Tang Gu was overjoyed upon hearing this!
Did Bai Yuejie an that the mask was prepared for her?
Amidst his joy, Tang Gu was also sowhat perplexed and cautiously asked, "Miss Bai, do you want to wear the mask to the event tomorrow night?"
Bai Yuejie looked into Tang Gu’s eyes and said slowly, "This is a good opportunity; you must take good hold of it."
Senior Sister was wearing a mask, and beneath it was a face scarred by fire.
Under Tang Gu’s mask, however, was Tang Wu’s face.
As long as they first used Senior Sister’s identity to attract Shi Lingyan’s attention, by the ti Shi Lingyan saw Tang Gu’s face, he probably wouldn’t pay attention to Senior Sister anymore.
Over the years, having Tang Gu imitate Tang Wu had proven extrely effective.
It was ti to put it to the test.
Shi i glanced around, and seeing that no one was paying her any attention, she began causing a commotion.
Bai Yuejie, extrely impatient, dismissed Shi i in a few words before discussing the plans for the upcoming evening with Tang Gu.
After Shi i had made a scene, she sneaked to the doorway of the music room while they were not looking.
But upon twisting the doorknob, she found the door was locked.
Very vigilant.
Shi i tried to enter but couldn’t; inadvertently turning her head, she noticed Uncle Liu staring at her.
His eyes were like those of a snake ready to strike, as if he wished he could tear her to pieces.
A chill ran down Shi i’s spine. She quickly pouted, turned around, and, huffing, stomped away to cause more trouble.
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Friday.
People crowded Giant Bar to its full capacity.
Senior Sister had recently shot to fa rapidly.
Besides her talents, which were the subject of heated discussion, her star attitude had also sparked much comntary.
A performance once a week, fifteen minutes each ti.
Even top-tier celebrities wouldn’t dare craft such a persona for themselves.
There was mockery online.
So said that Senior Sister was getting a big head before even becoming famous, calling her behavior unflattering.
Others argued that she was just trying to earn a living; she was only working according to what her contract specified.
And so extre voices claid she was rely seeking attention, indulging in hunger marketing, crazily wanting fa.
These were negative comnts.
Besides these, there were plenty of positive remarks as well.
Most of them ca from Tang Wu’s fans.
Among these fans, there were real supporters as well as haters.
But no matter what people on the internet said, the fact that Senior Sister had beco popular was undeniable.
It was precisely because of this controversy that everyone was eager to see what kind of person she really was.
This week, the crowd was even larger than last week.
Even the two presidential suites on the second floor had been booked directly by tycoons.
Second floor, Suite A.
Tang Jingming blissfully munched on so fruit and said, "I tell you, it was right to co here; not only is Senior Sister a great singer, but her guitar skills are top-notch! But while it’s fine for my brother-in-law to co, why are you here?"
Tang Jingming showed a look of disdain as he turned to a young man in a dark violet shirt.
This man didn’t possess the imposing charm and dignity of Shi Lingyan, nor the bright, cheerful personality of Tang Jingming, and instead exuded a refined and gentle deanor.
Thin, black-rimd glasses perched on his high nose bridge which further emphasized a degenerate yet scholarly charm.
Bao Gui gave Tang Jingming a symbolic glance, picked up his glass of wine, took a sip, and then lifted his lips in an unrciful sneer, "I ca to watch you fall head over heels under Senior Sister’s pogranate skirt."
Upon hearing this, Tang Jingming instantly retorted, "Don’t think I’m like you, a playboy, a refined scoundrel, pah!"
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Wait for 10 minutes; I’ll release the 7 o’clock update early.
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