied it immediately.” Don’t think you know me very well!”

After saying that, he threw away the napkin and got up to go back to his room.

The assistant looked at the back of his CEO who was inexplicably angry and was confused.

The maid also looked down at the freshly baked Napoleon in her hand. Although she felt that it was a pity, she was ready to throw it away. However, at this moment, the assistant suddenly stood in front of her. “That…”

The assistant smiled and rubbed his hands. “I’ll help you throw it.”

The maid hesitated for two seconds. “Thank you then.”

The assistant waved his hand. Then, the fragrant Napoleon was in his hand.

Then, when the maid left, his saliva immediately splashed on the cake!

He had been craving for that for a long time!