Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 936
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 936
Maybe she would change her mind since there is still some time before thepetition.
J nced at her watch before she nonchntly stated, “Professor Fontaine, I shall take my leave
then.”
“Alright.” The resigned Dn had no choice but to rise to his full height and see her to the door.
Right after she stepped out of his office, a voice rang. “J, you finally came out.”
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“What’s the matter?” She paused in her steps with her brows slightly furrowed.
The person, who came to convey a message, was so excited that he almost danced with joy. “A few
persons-in-charge of the music agencies have arrived at our university. They are currently waiting for
you at the entrance of the medical school.”
The news rendered her speechless. “I understand. I will head over now.”
Their conversation was overheard by Dn, who was inside the office. Propping both hands on the
office desk, he let out a sigh. If J is willing to put the same amount of attention she has for the
entertainment industry in the medical field, a new legend would be born. It’s such a pity! She seems to
have ack of interest in the medical field, so why did she choose to study medicine then?
At the same time, at the entrance of the medical school, students of Woodsbury University, who had
just calmed down from the shock of learning that J was Miss Sweet Tune, burst into an uproar
again.
The students in the ss were envious of her. “Oh, my God! One is International cier Music and the
other one is International Kings Music!”
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“Yeah, I heard that these two musicpanies arepetitors!”
“That’s true! Walter and Gordon are under International Kings Music. I wonder if J would choose to
work under them as well.”
“I am sure she will choose International Kings Music since the three of them were once study partners.”
“In that case, International cier Music will have to return empty-handed?”
“Sigh, I envy her a lot. If J rejects their offer, I am more than willing to take her spot and ept it.”
“You? Can you even y the piano?”
While the rowdy students were immersed in their discussions, the two persons-in-charge who came to
the university were at each other’s throats. The person-in-charge of International cier Music red
as he stormed, “F*ck you! Gordon and Walter are under yourpany now, yet you are going to
snatch Sweet Tune away from us?”
The person-in-charge of International Kings Music coldly snorted and sneered, “Since you have
mentioned that Walter and Gordon are under us, why should Sweet Tune join yourpany?”
Upon hearing his words of mockery, the person-in-charge of International cier Music could not help
but scoff, “Haha, the only few capable talents yourpany has are Gordon and Walter and the rest
are losers. So, it is obvious that you would wish to get Sweet Tune to support yourpany.”
The unrelenting person-in-charge of International Kings Music refuted, “What does that have to do with
your patheticpany? Quickly return and manage yourpany’s artists so that they won’t
embarrass themselves in front of the public.”
“What do you mean by ‘patheticpany’? The renowned International cier Music is not a ce for
nobody like you to humiliate!”
The two of them crossed swords and it nearly escted into a fight. Upon seeing themotion, the
students at the scene could not help but crane their heads to silently watch the show.
At that moment, a cold, nonchnt female voice suddenly rang from behind. “Please excuse me.”
Upon hearing that, the persons-in-charge of International cier Music and International Kings Music
turned in the direction of the sound in unison. The moment they saw J, the anger boiling in them
gradually subsided.
“Sweet Tune, you are finally here!”
“Oh, my God! I finally get to meet you after a long wait.”
The persons-in-charge of International cier Music and International Kings Music were desperate to
butter her up.
J’s footsteps came to a halt. She sluggishly leaned against the wall while asking in a monotone
voice, “What’s your purpose for wanting to meet me?”