They surrounded me right after the breakup.

The footsteps in the corridor gradually faded away, and the old butler's figure disappeared at the top of the stairs.

Xiao Xiao was the only one left on the entire floor.

She stood at the doorway, her pigtails hanging down in front of her shoulders.

She stood there for a while before turning around and walking back to her bedroom.

He bent down to pick up the pillow that had fallen to the ground, dusted it off, and put it back on the bedside table.

Xiao Xiao plopped back down on the bed, Old Xiao's words still echoing in her ears.

From childhood to adulthood, Xiao Yuanshan had never said such harsh words to her.

It seems he's truly furious...

But Xiao Xiao has a problem: she responds better to gentle persuasion than force.

If you talk to her nicely, she might listen to a few words.

If you threaten me by banging on the table, then I'm sorry.

The more you forbid her from doing something, the more she insists on doing it.

When she was little, Xiao Yuanshan wouldn't let her eat ice cream.

She simply ate eight Chocola in one go, and even after getting diarrhea and being hospitalized, she still stubbornly denied it.

My family wouldn't let me go to bars when I was in college.

Xiao Xiao went there for several days in a row, posting her location on WeChat Moments every day to annoy her dad.

The same goes for this time!

Initially hesitant, Xiao Yuanshan's actions became the key factor that pushed things forward.

You're saying I can't get involved with Jiang Han?

I'm going to show you anyway!

Xiao Xiao picked up her phone and opened Weibo.

The music video pinned to the top of Xingyue Media's official Weibo account has already surpassed ten million views.

She wiped away the tears welling up in her eyes and stubbornly pressed the share button.

I picked a line from the lyrics to use as caption.

"I'm still searching for someone to lean on, and for a hug."

Click to send!

The number of reposts exceeded 2 in less than ten minutes.

The comment section was flooded with onlookers.

"Is Miss Xiao personally handing out candy?"

"The lyrics paired with a kissing scene trending on social media doubled the impact."

"Am I seeing things? Is Xiao Xiao sure she's not confessing her feelings?"

How will Star Moon Media respond?

"Did you guys notice that Xiao Xiao reposted it at midnight? It was obviously intentional."

Someone went through Xiao Xiao's Weibo posts from beginning to end.

She used to share Xingyue's posts with a genuine, casual, gossip-loving attitude.

Only this one stands out from the rest.

That's the most straightforward line in the whole song.

Whom can I rely on?

Whose embrace?

Who else could it be but President Jiang!

Soon, a new title appeared next to the trending topic of kissing scenes on the hot search list.

#Xiao Xiao responds enthusiastically#

The two entries are right next to each other, ranking first and second.

The onlookers were excitedly cheering.

The comment section refreshes with thousands of comments every minute.

Why do so many people love reading gossip about the entertainment industry?

Ultimately, it's all about emotional entanglements between men and women.

Everyone watching can project their own emotions onto the story.

Everyone has had a crush on someone before.

Everyone has been stubborn before.

The more I watched, the more I felt it was related to me, and the more related it was, the more I watched.

Public Relations Department of Xingyue Media.

Old Liu stared at the fluctuating data on the monitor screen.

Xiao Xiao's repost quickly became a trending topic within half an hour.

Searches related to music videos continue to surge.

The official Weibo account of Xingyue is still gaining followers at an accelerated pace.

Since the Song Wanning incident.

The company didn't spend a single penny, yet it reaped a huge amount of attention.

They've mastered the art of making money from traffic.

President Jiang left him a message.

Four words: Ignore it.

No comment, no reply, no refutation of rumors.

Let the onlookers figure it out themselves, and treat the trending topics as free advertising slots.

The imagination of the general public is more powerful than that of any marketing team.

Analyzing the kissing scenes in the music video frame by frame.

They dug up all of Xiao Xiao's old Weibo posts and made them into a timeline.

Leaving blank space is more useful than filling it in.

The more the audience thinks about it, the more it itches.

The more it itches in your heart, the more you will pay attention to every move of Xingyue.

Newly signed influencers, newly opened live streams, and training camp registration channels.

Every piece of data proves President Jiang's foresight.

President Jiang, just how far have you seen?

……

The next morning.

Xiao Xiao pushed open the glass door of Xingyue Media.

She wore a dusty pink sweatshirt with dark blue wide-leg pants, and changed her pigtails to a low ponytail.

My makeup was a bit heavier than yesterday, to cover up the dark circles under my eyes from not sleeping well last night.

The young woman at the front desk is organizing visitor registration forms.

He recognized Xiao Xiao on the spot.

That look in his eyes, that attitude.

It's no different from looking after your own company's boss's wife.

"Hello, Miss Xiao!"

"I'm looking for General Manager Jiang, is he in?"

The young woman at the front desk shook her head.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Xiao, Mr. Jiang will be leaving the company for a few days."

"Would you like me to take you to see General Manager Shen?"

Xiao Xiao pouted: "President Shen? Shen Qingning?"

"Yes."

Xiao Xiao cursed inwardly.

He was clearly a has-been celebrity who had retired from the entertainment industry.

He transformed himself into a senior executive at an entertainment company.

Shen Qingning, you're really something!

You scheming bitch! Everything was part of your plan, wasn't it?

The young receptionist walked around her workstation and came to the side to lead the way.

Their attitude was so respectful that it was impeccable.

Xiao Xiao raised her chin: "Okay, lead the way."

Shen Qingning's office is next to Jianghan.

The receptionist knocked and pushed the door open halfway.

Xiao Xiao walked right past her and went inside.

Shen Qingning was sitting behind her desk working on files on her computer.

She wore a dark blue silk shirt with beige wide-leg pants.

Two small pearls adorned her earlobes.

He really does have the air of a company executive.

Shen Qingning looked up and saw Xiao Xiao, then closed the folder.

"Hey? Isn't that our MV's female lead?"

"What brings you here to offer guidance?"

"Oh ho ho, sit down, sit down."

The tone of his voice made Xiao Xiao want to slap him across the face on the spot.

The receptionist sensibly left the room and closed the door tightly.

The two women stared at each other across the desk.

"Where have all the people from Jianghan gone?"

Shen Qingning didn't hide anything: "Paris."

"You went abroad? That was so sudden?"

When did Star Moon Media begin its foray into the international market?

"Wang Jing called to invite me at the last minute."

"The morning flight just left."

Xiao Xiao's mind raced.

She remembered a message Lin Yaoyao had sent in the group last night.

Jiang Han said he was going to France to attend Fashion Week.

At the time, I thought Lin Yaoyao was joking.

When did Jiang Han become interested in fashion?

Shen Qingning pursed her red lips and replied, "We ordinary employees can't possibly guess what the chairman is thinking."

"However, he went alone, without anyone with him."

Xiao Xiao's eyes darted around twice.

An invitation from an older man in the industry? Going to Paris for a fashion show alone?

She would actually think it was normal if Jiang Han brought people with him.

There are always one or two people accompanying me on every business trip.

But this time, being all alone is definitely suspicious.

Xiao Xiao knows Jiang Han's personality all too well.

This is definitely not a proper occasion.

Wait a minute!

Xiao Xiao suddenly discovered a blind spot.

None of my best friends or sisters went.

My chance has come, hasn't it?