Having been given a second chance at life, she has avoided that heartless bastard. She will definitely not repeat the same mistakes and will live a better and better life!

A beautiful hymn to the stars drifted from the auditorium as Ai Qingyan took a small bottle containing a pale purple liquid from her handbag.

This is a perfume she copied based on her memories from her past life, and it is exactly the same as the ancient floral scent that Luo Ming's mother liked when she was alive.

This news was only revealed to the media several years later.

"I must hurry."

She wiped away the liquid that had spilled from the bottle and revealed a well-practiced smile.

As the artificial aurora on the auditorium dome shifted to the third color spectrum, Ai Qingyan appeared at the side door, stepping to the rhythm of retro music.

This piece was Luo Ming's mother's favorite melody. After the spaceship explosion in his previous life, Luo Ming listened to this restored ancient piece alone every night for three consecutive months.

The banquet held at the opening ceremony was her best opportunity to win him over.

"Perfect."

Ai Qingyan looked down at the dress she had specially chosen. The light blue silk was embroidered with tiny star patterns, almost exactly the same as the dress Madam Luo wore when she last appeared in public.

She deliberately let her skirt brush against the decorative lyre flowers, walking towards the VIP seats with a deadly fragrance.

Her memories of her past life were as clear as yesterday. Luo Ming was allergic to this ancient floral fragrance, but in order to commemorate his mother, he would always endure the discomfort and approach this scent.

Today, she specially blended a perfume with a trace amount of pollen extract, enough to produce a familiar physiological response in him, but without actually harming his health.

"Ah! I'm sorry..."

She pretended to trip three meters away from Luo Ming, and the beverage she had prepared with the nutrient solution fell to the ground and shattered.

The aroma of citrus filled the air instantly. This was a concoction she had spent a fortune to prepare, exactly the same nutritional supplement that Madam Luo often drank before her death.

Ai Qingyan awaited the expected sounds of surprise and recollection, pondering how to feign concern next.

However, Luo Ming only frowned slightly, then firmly supported her arm.

"Miss, please be careful."

Luo Ming's voice was unusually calm.

Ai Qingyan's heart sank.

No, according to her script, he should be speechless with shock right now.

The scent of this perfume should have disappeared forever into the wormhole along with the explosion of that space capsule.

“Sir, have you forgotten me? This is your handkerchief…”

Undeterred, she pulled out a carefully prepared silk handkerchief embroidered with starlight flowers, deliberately revealing the small L-shaped embroidery on the edge. This was the last item Mrs. Luo had given to her son at the charity gala, which Luo Ming had treasured for a hundred years in his previous life.

Luo Ming looked at her expressionlessly, without answering.

Ai Qingyan lowered her eyes to hide her triumphant smile. Very good, finally there's a reaction.

Next, he would turn pale and press for the origin of the handkerchief, thus naturally deepening the distance between them.

"Ming'er, who is this?"

A cold female voice came from behind her, and Ai Qingyan's blood froze instantly.

That sound!!

She had only heard that voice in historical footage; it could never have appeared here!

She turned stiffly and saw a noblewoman in a dark green dress walking gracefully towards her.

The woman was around fifty years old. She had fine lines around her eyes, but that did not diminish her beauty in the slightest. Her hair was adorned with only a simple ancient jade hairpin, which was exactly the same as the look of Madam Luo in Ai Qingyan's memory of her last public appearance.

"Mother, this young lady almost fell just now."

Luo Ming introduced himself naturally, his tone carrying a relaxed air that Ai Qingyan had never heard before.

He really didn't know what the young lady was talking about; luckily, his mother arrived.