I Went Viral After Dating a Superstar-Chapter 17 The Swindler

Zhou Mubai emerged from behind, "Mu Qianli, what exactly is going on? How could you say it was one million? What did you do with the two hundred thousand?"

Lin Huahua interjected, "Do you even need to ask? She pocketed it herself. I’ve said it before, people like her are the most likely to embezzle, especially now that you, Mu Bai, are making so much money. You have to be careful of the people around you. It’s a pity you always praised her so highly. Look at her, your very agent is treating you like a fool, swindling you, and you’re practically counting the money for her. This time it’s two hundred thousand, but who knows how much she’s swindled before."

Zhou Mubai’s eyes filled with disbelief, but clearly, as he looked at Mu Qianli, his expression shifted between disappointment and anger, "Mu Qianli, tell me, how many times have you cheated me before? I can let bygones be bygones, but don’t treat me like a fool."

"Zhou Mubai," Mu Qianli looked back at him coldly as he questioned her repeatedly, "Is that what you think of me? Forget it, accusations should be based on evidence. What makes you think I’ve embezzled your money? And you’ll ’forgive’ me for it?"

"Then explain how you can afford those bags, those top-tier clothes, your car, your luxurious apartment? The commission I pay you shouldn’t be enough for all that."

Zhou Mubai had thought her commissions were decent, but Lin Huahua’s analysis, insisting those clothes were exorbitantly expensive and hard to buy, nearly convinced him that she must have been embezzling his share.

Over the years, she had always been good to him, and he truly believed she was honest and loyal, but now, he suddenly doubted everything, wondering if Mu Qianli had been deceiving him all along.

Mu Qianli did not think Zhou Mubai would remember these details.

"Ha, so you think I stole your money for those items?"

"How could you afford them otherwise? I may not recognize it, but I know the bag you’re carrying is worth over a hundred thousand. How could you afford it?" Lin Huahua pointed at her bag, telling Mu Qianli, "Don’t think Mu Bai is easy to bully. I tell you, if you don’t admit it and return the money you’ve swallowed, I’ll find the best lawyer to sue you, expose you, and make you broke and unable to survive in this industry."

"Go ahead, sue me."

The more Mu Qianli thought about it, the more absurd she found it. But as she turned to leave, she turned back and looked at Zhou Mubai, "Zhou Mubai, do you know why I held back two hundred thousand yesterday?"

Zhou Mubai paused, puzzled by her gaze.

"Previously, to secure a cooperation with Gucci for you, I bought eight hundred thousand worth of Gucci products. That’s how I met the mayor of Da Dong District through the store manager. The last time, to get Beauty Magazine to feature you on their cover alone, I privately booked a hundred thousand copies, securing their sales volume. Another time, when you released your song, I paid to suppress a damaging article about plagiarism from your competitor, costing me three hundred thousand. I handled all these without the company because I foolishly paid out of my own pocket. But now, I’ve wised up. I want to recover every penny I spent on you. Now that you know, I will deduct my personal money from your upcoming activities. If you have any objections, I’ve kept all the accounts of the money I’ve spent. Every deduction will be clearly shown to you."