Xu Xiaoyou's expression froze.
The situation was somewhat unexpected for her; the other party actually jumped out of the trap she had carefully designed.
Yes, this contract of hers had many loopholes, with many aspects being vague, such as the artist's salary, which was only vaguely passed over with words like sharing in the company's profits.
She had thought that as long as she used the 'recency effect' to attract the girl's attention entirely to that prominent final clause, it could make the other party subconsciously blur the impression of the middle terms.
The other party was more attentive than she imagined, not always being led by her.
Tang Xin's crescent-moon-like eyes deepened with laughter, as if she had stepped on the tail of a little trickster.
Actually, she wasn't entirely confident herself; she was also secretly observing Xu Xiaoyou, wanting to see if the other party would show shock, or be embarrassed and angry after being exposed.
