Jiang Wei, a crafty old fox like that, would never let himself be at a disadvantage. Using the company shares as bait, he enticed Bai Jingyi to sell him the rights. To prevent her from backing out, he had already played a little word game with the contract.
Bai Jingyi was no match for such a seasoned player as Jiang Wei; she only cared about being happy that she could compete with Chu Nanxi and never thought about the trickery in the contract.
Jiang Wei thought he was smart enough, but he never imagined that, in the end, he would end up playing right into Chu Nanxi's hands.
So it goes, man proposes but God disposes, that's probably the truth of it!
Standing beside the table, Bai Jingyi could only fume with her chest heaving.
"Fine, I can always write another novel later. I'm not just living off this one story, Chu Nanxi, don't be smug. One day, I will surpass you and become a more successful author than you!"
