To Zheng Xiuyan, Qi Sheng was no different from those chaebols in South Korea.
For female celebrities like her, he possessed a power that was impossible to refuse.
"Your Chinese is terrible."
Qi Sheng's brow furrowed, his expression unpleasant.
"I… am… trying… to learn."
Zheng Xiuyan stood rooted to the spot, feeling even more nervous than when she used to face the president of S.M Entertainment.
"Begin your performance."
Qi Sheng waved his hand and leaned back in his executive chair.
He propped his chin on one hand, sizing up Zheng Xiuyan as if she were a commodity.
It wasn't an inaccurate description.
Whether it was Zheng Xiuyan or any other female celebrity, they were all just meals on his plate.
"Okay, the song I will be performing is 'Because it's spring'."
After taking a deep breath, Zheng Xiuyan started the instrumental track and quickly got into character.
"Not bad."
Qi Sheng was a little surprised, and his appreciation for Zheng Xiuyan grew a bit.
