"Jing Min seems to like you a lot, but he still controls you in every way without considering your feelings, and he forces you. Moreover, his relationship with Lin Yuebai, who likes him, is ambiguous, and he may also have a secret relationship with Yun Yang. Sigh! It's really complicated."

Chu Wuyang raised an eyebrow and glanced at her.

"Shouldn't you be the one feeling disappointed by what I'm saying?"

Ye Yuhe scratched the back of her head, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes. She had indeed been exposing other people's shortcomings just now.

"Oh dear, I'm sorry, I've only just stepped one foot into the door of happiness, so it's understandable that I'm feeling anxious!"

"I believe Chu Yao would never do that, he definitely wouldn't."

She murmured, repeating...

Chu Wuyang felt a little sad seeing her forced smile.

Even pampered heiresses who grow up surrounded by admirers will compromise when faced with something they want.

And what about myself? The road ahead is unknown, and there's no turning back.

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The two sat in the soft, dark velvet chairs, and their mood suddenly shifted.

The central, towering domed theater is adorned with crystal chandeliers that shimmer like stars.

After someone finished performing, the lights dimmed for a moment.

They sat in a private box on the second floor, with arched doors and windows facing the center of the stage, offering a wide view.

More and more people gradually poured into the theater, and when the lights came back on...

The atmosphere has become classical and full of charm.

The warm-toned lighting has a retro feel, while the background lighting creates a landscape painting-like scene.

A sense of understated elegance is fully revealed as the prelude to the Shang mode begins.

A woman in a deep sea blue cheongsam walked out gracefully.

Chu Wuyang sat up straight and looked over. She saw that Yun Yang on the stage was not dressed in elaborate costumes.

A silk cheongsam perfectly accentuates a slender waist and long, shapely legs.

Her lips parted slightly, and a melodious tune, as sweet as a nightingale's song, flowed out.

Her slender fingers danced naturally, like orchids, and her light steps complemented the long, graceful neck revealed by her slightly tilted head.

It blends naturally into the stage background lighting, like a vivid and beautiful painting.

This caused a slight ripple among the audience downstairs.

Those who can afford to board cruise ships are all wealthy and powerful, and have grown accustomed to these superficial and impractical things.

But some people were still amazed and applauded it.

"You know what, Yun Yang is really something. Look at her, that stiff-necked look of hers, she really has that aloof air about her. Men love conquering that kind of person, no wonder she managed to hook up with Jing Min."

Ye Yuhe clung to the window, leaning forward.

"Be careful, don't go any further,"

Chu Wuyang gently tugged at her body, saying with concern,

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuhe turned around, jumped down a step, and sat down in the soft chair in front of her.

"I'll go see her later. You pretend to go to the bathroom and try to shake off that annoying tail."