Outside the deserted backstage men's restroom stood a sign that read, "Plumbing maintenance in progress. Temporarily closed."
From inside one of the locked stalls came the sound of a woman swallowing, gulp, gulp.
The sound continued for over thirty minutes, only stopping when the noise announcing the start of the show came from outside.
Gulp!
Ahem, ahem.
The woman's cough sounded as though she had swallowed something difficult to get down.
A moment later, the door opened, and Jiang Siming stepped out. The woman who followed him was none other than Chen Wei, whom he had just met outside the venue.
By then, Chen Wei's red lips were smeared, her small mouth slightly swollen, her lipstick a mess, her clothes disheveled, and her face flushed.
"God Ming, you're so wicked~ Bullying me like that~" Chen Wei's eyes were filled with seductive allure.
Jiang Siming wore a smile as he walked up to her and pulled her into his arms.
Thinking Jiang Siming wanted to do something to her again, Chen Wei obediently closed her eyes.
But Jiang Siming merely took a voice recorder from the handbag she had brought with her. Its indicator light was on, clearly showing that it was recording.
Jiang Siming waved the recorder in front of her eyes and sneered, "What's the meaning of this?"
Chen Wei opened her eyes. She was speechless for a moment, stammering incoherently.
Her intentions were actually very simple: she wanted to use this move to latch onto Jiang Siming.
As long as Jiang Siming refused her, she could use the recording to threaten him with his reputation.
She had not expected Jiang Siming to discover her scheme long ago. The reason he had not exposed her earlier was that he did not want to ruin his mood while she served