Chapter 40: Aftershocks

Su Xuan went home and crashed into a deep sleep.

The AF commercial director looked shy and soft, but when filming, he was a complete s*ave driver.

Because everything had to be completely real and natural, Su Xuan’s linking and acting had to be on point. The final scene of falling into the water had to genuinely capture the sensation of suffocation and drowning.

CPR equipment was waiting on the shore. He had to wait until Su Xuan’s oxygen was depleted and he had finished blowing all his bubbles before he could come up for air. During this near-death process, he wasn’t allowed to struggle—he had to curl up into a ball. But because this position severely compressed his lungs, his survival instinct made him struggle, so there were many, many NG takes.

Once, Su Xuan simply didn’t make it back up; he actually sank. He was drowning.

Afterward, the director apologized to Su Xuan for his harsh filming demands, but Su Xuan said it was nothing, because he knew the director’s inspiration for the drowning shot.

Many women who are raped feel severe suffocation because men restrain them by the neck. Many rape-murder cases aren’t intentional murder—the victim is accidentally strangled during the assault.

The director told Su Xuan, “This shot means that men’s desires drown these innocent women like water, whether through rape or aesthetic kidnapping.”

The commercial released during AF’s lingerie show was only a part. The full ad campaign was released at midnight last night.

Su Xuan didn’t bother with any of that anymore. He was dead tired. After coming back, he took a quick shower, watched his livestream, and then slept straight until ten the next morning, when he was woken up by Liu Pangpang pounding on his door.

Su Xuan groggily opened the door. As soon as Liu Pangpang entered, he hugged Su Xuan tightly and cried with excitement, “We won, bro!”

Liu Pangpang turned, closed the door, walked in, and flopped onto the sofa, gulping down two mouthfuls of plain water. Su Xuan said, “Pangpang, that water is two weeks old.”

Liu Pangpang sprayed it out. He looked at Su Xuan speechlessly: “Why didn’t you say so earlier? Forget it, considering last night, I forgive you. Do you know how high AF’s sales were last night?”

Su Xuan tilted his chin and asked, “How high?”

Liu Pangpang: “Restocked twice, sold out completely. Now the whole internet is begging for that navy sailor top you wore in the poster.”

Su Xuan sat down next to Liu Pangpang, still very sleepy. He nodded: “I see.”

Seeing Su Xuan so calm, Liu Pangpang’s excitement faded a bit. He asked in confusion, “This is practically legendary. Why aren’t you reacting at all?”

Su Xuan was quiet for a while, waking himself up. He yawned and said, “I expected it, after all, I looked so beautiful in the shot.”

“…” Liu Pangpang was speechless. “Can you be more shameless?”

But he had to admit that Su Xuan really shone this time.

The forums discussing Su Xuan were almost exploding.

Liu Pangpang handed his phone to Su Xuan, excited: “Come on, look at the hot posts about you from last night. They’re all praising you!”

“Did you hire astroturfers?” Su Xuan asked suspiciously. “Why is everyone praising me?”

Ever since his resurgence, it had been nothing but storms. He was usually cursed: cursed for getting the role, cursed for overlapping schedules, mocked as a “cheap boy” when he appeared in magazines. So when Liu Pangpang said everyone was praising him, Su Xuan’s immediate reaction was that the company had bought bots.

Liu Pangpang was speechless and amused: “Really didn’t. Last night was a spectacle. Why would we need to spend money?”

“Oh.” Su Xuan understood. “You don’t have money for bots.”

Liu Pangpang: “…”

He felt an arrow pierce the knee of Leaf Media.

Su Xuan took Liu Pangpang’s phone and started reading. He was usually not allowed to search for information about himself directly; Liu Pangpang filtered out negative info before telling him. This was the first time Liu Pangpang let him see for himself.

[Li Tao: Is Su Xuan’s ad god-tier?]

1L: Not a fan, a passerby. I used to curse Su Xuan for being a nobody leeching off Emperor Shen’s traffic, but last night that smile in the navy sailor top in the ad… it was too pure. Pure and sexy! I’m crazy. I actually bought several pieces of lingerie for a no-name idol I used to curse…

2L: OP, same here. I wasn’t into Su Xuan’s looks before, but in the ad he was stunning!! I declare that from now on, every androgynous beautiful bottom in the BL novels I read will have Su Xuan’s face!

3L: His looks are incredible. Is Su Xuan’s agency stupid? Why is such a beautiful woman always dressed like crap? In dramas and ads, his looks are on point, but in daily life he looks like a migrant worker in the entertainment industry, the kind whose wages are withheld.

4L: My money… last time it was Emperor Shen’s lipstick ad, this time I bought a few things, why?!

5L: The navy sailor top has been scalped on second-hand sites for over ten thousand yuan. His sales ability is insane…

6L: Don’t say it, I’m crying in poverty. I didn’t snag one last night. Woke up this morning to…

7L: I used to read your forum, but yesterday I saw that ad. Oh my god, you’re telling me Su Xuan is 26?! I can’t believe it. One look and I’m done.

8L: AF really gambled. If Su Xuan hadn’t pulled it off, their entire product line would have flopped. The plan would have been dead.

9L: Not just dead. I heard from an insider that if Su Xuan’s ad had bombed, all the high-end brands that were about to sign him would have blacklisted him. But now? Su Xuan is probably the next darling of luxury brands.

Liu Pangpang leaned over to look, still shaken: “AF really… if they had bombed, they would have only lost one series. But you would have lost your entire future.” He was still a bit indignant. “Later on, AF’s marketing focus was all on you. Even if their series bombed, you would take the blame. They could start over. But you? AF didn’t consider you at all!”

Su Xuan honestly said, “AF didn’t need to consider me. They were fine. They did their job. The lingerie quality is really good. When I left, I asked them to give me a few pieces.”

Liu Pangpang: “…”

A mouthful of blood stuck in Liu Pangpang’s throat, unable to be coughed out: “Can you have some ambition! That company was betting your whole career! If they lose, they just pay damages, but if you lose, you can’t recover! You’d be cursed to death! You knew about this inside info and didn’t tell me! Damn it, even if we had to break the contract and pay compensation, it would have been fine!”

Su Xuan bowed his head in shame: “…But… they gave… really a lot… They later added more money to my fee…”

Liu Pangpang: “…”

Liu Pangpang jabbed Su Xuan’s spine with his finger: “Can’t you have some ambition!!! Ah!!”

Su Xuan whispered a number and said, “That’s the endorsement fee they negotiated with me later. And they said if the ad performed well, we could continue next year, and the fee could be even higher…”

Liu Pangpang quickly calmed down: “Go ask AF if we can sign the endorsement contract for next year today.”

AF added money because of an accident during filming—Su Xuan almost drowned. Su Xuan didn’t think much of it, but the director felt very guilty and forced the company to compensate Su Xuan. Later, Su Xuan figured it might be because the director knew about AF’s aggressive marketing using him.

After reading the email the director had sent Su Xuan exposing AF’s inside news, Liu Pangpang collapsed weakly on the sofa: “As expected, if they pay a lot, there’s no such thing as a good thing. Luckily, the ad turned out amazingly well, or you’d be finished. But the filming was really good. I watched it and felt women have it hard. I want to beat up those rapists.”

Su Xuan smiled: “I like it too.”

Overnight, Su Xuan’s high-end endorsements skyrocketed.

This included many brands whose current endorsements hadn’t expired, all scrambling to lock Su Xuan in, because there was competition among luxury brands. For one category, like lipstick or clothes, an endorsement could only be for one brand.

Now almost every luxury brand on the market had sent Su Xuan an invitation.

This completely shocked Liu Pangpang, who hadn’t seen much of the world. Previously, when he went knocking on these brands’ doors, they wouldn’t even let him smell their products. Now they were all saying, “Our brand has long admired Mr. Su Xuan…” Liu Pangpang complained that when he visited last time, some people didn’t even know who Su Xuan was, now they acted like they had admired him for eight hundred years.

Su Xuan’s performance in that ad was simply too good. Fans raved “off the charts looks,” and even haters could only sourly sneer “god-level styling” without denying that Su Xuan indeed looked stunning in it.

If the usual requirement for big brands’ endorsers was to look “expensive,” then Su Xuan’s portrayal in the ad was “pure.”

So pure, so gentle, so fragile, even exuding a sense of sanctity. Beautiful things are uncontroversial. There’s no such thing as high-class or low-class, fashionable or unfashionable.

You look at him and you just think he’s gorgeous. After watching, life feels better. This kind of pure, sacred thing is much sought after in the fashion world.

Within a few hours, answers to questions like “What’s it like to go from ugly to beautiful?”, “How big can one person’s looks gap be?”, and “How important are makeup and styling to a person’s appearance?” were all dominated by Su Xuan.

The top answers basically had only two images: “Su Xuan’s daily photo” and “Su Xuan’s ad photo.”

Su Xuan felt sad: ‘How ugly do you think I usually am?!’

Liu Pangpang rubbed his hands together: “Any brands you like? If not, I’ll pick according to what my wife likes and sign them for you. They say endorsements give a lot of cosmetics, can save my wife a lot of money buying makeup…”

Su Xuan was speechless: “Can you have some ambition…”

Liu Pangpang didn’t even look up: “Say that after you change out of the underwear you swiped from AF.”

Su Xuan: “…”

Poverty makes people lack ambition.

Liu Pangpang seemed to remember something: “Oh right, a variety show invited you. I think you should take it. It’s ‘Morning Call.’ Five minutes. You just set up a camera and film yourself waking up, send it to the crew.”

‘Morning Call’, also called ‘Wake Up Call’, is a comedic online variety show that films celebrities waking up.

One celebrity per episode, only five minutes. If fan demand is high and the episode gets many views, the celebrity might get a second appearance.

Shen Chao did five episodes. Every time, he got up as soon as the alarm rang, brushed his teeth and washed his face efficiently. Each episode was basically the same, but he was very popular. Many people liked watching Shen Chao wake up.

Su Xuan didn’t know what was so good about it, but he’d watched it maybe a few thousand times.

Song Xiao and Wang Muzhe also appeared on this show.

Wang Muzhe’s episode got high viewership because he accidentally filmed the lubricant placed next to his facial cleanser while washing his face in the bathroom, and it even trended.

Song Xiao’s alarm rang three times in five minutes, but she still didn’t get up. Fans watched the Best Actress perform a five-minute flower-like refusal to get out of bed.

Celebrities who have been on this show are all quite famous; it’s considered a watershed that acknowledges first-tier stars.

Liu Pangpang sighed emotionally: “Su Xuan, half a year ago, I wouldn’t have dared to dream of this. Endorsements you can choose freely, variety shows are waiting for you, and you have blockbuster dramas in hand…”

Su Xuan stepped on Liu Pangpang’s foot. He glanced at the door and said quietly, “Keep your voice down. We’re in the company, and Fu Mu’s office is next door.”

Liu Pangpang whispered back, “I’m saying it for Fu Mu to hear. He’s a green-eyed monster. Let him sour to death.”

Su Xuan gave Liu Pangpang a cold look. Liu Pangpang shut up awkwardly and said, “Well, think it over. Go home and rest. I’ll come find you at your place this afternoon.”

As soon as Su Xuan went out, he saw Fu Mu leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, looking at him with a half-smile. “The hot shot, the big star.”

Su Xuan paused. He opened his mouth to say many things, but in the end, he just looked at Fu Mu with a complicated expression and said, “… ‘Kan Po’ is really good.”

Fu Mu’s face immediately darkened, as if stepped on a sore spot. He snapped harshly, “It wasn’t sung for you!” After saying that, he seemed to feel he overreacted. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and turned his head away.

Su Xuan said calmly, “No matter who you sang it for, it’s still very good. Is there something you need from me?”

Fu Mu adjusted his breathing a few times, then turned back and glared fiercely at Su Xuan. He sneered, “Do you think your commercial is great? Your drama is great? That they made you a first-tier star overnight? Do you think you’re popular now, Su Xuan?”

“But is popularity a good thing?” Fu Mu’s eyes revealed a deeply hidden resentment. “Do you think that once you’re famous, everything will be fine, and you can go against everyone, against the whole world? Why did you shoot that AF commercial and challenge BF?”

“Didn’t I have Ning Xinyang tell you who’s behind BF? It’s UK!” Fu Mu’s final words were almost a shout. After he finished, his breathing was uneven, his eyes red as he stared at Su Xuan for a few seconds, then turned and walked away.

Su Xuan was stunned. He hurriedly reached out to grab Fu Mu’s hand, but Fu Mu slapped it away with a loud smack.

Fu Mu, his back to Su Xuan, slowly clenched his fists and said, “Su Xuan, I’ll warn you one last time. Don’t mess with UK. Stay away from everyone related to UK. BF is a major investment of theirs.”

Su Xuan watched Fu Mu’s retreating figure and suddenly raised his voice, “Fu Mu!”

Fu Mu paused. Su Xuan, breathing heavily after shouting, said, “‘Kan Po’ is really good. It’s my ringtone now.”

Fu Mu was silent for a few seconds, then snorted, “Change it. It wasn’t sung for you.”

Then he walked away without looking back.

After returning home, Su Xuan sat on the sofa for a very long time.

Su Xuan had asked Ning Xinyang why he didn’t want him to continue filming. Ning Xinyang had hesitated for a long time before saying that Brother Fu said BF’s backing company was UK. Brother Su, AF put you on the front line to fight BF. Whether you win or lose, there won’t be a good outcome.

Because UK is a company that will wipe out its enemies regardless of whether they win or lose.

At the time, Su Xuan had done a quick search in the midst of his busy schedule but found no obvious connection between BF and UK. But Fu Mu’s intense emotional reaction didn’t seem fake…

Su Xuan frowned. This meant the connection wasn’t visible on the surface. The hidden ties between two large companies were hard to uncover, beyond Su Xuan’s ability.

But he had some friends in finance who could find such connections… However, if he contacted those friends, it would definitely let his father know he was using those connections…

Thinking of his stubborn father, who had always opposed everything he did, Su Xuan felt a headache coming on. But in the end, he sighed and chose to compromise.

Su Xuan asked a friend to help investigate BF’s share distribution and the personal connections of its major shareholders.

The other party sounded surprised and a bit teasing: “Ask me to check shareholding relationships? What, has Young Master Su finally decided to stop playing in the entertainment industry and start a real business?”

“No, no,” Su Xuan said. “Just want to understand. I’m not starting a company. Don’t tell my dad I’m checking this.”

The other person chuckled softly: “Still having a tiff with your dad? Your rebellious phase is long enough. Just call him and ask him to check. He’ll dig up everything, even tax evasion records.”

“Thanks a lot,” Su Xuan laughed ruefully. “My dad is retired, and since I came out, he’s unilaterally cut off father-son relations with me.”

The other laughed: “Your dad has unilaterally cut off relations with you several times, right? Once when you refused to go to a proper university and wanted to take the art exam, once when you entered the entertainment industry, and once when you came out and moved out. I think your dad is Schrödinger’s dad—he’s only your dad when he’s cutting off relations with you.”

“Stop joking,” Su Xuan said helplessly. “Bro, I’m calling you big bro. Help me check, and I’ll treat you to a meal later.”

The other: “Okay.”

About two or three hours later, the other called back.

His tone was serious: “Su Xuan, how did you find this? Behind BF, there are two companies that together hold over fifty percent of the shares, giving them absolute control. Then those two companies are each absolutely controlled by another company. Peeling layer by layer, you get to an offshore company. The founder of that offshore company is a minor. I checked the info on this special founder, and I found that UK’s major shareholder, Du Long, is sponsoring this minor founder’s high school education.”

“It’s very well hidden,” the person said, increasingly grave. “Usually, unless they’re doing something illegal, very few companies bother to hide this many layers.”

Su Xuan asked, “What situations do you think require this many layers?”

The other thought: “Hard to say. I guess there’s illegal trading. Usually, if the main companies, BF and UK, have a direct illegal transaction chain, they’d need to hide this many layers.”

Su Xuan asked again, “What kind of illegal transaction do you think?”

The other’s tone became heavy: “A lingerie company that currently looks like a prostitution den, and an entertainment company. Su Xuan, what do you think? While I was checking, I found that higher-ups are already investigating. Do you understand what I mean? If you have any evidence related to this company, send it directly to me as a tip-off. This is a very serious issue, Su Xuan.”

Su Xuan was silent for a long time: “I understand.”

After hanging up, Su Xuan sat in silence for a while. Five or six minutes later, he called Ning Xinyang: “Hey, Xiao Ning, come over to my place.”

BF and UK both had their headquarters abroad, making them offshore companies, but most of their business was domestic.

That caused management inconveniences, but also convenience: things not allowed domestically could be run through overseas channels.

For example, UK’s high penalty fees and unreasonably long contracts had loopholes. But if the contract was signed under offshore regulations, the difficulty of litigation would multiply.

UK had many artists.

UK was a huge company. Every year, they signed new talents on a large scale and also launched many new faces. Many popular stars came from UK. Before Shen Chao, UK almost monopolized the entertainment industry’s traffic. Year after year, the best actor and best actress awards were basically taken by UK’s stars.

Moreover, UK had partnerships with many other entertainment companies—like Leaf Media.

Su Xuan’s only contact with UK was when UK collaborated with Leaf Media.

At that time, UK directly embedded a project team called the “New Star Group” at Leaf Media. All new signings at Leaf Media had to be screened by this group, like choosing concubines. If they liked you, you stayed; if not, you went elsewhere.

For example, Ning Xinyang wasn’t selected.

At the time, this project group was incredibly impressive, almost like turning stone into gold. They could pull all kinds of resources, and the training teachers were top-notch.

So later, when Liu Pangpang said Ning Xinyang had terminated his contract with Leaf Media and went to UK, Su Xuan wasn’t surprised at all. UK’s ability in this area was top-tier.

Fu Mu, Su Xuan, and Shen Chao—all three were selected by this project group.

They were the three “aces” of the group: Shen Chao’s face, Su Xuan’s acting, and Fu Mu’s songwriting and singing ability—all outstanding.

Su Xuan and Fu Mu were both managed by Liu Pangpang, while Shen Chao was always handled by the head of the New Star Group, an agent from UK named Liu Mengke.

Leaf Media was ambitious back then. Despite being in the red, they insisted on producing and partially producing “Horse’s Grey Hoof” and distributing “The Courtyard.” After Shen Chao became hugely popular, Leaf Media swelled even more, thinking they would lead a new era.

But with Shen Chao’s departure, Su Xuan’s waning, Fu Mu’s plastic surgery, and UK withdrawing their project team, Leaf Media deflated and nearly died.

Su Xuan only found out that the project team was from UK after he fell out with Fu Mu.

Su Xuan had never known much about UK. He hadn’t spent much time in the project team; he mostly took classes and directly contacted Liu Pangpang for work resources.

Unlike Fu Mu and Shen Chao, who spent more time in the team. Because Fu Mu was in music development, and UK was a major player in music, Fu Mu even went to UK’s headquarters for training. Shen Chao didn’t come from a formal acting background, so he needed one-on-one guidance from project team teachers and his own agent.

Su Xuan needed to learn about UK, but few people around him had connections to UK, and even fewer were willing to talk about it. Fu Mu seemed to know a lot, but there was no way he’d sit down and have a good talk with Su Xuan. Wang Muzhe was decent to Su Xuan, but he wouldn’t easily leak info about his former employer.

Shen Chao… if there was something Shen Chao didn’t want to say, no one could force him to speak. Su Xuan had learned that lesson well.

The only person he could push around was Ning Xinyang.

Ning Xinyang sat down nervously. He looked at Su Xuan, who was smiling kindly, and was a bit confused: “Brother Su… what do you need me for?”

“Tell me, what exactly did Fu Mu say to you about BF and UK?” Su Xuan asked.

Ning Xinyang paused, then spoke slowly: “…Brother Fu said you shot this for AF, and no matter the result, you’d be going against UK, and you’d provoke them.”

Su Xuan sighed: “Thank you.”

He stopped for a moment, then said, “Xiao Ning, I want to ask about UK. Is it okay for you to talk about it?”

Ning Xinyang hesitated, looked up at Su Xuan: “I don’t know much either, Brother Su. Go ahead and ask. I’ll tell you what I can.”

Su Xuan tapped his fingers anxiously on the coffee table. He lowered his eyes and asked, “I want to know, UK signs so many new talents every year on long contracts, but this circle is cruel. Not everyone can make it. I was a low-level extra for three years, and I rarely saw UK extras in the film set.”

“But they’re under contract with high penalties and can’t break it. Those UK artists who never made it don’t even work as extras to earn money. I’m curious—how does UK actually operate those artists?”

Ning Xinyang stared straight at Su Xuan, his eyes slowly reddening, mist forming on his thick glasses. His lips trembled for a long time before he took off his glasses and wiped them, his voice barely audible: “…They accompany drinking. Some people go to accompany drinking.”

Su Xuan paused for a few seconds. Watching Ning Xinyang, who seemed suddenly triggered, he remembered the hotpot restaurant where he had seen Ning Xinyang. Apart from Ning Xinyang, everyone else there was a rich young master. A chill ran down Su Xuan’s spine. He thought of something and looked directly at Ning Xinyang.

Ning Xinyang choked out, continuing: “…I accompanied drinking too, to save up the penalty fee to leave. Accompanying drinking pays well. Some senior brothers and sisters, or agents, would give you contacts.”

“I know there’s also accompanying fighting. People with good physiques go to high-end gyms to be beaten up by wealthy people. No hitting back. Twenty thousand to thirty thousand an hour.” His voice trembled. “Those with good looks, and willing to get hit in the face, can get a bonus. I heard some people just like hitting celebrities to relieve stress.”

Su Xuan wiped his face. He inhaled and exhaled, then asked, “…Is there accompanying sleeping?”

Ning Xinyang said softly, “That’s for the higher-level ones, only for the more popular female artists. Brother Su, the most common kind you mentioned… they’re filming softcore porn.”

Su Xuan repeated word by word, “Softcore porn?”

Ning Xinyang turned his face away slightly: “…It’s not allowed domestically, but UK has partnerships with many big overseas companies, including adult industry companies. Asians are quite… popular in those places.”

“They won’t force you, but they’ll keep telling you how much money you can make, how many big directors you can meet, how many opportunities you’ll get…”

Su Xuan’s throat was dry. He clenched his fists until his bones cracked: “It’s like saying, ‘Drink this pot of hotpot soup base and we’ll spend a million to produce your album,’ right?”

Ning Xinyang’s tears fell drop by drop onto the glasses in his hands: “…Yes.”

Su Xuan downed the cold overnight water from the coffee table. He took a deep breath, stood up, paced around the sofa, then forced himself to sit down calmly: “Do you have evidence of this? Can we sue them?”

Ning Xinyang shook his head, pale: “It’s very hard to sue. And most of them are voluntary. UK doesn’t force you to do anything, including filming… softcore porn. Many of those girls go on their own, sign contracts with those porn companies, and enter the industry voluntarily, not officially through UK.”

“Even BF and UK… I heard from Brother Fu that after BF’s yearly lingerie show, they hold… some unsavory private parties. But many models don’t want to attend. So they ‘buy’ a batch of girls from UK. But those girls are under other companies’ names, scattered to BF. Those companies have no obvious connection to UK, so it’s hard to trace it back to UK.”

Su Xuan, expressionless, slammed his fist into his knee. They fell into a wordless silence.

Su Xuan suddenly asked, “Can you tell me why Fu Mu knows so much about UK?”

Ning Xinyang bit his lower lip and shook his head: “Brother Su, it’s not that I won’t tell you. I really don’t know why Brother Fu knows so much about UK. Not long after my voice went bad, he brought a large sum of money to UK and helped me terminate my contract.”

“After I terminated… I had a bad mental state for a while.” Ning Xinyang lowered his head, his expression unclear. He gently rubbed his wrist, tracing lines on it. His voice was trembling uncontrollably. “Brother Fu said, ‘Come be my assistant.’ So I went back to work with Brother Fu.”

Ning Xinyang sniffled, his eyes red as he looked at Su Xuan: “Brother Su, Brother Fu is really a good person. I don’t know why he acts so hateful toward you, but he won’t do you harm. He always told me to watch out for you, to not get too close with UK people.”

“You and Brother Fu were such good friends back when you were under Agent Liu. He won’t hurt you, Brother Su.”

Su Xuan sat in silence for a very long time. He closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and smiled: “I know.”

Su Xuan wanted to get more information out of Fu Mu. He had a feeling Fu Mu knew even more inside stories.

Ning Xinyang hesitated: “But… not today. I saw Brother Fu go to run on the treadmill…”

Su Xuan looked at Ning Xinyang in confusion: “…Why can’t I see him because he’s on the treadmill?”

Ning Xinyang: “Brother Su, did you forget? Brother Fu pasted your poster on the treadmill belt.”

Su Xuan: “…”

Ning Xinyang: “I heard someone say Brother Fu is wearing spiked shoes this time.”

Su Xuan: “…”

Ning Xinyang: “Brother Fu must be really angry with you. He’s been cursing why you set his song as your ringtone. But Brother Su, if you insist, I can tell Brother Fu today that you…”

Su Xuan calmly interrupted: “Let’s discuss this another day.”

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