Chapter 67 - Pointed the spear
Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp
Ling Xi looked at her cell phone. âSorry, itâs late.â
Shen Bingxi immediately got to the point. âI hear you know a lot of record company owners, donât you?â
âWhat?â
âYou can be my Bo Le. Can you introduce me to one or two?â
Ling Xi took her coffee, just as if she was about to leave, but then started to taste it slowly.
Shen Bingxi felt that she had lowered her posture enough. She would agree, right?
Behind the coffee cup, Ling Xi saw her look of expectation. In her previous life, she used to be light-hearted, thinking that even if she entered a good record company, she wouldnât be too popular.
The fact was that, she became popular all over the country in two years, and what made her most resentful was that she relied on her own original songs and then finally made false countercharges against her, raking in the benefits for herself.
She liked to look at cars and pedestrians coming and going on the street while she drank coffee in her spare time. When she was inspired by chance, she would write down the lyrics and add the tunes when she got home. It was just a hobby.
But when Shen Bingxi knew, and had sold herself as a solid person in front of her, for a moment sheâd gotten soft, and promised to lend it to her for use.
However, when sheâd needed it to sing the theme song of a TV series, there was a dispute over the copyright.
âLing Xi go and die, and curse your family!â
âLing Xi is shameless, unexpectedly copying my Xixiâs song, but also insisting that you wrote something, too disgusting.â
âDo you want to buy a watch? Do you want me to give you one?â
âIf you had the talent, why did you hide it?â
âThe Qingming* Festival is here. Would you like to make an appointment to burn paper money for Ling Xi?â
Thinking of those comments, Ling Xiâs heart became more and more uncomfortable. The Entertainment industryâs water, had never been more shallow like that time.
â¦.. âDo you know what I hate most?â
Shen Bingxiâs temple suddenly jumped, âI donât know.â
Ling Xi put down the coffee cup and looked directly into her eyes. âI hate people who are double-faced, you clearly hate me in your heart right? Yet here you are, making nice and flattering me, youâre working really hard. I heard Ou Mengxue say, that previously because of a man, you let your three sidekicks put me in the toilet. Is that right?â
She pointed the spear at Ou Mengxue.
Shen Bingxiâs heartbeat suddenly stagnated. Ou Mengxue, that two-faced bi*ch, originally thought they could talk to each other, but she didnât expect her to be a bi*ch with a honey sword.
The corners of her eyes twitched slightly, and the thin lines at the corners became visible.
âLing Xi, youâve misunderstood. Itâs not like that. I used to like brother Jiayang, but that wasnât what I ordered, and I didnât know theyâd do that.â
Looking at Ling Xi remaining silent, she immediately got up and called Su Qi and the rest.
Bai Lu lowered her head and stood there silently.
Su Qi apologized generously to her. âLing Xi, it was our fault. We just wanted to air Bingxiâs grievances. There was no other malice. We did it ourselves, it has nothing to do with Bingxi.â
Jiang Xiaoxue shed tears, as if she had suffered a great deal of grievance. âIâm sorry.â
Ling Xi, upset by her tears, rubbed her eyebrows unhappily.
Shen Bingxi gave Bai Lu a look, and Bai Lu opened her mouth, speaking unwillingly. âIâm sorry.â
Hearing the apologies of the three of them, Ling Xiâs inner pain poured into her heart, and her face became cold. âIf a âsorryâ is useful, will I continue to sit here?â
*Qingming Festival- Tomb sweeping day.