100 Days Of Escaping My Wedding
Chapter 325 - Not That Deserving of a Beating_1

Chapter 325: Chapter 325 - Not That Deserving of a Beating_1

Leng Jing followed Xiao Qiao’s rhythm and started speaking without any expression, "No, I have to say it! Brother, I like you! I like it when you hold my hand, when you stroke my head, when you smell of your scent, your body heat..."

Long Yan covered his mouth, and burst out laughing, "You’d better not say it! After listening to you, I felt nothing! I’d rather listen to Xiao Qiao speak Japanese!"

She must have gone mad to actually find him endearing!

That person... even though he sometimes deserved a beating, he wasn’t deserving of a beating this bad!

Three years later.

Japan.

EM Record Company.

The concert had just ended, Xiao Qiao returned to the dressing room exhausted and took a few throat lozenges.

Music producer Ikeda Shotaro considerately passed over water and a towel, "Xiao Qiao, you worked hard."

"Thank you."

After a bout of chaotic footsteps, suddenly a person burst in, looking furiously at the two, "The one who’s working the hardest is me! Why do you only care about her every time, treating her so well! She’s just a little voice actress, what’s so great about her? I want her gone, now, immediately!"

Ikeda Shotaro glanced at Xiao Qiao with an embarrassed look, and hurriedly pulled the furious woman to one side, whispering, "Ame! Calm down! Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to convince her to help out!

She is indeed just a background voice actress, the one shining on the stage is you, no matter how good-looking you are, how great your dancing is, but you’re a singer, without her voice you are nothing!"

Ono Ame angrily pushed him away, "It’s always like this! You always say that! Yes, she’s important, and I’m nothing, right? Tell me the truth, do you have feelings for her?"

Ikeda Shotaro held his forehead, helplessly whispered, "Ame! How could I fall for her! She’s blind."

Ono Ame hysterically shouted, "What if she wasn’t blind? Does everyone think that if she could see, she would definitely be better than me?"

"Shh, keep your voice down! Do you want everyone to find out?" Ikeda grasped her shoulders, "But there’s no such ’what if’! Go get ready, there’s another performance coming up!"

"No, I don’t want to! I don’t want her here! You make her disappear!" Ono Ame glared hatefully at the person sitting inside.

"Ame, stop being unreasonable!" Ikeda’s expression turned cold.

"She leaves, or I leave! You must make a choice today!"

Ikeda frowned deeply, "Do you realize you are courting self-destruction?"

"I don’t care about that! I don’t want her here, I don’t want to hear her voice again, I don’t want you to see her!"

"At least wait until after the next performance."

"I can’t wait a moment longer! You make her disappear right now!"

Ikeda sighed helplessly and returned to the dressing room.

Ame’s voice had been so loud, it was impossible that she hadn’t heard it, yet her demeanor remained calm and peaceful, as if nothing could disturb her.

Just as Ikeda was about to speak, suddenly a man’s voice sounded from outside the door, startling both him and Ono.

"I just wanted to give you both a surprise, but it seems like I’ve come at a bad time?"

The two of them bent down in a fluster, "President!"

They had not expected the boss himself to come.

The man wasn’t dressed in a suit and tie but was wearing a loose and comfortable Japanese kimono; yet, his expression at the moment couldn’t be any less relaxing.

"From tomorrow on, you both don’t need to come here anymore."

"I am EM’s most influential singer!" Ono immediately raised her head, looking at him in disbelief.

She had thought that even if they found out, with her current popularity, he would only find her a better dubber, instead of doing anything to her.

Now, he was actually asking her to leave?

"A singer?" The man’s voice was quite sarcastic.

Ikeda thoughtfully began to speak, "President, I can leave right away, but if Ame leaves, it will surely have a big impact on the company. Can both she and the dubber continue to stay, to maintain the status quo?"

The sound of an electronic watch beeped, and Xiao Qiao, who had been listening bored with her head down, stood up, picked up her guide cane, and slowly walked outside.

It was almost dinner time, and Jing should be waiting for her at home.

Probably the boss would agree to Ikeda’s suggestion in the end!

Regardless of whether they come or not, she was not going to come back from tomorrow.

She just wanted to sing simply because it made her feel fulfilled and happy, but she didn’t want to get involved in a love triangle, nor in these complicated entertainment industry matters.

Xiao Qiao hadn’t walked far when she suddenly felt someone approach, and her hand was forcefully grabbed.

This breath... wasn’t Ikeda’s, nor Ono’s.

Was it EM’s president?