Chapter 203 Zeus International CEO, Han Zhan!



Many people in the audience were captivated by the girl's demeanor and temperament.

Someone whispered:

"Who is the girl who went on stage with Liang Bo?"

"Do you think her figure looks familiar?"

"A little."

But no matter how they guessed, they couldn't guess the woman's identity.

Offstage, Han Zhan sat quietly among the crowd. His gaze passed through the dazzling lights and fell on Song Ci, and his heartbeat began to quicken again. They had been living together for six months, but time hadn't eroded his fondness for her. He was still moved by the charm she unwittingly exuded.

That's his girl!

Han Zhan clenched his hands around the chair, wanting to rush onto the stage and grab Song Ci. But he had to hold back, because soon, everyone would know she was his.

The low, sobbing sound of the violin spread throughout the audience. There was something magical about that sound, something that could soothe a restless heart and bring peace to one's soul. The sound of Song Ci's violin and Liang Bo's singing intertwined, a lamentable and heartbreaking sound.

[Like wind and rain, within reach but out of reach]

[Like me and you, close yet far away, kissing yet seemingly close yet spiritually distant]

Liang Bo's voice is like a slightly drunken tearful one, tinged with a hint of pain, a sense of unwillingness, and a stubborn refusal to resign. Song Ci's zither sounds like a thin whip, severing the last shred of hope in the song.

This was the first time Han Zhan had heard this song. Even though he didn't understand music, he knew it was an excellent song. He quietly took out his phone and typed in the lyrics, only then did he realize the song was called "Like the Wind."

Han Zhan searched for "Like the Wind" again and saw the song description:

Like the Wind

Singer: Liang Bo.

Lyricist: Cherry.

Lyricist: Cherry.

Cherry is the stage name of Song Dynasty porcelain.

Han Zhan was a little stunned. Were the lyrics of this song written by Song Ci?

——Like the wind and the rain, within reach but impossible to hold. Like you and me, so close yet so far apart, yet our kisses seem to connect but our hearts are far apart.

What a person writes reflects their experiences. Under what circumstances did Song Ci write this song? Could it be that Song Ci had already sensed her own struggles and hesitations?

Han Zhan couldn't bear to think about it any further.

He tilted his head back and stared blankly at the girl on the stage, his eyes filled with pain and guilt.

Song Ci had opened her eyes at some point, and she swayed towards Liang Bo in her high heels. She stood in front of Liang Bo, holding the violin in one hand and letting it hang down by her leg, while the other hand rested on Liang Bo's shoulder.

Liang Bo put his arms around Song Ci's waist, and the two danced a sad tango to the accompaniment of music.

Han Zhan automatically transformed Liang Bo into a blurry mosaic. All he could see was Song Ci's dancing figure. He knew Song Ci was a seductress, charming and adorable when she was chatty, and noble and charming when she was quiet. How could such a contradictory yet captivating woman exist in this world?

At this moment, Han Zhan suddenly understood his father's obsession with Jiang Shiyu.

There is a kind of love that is hard to control.

After Song Ci and Liang Bo got off the stage, they changed their clothes, found their seats in the audience and watched the next show.

Song Ci took off her dress and changed into a white embroidered palace-style long skirt and appeared in the audience in a low-key manner. No one associated her with the mysterious woman playing the violin on the stage.

After Song Ci sat down in her seat, she took out her cell phone and took a look, only to find that Yan Jiang had sent her a WeChat message a few minutes ago.

Yan Jiang said: [You are really showing off tonight.]

Song Ci: [Did you recognize me? ]

Yan Jiang: [I would recognize you even if you turned into ashes.]

There were hundreds of people in the audience. Song Ci couldn't find Yan Jiang, so she asked him, "Where are you?"

Yan Jiang said: [I'm preparing backstage. I have a show tonight.]

Song Ci: [What about your promise to quit the entertainment industry? ]

Yan Jiang: [How can I really withdraw completely?]

Song Ci did not waste Yan Jiang's time any longer.

Backstage.

Yan Jiang wore a light grey plaid haute couture suit, dyed his hair dark brown, and put on light makeup. He was once again the most handsome man in the entertainment industry who outshined all the young handsome men.

Allen no longer works in the entertainment industry. After Yan Jiang retired, he used the money Yan Jiang gave him to open a photography studio. Knowing that Yan Jiang was going to perform tonight, Allen came to run errands for him again.

Looking at Yan Jiang's face, Allen sighed and said, "Brother Jiang, you've retired. It's really a big loss to the entertainment industry."

Yan Jiang: "Bullshit, for someone like me who can't sing or act well, it would be an insult to the entertainment industry if I don't quit." Yan Jiang knew his own worth.

He stood up and stared at the man's face in the mirror for a long time before saying, "Except for this face, I am useless."

Allen curled his lips.

"By the way, there's a sudden change of cast for your show. You were originally supposed to recite along with a few other artists, but this afternoon the production team suddenly changed the plan and replaced those artists. They said they'd like to invite a few well-known entrepreneurs from Wangdong City to recite."

"So later on, the people you'll be working with will change from Jiang Quan and his group to mysterious business tycoons."

Hearing this, Yan Jiang was slightly surprised, but he didn't have any other thoughts. The production team was the boss, and Yan Jiang was already accustomed to such temporary replacements.

Picking up the recitation, Yan Jiang raised an eyebrow when he saw that the reciters were all represented by letters. "Is this Y me?"

"Yes, Brother Jiang, the order of your recitation has not changed. It's still the same poems."

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