Chapter 59, Anonymous Photos

"Ah Ling?"

Wen Hanyun was a little surprised, "Why did you get here so quickly? Have you been waiting here the whole time?"

"No," Qin Ling winked playfully, "It was just a coincidence~"

After she got into the passenger seat, the car drove smoothly away from the Yan family's old house.

"You're finally out," Qin Ling said, turning her head to look at her. "They didn't give you any trouble inside, did they?"

Wen Hanyun shook her head. "They're just trivial things. There's no need to take them to heart." She didn't know if she was comforting Qin Ling or reminding herself. "Grandpa Yan's idea is for me to stop the band, either go back to school as a teacher or stay home to take care of Yan Sheng."

Qin Ling chuckled lightly: "He really thinks he's some kind of emperor emeritus. Why should he get to decide your life and feelings?"

“It’s okay, Yansheng’s support is enough for me,” Wen Hanyun took out her phone and unlocked it. She swiped her finger across the screen, but there was no reply from Yansheng. He must still be working. “However, he told me before he left that he would be back in at least half a month this time.”

Qin Ling shook her head. "Never mind him. I've already arranged all the schedules, and I can start accompanying you tomorrow."

“Okay, Ah Ling will accompany me.” Wen Hanyun nodded, pondering the tour schedule a week from now.

The first performance started in City A and received a good response. The second performance was in City G, which is located near the coast. There were not only domestic audiences but also many foreign tourists. The large flow of people meant that the tickets were sold out long ago.

She opened her notes, flipped to the tour schedule page, and wrote: "An original opening, two songs requested by fans, and a final original song to close the show, a total of four songs, you're all set, right?"

“No problem,” Qin Ling replied. “Grandpa has arranged a plane to take a few of us from the band to G City.”

"Isn't this a bit too flashy?" Wen Hanyun sighed, realizing that even after spending so much time with Qin Ling, she still couldn't get used to her extravagant and ruthless style. The young lady, on the other hand, seemed oblivious to it, as if this was how it was supposed to be.

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Back at Yansheng's villa, Wen Hanyun washed up, sat at her desk, and turned on her computer.

The phone screen, lying to the side, suddenly lit up. It was a message from Yansheng: "The project has been going well these past few days. Remember to take good care of yourself. I'll be back as soon as I finish up."

Wen Hanyun couldn't help but smile slightly, and sent him a selfie: [Have a safe journey and good luck at work, don't worry about me.]

After sending the message, she waited a while but didn't receive a reply from Yansheng, so she turned off her phone and started packing her luggage for her trip to G City.

No one expected Yu Zhimu to have an accident, but fortunately Qin Ling stepped in.

but......

Although they've been working together smoothly these past few days, this performance is no ordinary one. Qin Ling is filling in as the lead singer, and if anything goes wrong, the fans they've built up could easily turn against them. She has to ensure that every aspect goes perfectly.

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The day of the performance was finally approaching, and the group arrived in G City together that morning.

Wen Hanyun adjusted the guitar, "We'll try to follow the whole process as much as possible, from the beginning to the end, without stopping."

In the following period, the group rehearsed repeatedly, refining every detail.

Everyone was fully engaged, and Wen Hanyun temporarily put aside the things that had recently happened.

Only by doing a good job in this performance can she give an explanation to herself and her supporters, and also shut up some people's complaints.

They ordered takeout for lunch and had a quick meal at the rehearsal venue. Qin Ling leaned close to Wen Hanyun and said, "Sister Wen, I'm a little unaccustomed to Yan Sheng not being around you for so long."

Wen Hanyun swallowed the food in her mouth. "He probably has a lot of things to do abroad this time."

Qin Ling raised an eyebrow. "I studied there before. If I had known it was him personally handling things, I would have put in a good word for him. Maybe I could have avoided some detours."

Wen Hanyun smiled and said, "It's okay, he has his own work rhythm."

Qin Ling nodded and didn't say anything more.

After a long day of on-site rehearsals, the group was confident about tonight's performance.

An hour before the performance began, the audience started to enter, and the atmosphere backstage became tense.

Wen Hanyun sat in a chair as the makeup artist touched up her makeup.

She took out her phone out of boredom and started browsing, when suddenly an anonymous email popped up on the screen.

The sender was not a number she recognized, there was no subject, and only one attachment.

Wen Hanyun frowned, a bad feeling creeping into her heart.

She gently clicked on the attachment, and a photo popped up.

The background is the entrance of a hotel abroad. The photo was taken in the early morning, which, considering the time difference, was exactly a few minutes ago.

In the darkness, Yan Sheng, dressed in a white shirt, stood on the steps, holding a woman much thinner than himself in his arms.

The woman had her back to the camera, with wine-red, long, curly hair and wearing a black sequined dress. She had her arms tightly wrapped around Yan Sheng's waist, while Yan Sheng's arms were also wrapped around her back, their posture very intimate.

The photo has a high resolution, clearly showing Yan Sheng's profile. Judging from his expression, he doesn't seem to dislike the woman; on the contrary, he seems quite happy.

Wen Hanyun paused abruptly, stared at the photo for a few seconds, and took a deep breath.

She had known Yansheng for so long that she knew he rarely interacted with other women besides herself, and even when necessary, he always maintained proper boundaries and would not engage in any intimate behavior.

But this photo...

"Sister Wen, what's wrong?" Qin Ling's voice rang out beside her. She had just changed into her performance costume and noticed that Wen Hanyun's face was a little pale. She couldn't help but feel worried. "You look so pale. Are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Hanyun quickly turned off her phone screen, shook her head, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "It's nothing, I'm just feeling a little unwell."

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Qin Ling reached out and touched her forehead. "There are still forty minutes before we go on stage. You can take a break. If you really can't, don't force yourself."

“No need,” Wen Hanyun lowered her eyes, suppressing the surging emotions in her heart. “The makeup is already done. Let’s double-check the equipment.”

She couldn't let her personal feelings ruin the performance at this crucial moment. There were tens of thousands of audience members waiting, and her bandmates were giving their all for the show. She couldn't let her own issues affect everyone else.

After Qin Ling was called away by Bai Ge, Wen Hanyun took out her phone, opened the photo again, and stared at Yan Sheng's profile for a long time.

She opened her chat window with Yansheng, typed a line of text, deleted it, and repeated this several times, but ultimately did not send it.

"Sister Wen, it's time to go on stage." Qin Ling walked back and patted her shoulder. "Are you still feeling unwell?"