"Pick it up? Who do you think you are!"
Who is Liu Leyao? From a young age, she was arrogant and proud, but she quickly regained her usual confident demeanor.
Having only heard Lin Xuelan's words, how could he possibly be willing to lower himself in front of Mu Liuyun?
"If you're not willing, then forget it. I look forward to your next performance."
Mu Liuyun sneered and sat back down in her seat.
"You! Can't you let what happened last time go by? I've already apologized to you, what more do you want?" Liu Leyao was furious, looking like she was about to bang her head on the ground.
"Le Yao".
Fortunately, Wang Shirong appeared in time, pulled Liu Leyao back, and shook his head at her.
Du Ziyan followed, and seeing Mu Liuyun grit her teeth, she bit her flesh because her face was too swollen, and tears streamed down her face from the pain.
But for him, this is just right.
With tears in her eyes, Du Ziyan also spoke up: "Brother, it's all my fault, I'll accept it even if you hit me, but I can't let this affect the concert's performance, that would be letting down the audience!"
Liu Leyao nodded. Du Ziyan's words struck a chord with her, and she calmed down. With her hands on her hips, she said earnestly, "He's right. You can't let your anger affect the concert. If you continue to be so willful, I won't forgive you."
"Pfft."
Hearing Liu Leyao's words and seeing her condescending attitude, Mu Liuyun couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Miss Liu, first of all, do you and I have any connection with this band?"
Secondly,
Mu Liuyun paused, then took out her ticket from her pocket: "I came in with a ticket, so I'm one of the audience members you mentioned."
"I won't let the audience down; it's you who are letting me down!"
"What did you say!"
Liu Leyao was instantly reignited, and she screamed almost hysterically, "Do you know what this is called 'if you can't have it, destroy it'? Doing this will only make me hate you more!"
"Who cares about your preferences! I only have two requirements: if you meet them, I'll dress up as a woman and go on stage!"
Mu Liuyun didn't tolerate him either, and her small body burst out with a huge volume, even slightly drowning out Liu Leyao's voice.
Because the venue was too noisy, the argument in the VIP seats went unnoticed by other audience members.
Liu Leyao's momentum was overwhelmed, and her fair cheeks turned bright red. She gritted her teeth and looked at Mu Liuyun: "Fine! Very well, Mu Liuyun, I agree!"
After saying that, Liu Leyao took a step to Du Ziyan's side, stared at Du Ziyan, and took a few deep breaths.
"Sister Leyao, wh, what's wrong?"
Du Ziyan couldn't help but swallow hard. He didn't know that he had just added fuel to the fire. Why did Liu Leyao come looking for him?
"Smack!"
Liu Leyao slapped Du Ziyan, and he fell to the ground, blood even flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Why, why did you hit me?
Du Ziyan's question naturally went unanswered, and he could only slowly close his eyes amidst the burning pain in his cheeks.
Perhaps because the slaps were so close, in his last moments before fainting, Du Ziyan couldn't help but compare Shen Lanxin and Liu Leyao in his mind. Shen Lanxin had practiced martial arts since childhood, so her strength was naturally considerable. Liu Leyao carried a guitar every day, so her arms could also be described as incredibly strong.
Both slaps had their merits, but if I had to say, Liu Leyao's slap hurt more.
While Du Ziyan was lost in thought, Liu Leyao had already stood in front of Mu Liuyun again, fiercely picked up the bank card from the ground, and then presented it to Mu Liuyun with both hands: "Is this okay now!"
"Hahaha!"
Mu Liuyun didn't even glance at Du Ziyan lying on the ground; she simply took the bank card and burst into laughter.
As she laughed, a few glistening tears welled up in her eyes.
To be honest, although Liu Leyao gave Mu Liuyun a lot of money, Mu Liuyun didn't take the money for nothing.
From imitating Lin Xuelan's every move every day to practicing the electronic keyboard until late at night, Mu Liuyun could be said to be the most attentive to Liu Leyao among the several bosses.
This is mainly because following Liu Leyao would involve concert performances.
However, he never received any extra performance fees, and the money Liu Leyao gave him was far less than what a keyboardist should receive.
Therefore, he felt perfectly justified in taking Liu Leyao's money, and even felt that Liu Leyao owed him a lot.
In the end, Liu Leyao actually felt that Mu Liuyun had wronged him.
That's hilarious!
Mu Liuyun tossed the bank card back to Liu Leyao and turned to walk towards the lounge: "This is the last time."
Hearing Mu Liuyun's words, Liu Leyao scoffed: "Ha, you're so concerned about saving face. It's like you can leave me."
"...Le Yao, he's already gone far away."
Liu Leyao turned around and glanced at the expressionless Wang Shirong: "Don't you think so? A grown man, getting angry for so long just because of a slap!"
"Honestly, I've already begged him so humbly, what more does he want?"
"Oh, I see! He's in love but can't have her, so he wants to destroy her because he can't have her?"
"But what does it matter to me that he likes me? I don't like him."
Watching Liu Leyao rattle off a string of words, Wang Shirong felt both excited and a little sad. He was excited because he had witnessed a classic "chasing-after-her-husband" scenario in real life, and sad because he could tell that his good friend was about to enter a period of torment.
"Shirong, do you think that's the case?"
"Absolutely! Cough cough, yes."
Wang Shirong became somewhat agitated and quickly coughed twice to cover up his emotions.
"You're acting strange. Never mind, go back and get ready."
Liu Leyao gave Wang Shirong a strange look, then led the way away.
Wang Shirong stood there, watching Liu Leyao's retreating figure: "It's not that I didn't want to persuade her, it's just that my persuasion was useless."
He knew Liu Leyao's personality better than anyone else. She had liked Lin Xuelan for so many years but never confessed, and no amount of persuasion could change her mind.
After sighing, he followed.
Only Du Ziyan remained lying on the ground, motionless and unresponsive.
"Uncle Afu, you said the location is right here, so why can't I find it?"
Not long after Mu Liuyun left, two figures, one old and one young, appeared in the VIP seats facing the stage. It was Shui Qing and her butler, Afu.
Shui Qing looked dejected, and Afu quickly said, "Miss, there are so many people, we can't rush."
Sitting in her seat, Shuiqing took off her shoes, first patted her skirt, and then rubbed her feet: "My feet hurt so much, Uncle Afu."
Because there were so many people, Shuiqing was squeezing around inside trying to attract customers. Inevitably, her skirt got dirty, her feet hurt, and she even got her skin bruised.
Perhaps because it hurt too much, Shuiqing's eyes were filled with tears, and she could only look up at the sky to barely stop her tears from flowing.
"Uncle Afu, do you think he doesn't want to see me at all? But I haven't given him my ticket yet..."
Looking at Shui Qing's expression, Afu felt a pang of heartache. This second young lady of the Shui family had lived a privileged life since childhood, but her parents didn't love her, and she had become this self-conscious person.
Afu quickly pulled out a band-aid from his sleeve and applied it to Shuiqing, saying as he did so, "Miss, don't be sad. Rest for a while, listen to a song, and I'll go look for him. Maybe Mr. Mu will appear out of nowhere?"
Shui Qing looked up at the housekeeper.
At some point, Uncle Afu, the only person who had always been with him since childhood, had gray hair at his temples and wrinkles on his face.
Seeing the distressed look on Uncle Afu's face, Shuiqing inexplicably burst into laughter through her tears and took out the two tickets from her pocket: "Forget it, I won't look for them today! Uncle Afu, sit down and watch the concert with me!"
“Miss... okay, Ah Fu, I haven’t listened to rock music much.”
"How come someone's lying here? How can they sleep in such a noisy place?"
"Miss, let me move him to the side first."
As he spoke, Afu helped Shuiqing put away her shoes, then picked up Du Ziyan's foot with one hand and dragged him to a place where he wouldn't get in the way.
"Miss Shui?"
Shui Qing and A Fu looked in the direction of the sound and saw Shen Lanxin, dressed in a cheongsam, walking over: "President Shen?"
"You, you're here too?"
Shui Qing's voice trembled slightly, but she still managed to finish the sentence.
Shen Lanxin nodded; the content of the phone call had made her somewhat unhappy. And just after hanging up, she saw a message from Mu Liuyun: "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first. I'll treat you to dinner next time to make amends."
The phone call she received, while annoying, was far less damaging than the text message.
However, after thinking about it, Shen Lanxin felt it didn't matter since they could have dinner together again next time, and she was even a little happy.
Upon meeting Shui Qing, Shen Lanxin immediately hid all those expressions in her heart and reverted to being the cold and ruthless ice queen CEO.
"Mr. Shen, did you come alone?"
"No, my companion had to leave first."
"Then, shall we watch it together?"
"OK."
After some awkward small talk, Shen Lanxin sat down in her seat. Seeing Shen Lanxin sit down, Afu, who had been standing, also sat down.
Just then, the lights dimmed again, and spotlights quickly appeared on the stage.
However, this time there were three spotlights.
They are Liu Leyao dressed in punk style and Wang Shirong dressed in a suit.
And the last one, a beautiful figure with long, star-like hair and wearing overalls.
Upon seeing that figure, both Shen Lanxin and Shui Qing were stunned, almost simultaneously thinking: 'That's Mu Liuyun? How could it be!'
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