Zheng Xinyi kept wandering around the door of Huang San's house, staring at the entrance of the alley. She was really anxious because she didn't see Haoyu returning.
"Still no news from Captain Cheng?" Huang San and Liu Yun returned from get off work and saw Zheng Xinyi's anxious expression. They already knew the outcome.
"Uncle Huang, Haoyu has been gone for almost a day. He should have come back, but there is still no news. I am really worried to death. Do you think the people in the troupe will not want to see him leave? Will he be in trouble? I don't know why, but I am so nervous." Zheng Xinyi said anxiously.
"Xinyi, don't worry. Let's go to the troupe together to see what's going on." Huang San said seriously.
Zheng Xinyi nodded slightly and said, "Okay."
"Then you two be careful." Liu Yun reminded them worriedly.
"Go in and cook quickly. We'll have dinner when we come back." Huang San responded, then turned and left with Zheng Xinyi.
Along the way, Zheng Xinyi looked worried. For some reason, she had a very bad premonition in her heart, but she couldn't explain where this premonition came from.
"Xinyi, don't worry. Captain Cheng promised to leave the troupe and come back to you soon. He will definitely keep his promise. If he changes his mind so quickly, then I, Huang San, really look down on him." Huang San saw what was on her mind and comforted her.
Zheng Xinyi smiled and nodded.
When they reached the theater door, they were stunned. The theater had suspended the performance and everyone was busy hanging red lanterns and pasting red wedding characters.
"Excuse me, what good news do you have?" Huang San stepped forward and asked.
"It's the wedding of Miss Fang and Alang. They are planning to get married the day after tomorrow, so everyone is busy and bustling about." The girl in the theater responded with a smile.
Huang San and Zheng Xinyi looked at each other, and then Zheng Xinyi rushed into the troupe regardless of anything.
"Hey, what are you doing?" The guard at the door of the troupe stopped her directly.
"I want to see Cheng Haoyu." Zheng Xinyi responded.
"Who is Cheng Haoyu? There is no such person in our troupe. Leave quickly and don't delay our work." The guard at the door said in a bad tone.
"Cheng Haoyu, Cheng Haoyu, I'm Zheng Xinyi." Xinyi called out loudly while standing at the door of the theater.
"Hey! Are you looking for trouble on purpose?" As she spoke, several burly men in the theater rolled up their sleeves and surrounded her and Huang San.
"What's going on?" Fang Biying came over and asked.
"Ms. Fang, there are two people causing trouble here." Someone in the theater responded.
Fang Biying walked over and glanced at Zheng Xinyi: "You again?"
Zheng Xinyi looked at her with disgust: "Where's Haoyu?"
Fang Biying raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "What Haoyu? Oh! You mean Alang! We are planning to get married the day after tomorrow."
Zheng Xinyi snorted coldly: "Get married? Are you kidding? How could Haoyu possibly marry you? I think you are forcing a marriage?"
Fang Biying cast a sharp gaze at her, then smiled slightly: "Whatever you say, we will be married the day after tomorrow anyway."
"Call Haoyu out, I want to confront him face to face." Zheng Xinyi said as if she didn't believe her at all.
Fang Biying rolled her eyes at him and said, "Boring." Then she turned and left, saying to the people in the theater, "You guys teach her a lesson, or she won't learn her lesson and keep causing trouble in our troupe."
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