Yangpu shouted himself hoarse until he was exhausted, and then he finally stopped.
He squeezed next to Song Yansheng and said loudly, "Young Master, is it too noisy? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Should we go somewhere else?"
The young master is in poor health and likes quiet. What if he gets sick again if he stays in this kind of environment all the time?
The lady will break his legs.
Song Yansheng twitched her eyebrows, glanced at him indifferently, and remained silent.
Su Xiaoling did not see Song Yansheng until the end of the concert.
She had specially reserved two tickets for him and insisted on giving them to him, but he didn't come.
Su Xiaoling tried to find Song Yansheng in the vast crowd, but there were too many people, so she couldn't find him at all.
He never came.
Su Xiaoling, Su Xiaoling, just give up.
He doesn't like you.
It's true, I don't like you.
Su Xiaoling lowered her eyes, waved to her fans, and left the stage, her face still bearing a sweet smile.
As a popular idol, this is something she has to do.
No matter how heartbroken she was, she couldn't cry on the stage she revered most.
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As Mu Xiaocheng and Ji Huaishen were about to leave the concert venue, they happened to run into Song Yansheng and Yang Pu, who were leaving through the staff exit.
Yangpu is a straightforward person, with a simple and honest personality, and a rather loud voice.
Upon seeing Mu Xiaocheng, he shouted, "Miss Mu, you're here to the concert too?"
Mu Xiaocheng glanced at Song Yansheng across from her.
Brother Yan Sheng actually came.
She thought that after he said those things to her last time, he had given up.
I will not give myself any more chances.
He came today.
Clearly, he can't let go of it, right?
Ji Huaishen also saw Song Yansheng across from him. He frowned slightly and tightened his grip on Mu Xiaocheng's hand, as if issuing a warning.
He warned her not to talk to other men all the time while ignoring him.
Mu Xiaocheng ignored him; Ji Huaishen was too petty.
We can't always indulge his temper; it's not good to spoil him.
"Brother Yansheng, are you feeling alright?"
The concert environment was terrible, with a lot of people and a chaotic atmosphere. Song Yansheng wasn't in good health, and I was worried something might happen to her.
Song Yansheng glanced indifferently at Ji Huaishen beside Mu Xiaocheng and said coldly, "It's alright."
Although he is a patient, he is not that fragile.
"you……"
Mu Xiaocheng wanted to say something more, but then she remembered what Song Yansheng had told her before, and the words stuck in her throat, and she didn't say them.
Instead, he said in a relaxed tone:
Take care of yourself.
Then, she turned to Yang Pu and said, "Take good care of your young master, and stop thinking about chasing stars all the time."
Suddenly being called upon, Yang Pu gave Mu Xiaocheng an embarrassed, silly smile.
Hehehe, Miss Mu really knows him well.
He quickly nodded: "I know, don't worry."
Only after receiving Yang Pu's assurance did Mu Xiaocheng feel relieved. She moved her hand, which was no longer being held by Ji Huaishen, and looked at his cold face, saying, "Let's go home."
Ji Huaishen pursed his thin lips. He was initially somewhat dissatisfied, but after hearing her words, he immediately lost his temper.
He's just that kind of person who's easily satisfied.
Seeing that Mu Xiaocheng was about to leave, Song Yansheng suddenly called out to her.
Because of the cold, he put his hands in his pockets.
His voice remained cool and aloof, but this time it carried a hint of pleading.
"Don't tell her I was here."
His voice was low and heartbreaking.
Mu Xiaocheng paused, bit her lower lip, and felt a pang of sadness.
"good."
She agreed.
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