Thanks to Cheng Hui, his tolerance for shocks had grown stronger.
"When?"
He didn't believe Cheng Hui completely. A gambler's words were nine parts lies and one part truth, and Xie Tingsi's belief that Cheng Hui was on his side had shattered long ago.
Cheng Hui sensed his distrust. "I'm telling the truth. It was about two months ago. I couldn't have misheard."
Unfortunately, he had been too stunned at the time to make a recording.
To make Xie Tingsi believe him, he struggled to recall the details. "Shao Ang and Lu Bai were pretty close. They kept talking about you and your agent—your recent schedule, endorsements, things like that..."
Cheng Hui racked his brain for everything he could remember. The more he said, the less convinced he was that the information was worth twenty million. He stole a glance at Xie Tingsi and saw him suddenly smile.
"You really are a great assistant." Xie Tingsi's voice was ice-cold.
The secret Cheng Hui had told him might well be the one truth among nine lies.
Lu Bai had turned the people around him into a sieve. All because of his agent?
Xie Tingsi didn't believe Lu Bai's story. How could a man that scheming be blindly in love?
He had another motive, and it went beyond targeting Xie Tingsi himself.
Cheng Hui didn't mind the sarcasm. He had done something wrong, so whatever Xie Tingsi said to him was fair.
In fact, Cheng Hui would have felt better if Xie Tingsi had cursed him a few more times.
"I've told you everything I know. When will you transfer the money to my account?" Cheng Hui regretted not asking for more. If he had known Xie Tingsi would agree so readily, he would have raised the price.
Xie Tingsi broke into