Twenty minutes later, in People's Square, Chu Yaqin put one foot on the ground and stopped the motorcycle. She looked at Mu Liuyun, who was still lying blankly on the motorcycle, and pinched his ear: "Little kitty, we've arrived at our destination."
Mu Liuyun shuddered at the pinch, quickly got out of the car, and patted her cheeks: "Thank you, President Chu."
Although there was still some time before the concert started, people had already gathered in People's Square, which shows how popular Lily is.
When Chu Yaqin arrived at the scene, she suddenly remembered Mu Liuyun's purpose: "Did you come to see the concert?"
Mu Liuyun nodded, his obedient appearance making Chu Yaqin unable to resist touching his fluffy hair again. For some reason, she felt that being with Mu Liuyun, no matter how much she snuggled close, was never enough.
"Tell me if you want to see a concert next time, and I'll get you VIP seats. You can even sit backstage if you want."
"No need, Mr. Chu, I still prefer to listen to music in a crowd."
Mu Liuyun couldn't very well tell Chu Yaqin that her ticket was given to her by Shen Lanxin, hence her VIP seat. Nor could she tell Chu Yaqin that she was already tired of working behind the scenes in the Lily band.
"How about I go with you to see it?"
"Dad's dad is called grandpa~ Dad's mom is called grandma~"
Before Mu Liuyun could refuse, Chu Yaqin's phone rang. She glanced at it and saw that it was Chu Tianxing calling. She couldn't help but sigh.
"Never mind, I'll come back another time. I'm leaving now. Remember me, little kitty."
After saying that, Chu Yaqin stepped on the gas and left People's Square like a gust of wind.
Mu Liuyun watched Chu Yaqin leave him far behind, and it took a while for the blush on his cheeks to fade. He patted his cheeks and said, "Mu Liuyun, Mu Liuyun, she is a rich heiress, the daughter of the richest man. You are just an ordinary male college student with seven-figure savings. You are not good enough for her!"
These words calmed Mu Liuyun's racing heart, and she began to walk towards the concert venue in the center of the square.
Walking down the street, looking at the ever-growing crowd around her, Mu Liuyun felt a mix of emotions.
This wasn't the first time he'd seen something like this, except usually it was behind the stage, but today it was in front of the stage, and in a VIP seat right in front of it.
When Liu Leyao performs, she is completely focused on her instrument and rarely pays attention to the audience, so he wasn't too worried. But...
"Du Ziyan, will you be on stage today too?"
He really didn't want to see Du Ziyan, worried that if he did, he might not be able to resist punching him.
"Should we ask Shen Lanxin if she's not watching from the VIP seats?"
After saying that, Mu Liuyun gave a self-deprecating laugh. What kind of person was he? How could Shen Lanxin possibly listen to him?
However, today is the last time.
After that, he had no further dealings with Shen Lanxin.
As Mu Liuyun pondered this, she walked toward the ticket checkpoint where the crowd was gathered.
"Are you Mr. Mu Liuyun? Please come this way!"
A man in a suit and sunglasses, whose face seemed to say "I am a bodyguard," called out to Mu Liuyun from the side.
"Mr. Mu, President Shen instructed me to come here to pick you up. Please come this way for the VIP seats."
As he spoke, the man in the suit stood beside Mu Liuyun and escorted her onto a path that led directly to the stage.
As he got closer to the stage, Mu Liuyun suddenly felt irritated. He really didn't want to run into Liu Leyao and Du Ziyan, so he tried to hide behind the man in the suit as much as possible.
"Mu Liuyun, you've come!"
She hadn't walked more than a few steps when a slightly surprised voice came from ahead. Mu Liuyun looked up and saw that it was still Shen Lanxin, whose face was as cold as ice.
However, unlike usual, Shen Lanxin's style of dress was different, and judging from the marks on her face, she had carefully applied makeup, giving her an inviolable beauty like an empress.
Even Mu Liuyun couldn't help but stare, her heart racing.
"President Shen, you've arrived so early."
Mu Liuyun took a deep breath to calm herself, but then Shen Lanxin gave her a smile: "I couldn't wait inside any longer, so I came out to check on you. Is your head alright?"
If a piece of ice smiles at you, that's fine, but if that piece of ice looks just like Shen Lanxin, then things are different.
"Ah, okay..."
Mu Liuyun, who considered herself to be tactful, was at a loss as to how to deal with Shen Lanxin's direct attack.
I was just a little curious: was this ice queen CEO going to become a volcano queen CEO today?
...
There are so many people outside.
In the backstage dressing room, Du Ziyan grinned like a monkey and struck up a conversation with Liu Leyao, who was staring blankly at her guitar.
Liu Leyao remained in a daze, offering no response.
Seeing this, Du Ziyan looked embarrassed and turned to Wang Shirong: "Brother Rong, what's wrong with Sister Leyao?"
Wang Shirong didn't react at all. He kept his eyes closed and gently shook the drumsticks in his hands, as if he were practicing drumbeats.
This wasn't the first time Du Ziyan had encountered something like this. During the past few days of practice, he consistently failed to get a response from Liu Leyao. Wang Shirong was even less responsive; he often didn't react when Liu Leyao spoke to him.
What's even more frustrating is that every time they practice, Liu Leyao would say things like, "You're not even as good as Mu Liuyun."
Unable to get feedback from his teammates, Du Ziyan often didn't know what he was doing, his hands were shaking, and he felt somewhat numb.
After waiting for a while and seeing that the two still didn't react, Du Ziyan awkwardly scratched his cheek and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Then, as if fleeing, they left the small room behind the scenes.
As the door closed, Liu Leyao came to her senses: "Shirong, why hasn't Mu Liuyun come to ask me for the tickets yet?"
Wang Shirong also opened his eyes and looked at Liu Leyao, who seemed somewhat lost: "Maybe he bought it himself."
Hearing Wang Shirong's words, Liu Leyao laughed out loud: "Shirong, you're so silly. He's so stingy with money, how could he bear to buy a ticket for himself?"
"...you're right."
Wang Shirong wasn't angry at Liu Leyao's words that treated him like an idiot, after all, he was already used to it.
Bro, you're not stable, you're just socially awkward.
Wang Shirong usually appears silly and apathetic, but that's just because he's too introverted, and it doesn't mean that he really only has those two drumsticks in his head.
Actually, he doesn't really like playing drums; he prefers bass. It's just that this band can do without a bassist, but not without a drummer, so he picked up the drumsticks.
As intelligent as he was, he had long ago realized that although Mu Liuyun seemed gentle and easy to bully, it was because they had a contract and were making money from it. He also saw the relationship between Du Ziyan and Mu Liuyun, which was at least one of enmity.
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