Chapter 8: Chapter 8 It's All Their Fault for Slandering Me!
In the camera lens, Pei Jinxi stood on the stage wearing stage makeup, dressed in black that added a touch of mystery, like a king of the stage. Surrounded by a sea of blue lights, he was incredibly charismatic.
It was Mu Qianli's first time seeing his performance.
Glancing back, she looked at Mu Ming, "When did you start liking Pei Jinxi?"
Mu Ming, as if she had just noticed Mu Qianli behind her, exclaimed with sparkling eyes, "I've liked him for two years! Did you just find out? Ah, he's so handsome! My heart is boiling for him—I feel like I've seen love, wow, auntie!" She jumped over and grabbed Mu Qianli, "Can you get me Pei Jinxi's autograph?"
Mu Qianli couldn't help but think about the concert tickets still in her pocket.
The seats were probably VIP, the closest batch to the stage.
"I... where would I go to ask for that?"
"That's true. With Zhou Mubai, Pei Jinxi's rival, you're too busy dissing him to get his signature. Why would you want Zhou's signature when he's so greasy? Look at Jinxi, they're not even in the same league."
Mu Qianli knocked on her head, "What do you mean 'dissing?' Get it straight, no spreading or believing rumors, okay!"
"How is it not true? Don't think I don't go online. Do you know how bad your reputation is on Pei Jinxi's side? You've been exposed for using black marketing tactics against Jinxi, haven't you? You've fought with Jinxi's fans, and you've suspected him of rigging votes, haven't you?"
"…"
What black account did she use to diss Pei Jinxi…
"Hu Yiwei is slandering me again!" Mu Qianli clenched her fist and then grabbed Mu Ming, "Gossip isn't reliable. Stay away from that rabbit area online; it's all deceptive!"
"I think it's you who should stay out of trouble, and stop corrupting Mu Ming. How come I saw you in the news again yesterday?"
Mu Zhenghua's dissatisfied voice came from behind.
Mu Qianli was startled and turned around to argue, "Dad, why are you also looking at the news online? Those are all fake, don't believe them."
"Heh, you think your dad's a fool who can't tell fake from real?"
Mu Zhenghua, dressed in a blue velvet pajama, glared at her fiercely, hands resting on a mahogany recliner, "I've always said, that entertainment circle is a mess. Stay out of it and honestly join the company, or if you want, invest in something, I'll give you the money."
"Dad, your daughter has her own ambitions outside and doesn't want to inherit your wealth—are you not pleased? This shows I'm deeply influenced by your entrepreneurial spirit, striving forward and creating my own business independently. Shouldn't you be proud you raised me well!"
"You and your smart mouth, I see you've just got your eyes on those flashy young men in the entertainment circle."
"Dad, how could that be? My standards are very high, modeled after someone as grand as you. I'm not interested in those people," Mu Qianli said sweetly, although her father didn't buy it.
"Then you should find time to meet those suitable young men I found for you, the sons of my business partners, none of them inferior to those howling ghosts of the entertainment circle!"
"…"
Mu Qianli felt extremely dejected as this topic came up again.
Behind her, Mu Ming, who was leaning on the couch, suddenly turned her head, "Auntie, with so many handsome guys in the entertainment industry, you really don't find any of them attractive? Instead, you fall for a grandpa type... old man!~"
"…"