Chapter 7《Shut Her Out》

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Xiao Jiashu walked into the house with a gloomy face and discovered that his mother had already been waiting for him in the living room for a long time, eyes pinned on the iPad in her hand.

“You’re back? Quickly change your clothes. Your father and brother are in the study discussing work. I told them that you went to a concert with friends.” She shooed him off with her hand, not even bothering to lift up her head.

“Mum, what are you looking at?” Xiao Jiashu squeezed down next to Xue Miao. He discovered that she was in the middle of refreshing the “SUPER New Voice Generation’s” website. The main page was a photo of when Li Jiaer was crowned victor.

“The contestants were very strong this year, but I thought highly of Li Jiaer from the very beginning. Her looks are sweet, has a likable personality, voice is unique, and is currently very popular. If she releases good works consecutively, she’ll be a big sure-fire hit. I told your Aunty Su to go discuss with her about signing a contract with us, but she doesn’t seem to be too interested in Lucky Water[1], and has instead been in contact with Fang Kun many times. It’s such a shame,” Xue Miao said, shaking her head in regret. It was obvious that that she held Li Jiaer in really high esteem.

The already heavily disgusted Xiao Jiashu was angered even further. He coldly snorted, “Did you know, Mum? It’s possible that she’s that high school girl I’ve been searching for the past few years. If it really is her, don’t sign her. I won’t let Royal Crown and Crown Age sign her either.”

Xue Miao looked at her son with shock. “She’s the person you’ve been looking for?”

“It’s possible, but I need to investigate first.” Xiao Jiashu’s face was extremely dark. He carried out his words, going upstairs to contact an old classmate. This classmate was an amazing hacker, and had also pursued his studies overseas in America. After returning to China, he had opened a detective agency. As long as it wasn’t a person of a particularly high status or identity, through the internet, he could dig up absolutely everything about that person within a few hours.

Xiao Jiashu had paid a big sum of money, so naturally the other party speed up their pace. In less than an hour, all of Li Jiaer’s data was sent to Xiao Jiashu’s mailbox. Her original name was Wang Shiqi. She was from Beijing, and had studied at Shidafu High School in the past. Later on, she was involved in a lawsuit, and dropped out of school. Following that, she had plastic surgery, and started working, and had gone through a great deal of experience in the past few years.

Xiao Jiashu had never seen Wang Shiqi in real life, and had only seen a photo of her. However, due to the angle the photo was taken, it wasn’t possible to recognise her in person at a glance. Nevertheless, he knew her voice all too well, so well that it even frequently appeared in his dreams. Those people, that incident, that chaotic and cruel entanglement, had never once retreated in his memories. He had never been a hedonistic rich kid who would use power and authority to crush people, but he wanted to make an exception this time, and sever the other party’s bright future with his very own hands.

Xiao Jiashu had a sleepless night. He went to work the next day with eyes like a panda, and ran into Fang Kun and Ji Mian at the elevator.

“Good morning, Ji-ge, Kun-ge,” he politely greeted.

“Good morning.” Ji Mian gave him a light smile, as if yesterday night’s unpleasantness never happened.

Fang Kun looked at him up and down several times, and then mockingly said, “Xiao Shu, did you go out again and play all night after we sent you back home? I’m not specially picking on you or anything like that but, young people shouldn’t rely on their health and youth and forget how to exercise restraint. You’ll end up paying for it in the future when you get old.” Fang Kun wasn’t a nameless-nobody. There was no need for him to wait upon this big tempered, poisoned-mouthed little young master like he would wait upon an ancestor. When he should dislike someone, he would dislike them, lest he stifled himself.

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