A second chance with my billionaire husband Chapter 527 - 145 Stunning Red Carpet National Socialite

On the night of July 8th at 7 PM, the live finale of "The Most Beautiful Voice" aired.

Rehearsals began at 8 AM, with the final round in the afternoon. Since it was a live broadcast, it put a huge test on both the show and the contestants, everyone was fighting against trendous pressure.

Yuan Pan was busy the entire ti on site, only managing to sip so porridge in the morning, not even having ti to drink water at noon, and suddenly it was already 5 PM.

"You have to let go, don’t be nervous, why are you always staring at the prompter, do you know you look very stiff?" Yuan Pan’s loud voice could be heard throughout the venue.

The person being scolded was none other than the dark horse of the show, Kang Le.

During earlier rehearsals, she perford fairly well, but in the last rehearsal, she was less than satisfactory. Her gaze kept darting to the prompter, a tell that could be seen by the audience, adding that her voice was also too tremulous, lacking the usual vivacity and animation, she appeared like a turtle retracting into its shell, restricted and constrained.

Prior to this, I had thought highly of her, but now it seems she’s still too young with no experience in stage performances, showing weakness in the face of a big event.

Yuan Pan shook her head in disappointnt.

By contrast, Mai Zheng was also on a major stage for the first ti, but he could score 99 points for his performance, completely controlling the entire audience and exerting all his power, truly worthy of being Famous King Mai’s son.

Standing on the stage, Kang Jinxian felt a bit dazed. The final was held in the TV station’s largest 3,000-plus square ter studio, which could accommodate over ten thousand spectators. Looking around, it was a sea of heads as far as the eye could see, and just the thought of the venue being full made her palms sweat nervously.

The contestants practicing in the sa batch generally perford well. To have made it this far, they were no ordinary folks. Even those with stage fright could motivate themselves, surpass their limits, and be full of energy.

But Kang Jinxian was so nervous she felt a bit light-headed.

Although she knew she was going to win, the idea of performing in front of so many people still made her incredibly nervous, especially since she was already in poor health. After a night of turmoil, she had only slept for an hour in the morning before rushing to the TV station. Her body was in a state of extre tension and fatigue. Under the lights, her face was pale as a ghost.

Yuan Pan still had high hopes for her and approached her saying, "Go back and rest for a bit, there are still three hours before the live broadcast. During this ti, reflect on your own and overco your nervousness. Imagine, standing up there, you are the queen."

Kang Jinxian imagined herself as the queen, with all the spectators as her subjects. With this thought, she indeed felt less nervous. She breathed a sigh of relief, giving herself a ntal pep talk, convincing herself that she was definitely going to be the champion, so why should she care what those spectators think? She just had to perform her best, since the championship would be hers regardless of the quality of her performance...

Backstage, her assistant Xiao Min found her. Xiao Min was a temporary assistant arranged by Gu Cheng for her, said to be replaced by soone more suitable once her career was on track.

"Gu Cheng is looking for you, Miss Kang, please follow ," Xiao Min said.

Kang Jinxian followed Xiao Min through the noisy backstage, and in the resting room specially prepared for contestants by the TV station, she t Gu Cheng.

As soon as she entered, Kang Jinxian blurted out, "You fooled last night, that person was simply a freeloader."

Gu Cheng smiled, "Speaking so loudly, you must want everyone to know, right? There are two caras waiting outside the door, ready to capture your splendid monts."

Kang Jinxian started, turned to look at Xiao Min, who promptly got the hint and walked out, closing the door behind her.

Kang Jinxian scanned the room for hidden caras or the like, and finding none, she sat down on the sofa with clenched teeth, fuming, "Last night, I was infuriated. That President Guan is a freeloader who turns face and doesn’t recognize people."

Gu Cheng raised an eyebrow, "President Guan? I clearly ntioned President Li, you might have approached the wrong person."

"Impossible," Kang Jinxian took out her phone and looked at the text ssage Gu Cheng sent her, with the hotel na and room number followed by a "President Li."

At that ti, she only noticed the room number and didn’t pay attention to "President Li," turning 169 into 196. It was her own mistake; she had rembered the wrong room number, went to the wrong room, slept with the wrong person.

Kang Jinxian felt so angry she could almost spit blood.

It also didn’t help that she was excessively nervous last night. After seeing that the other party was a gentlemanly warm man, she let down her guard. But to think that...

"What kind of person is this President Guan?" The thought of having been slept with for nothing, and moreover, being tornted to the point of death, made her want to tear that President Guan to shreds.