Yun Ya was also very happy. She hadn’t seen Miaomiao for nearly three months, and then the kidnapping had happened. This was the first ti in her life she had been so panicked and helpless. Just thinking about those days made her shudder.
Fortunately, Miaomiao stood before her, safe and sound. This ti, she wouldn’t leave Miaomiao again, no matter what storms they faced; they would face them together.
Before she knew it, tears had started rolling down her face. She hugged Miaomiao tightly, her tears soaking his thin sumr clothes. Miaomiao felt a warm spot on his shoulder and stepped back, looking at Yun Ya with helpless confusion as he wiped her tears away. He stuttered, trying to say sothing, his face flushing red with urgency.
Yun Ya held his hand, her face wet with tears, yet she smiled, "Miaomiao, you’ve suffered these past months. We won’t ever part again, okay?"
Miaomiao nodded vigorously, a radiant smile spreading across his face.
Ah Ning watched with eyes growing misty; the affection between this brother and sister was too touching.
Turning her head towards Ah Ning, Yun Ya smiled and said, "Thank you for contacting ; otherwise, I don’t know when I would have found my brother."
Ah Ning quickly waved her hand: "It wasn’t . It was Chengcheng who encountered him wandering around alone outside. Worried he would get into an accident, she brought him back. Our Chengcheng is a very kind person. If you want to express gratitude, you should thank Chengcheng."
"Is it Xue Chengcheng?" Yun Ya asked.
"Yes."
So it was her. Yun Ya thought for a mont and said, "Please relay my thanks to her. I really appreciate it this ti. If she ever needs help, she can co to whenever she wants. I will help as much as I can." With that, she left with Yun Miao.
Ah Ning was stunned for a mont. By the ti she ran out, the two of them had already disappeared.
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"Why didn’t you get lost as well? Don’t bother coming back if you can’t find him." Mai Zheng was furious, having sohow managed to lose Yun Miao. With such a huge backstage, who knew where he could have gone; they had searched for ages without success.
Yun Miao was deaf and mute, and his mind wasn’t quite right. What if sothing happened to him while he was wandering around?
Guan Jie shrunk his head, guilt written all over his face.
He was scheduled for the final PK. On stage, Kang Jinxian was singing, a classic English song that she perford well, maintaining her usual standard. Mai Zheng listened to the deafening music, scratching his head in agitation.
"My little ancestor, your hair is all ssy." The hairstyle had taken so much wax to set, and now it was ruined at a single touch.
"Does the hairstyle matter now? The important thing is to find him," Mai Zheng said impatiently.
A staff mber reminded them that it was almost ti for Mai Zheng to go on stage.
Mai Zheng took a deep breath and coldly glared at Guan Jie, "You must find him, or you’ll see how I deal with you."
Guan Jie’s complexion paled. They said that managers were masters and artists were servants, but in his case, it seed to be the other way around. Could there be a more hapless manager than him? But what could he do when the other party was the young master? He just had to grin and bear it.
Xue Chengcheng’s singing couldn’t compare to Kang Jinxian’s. To go head-to-head would have been suicide, so she took a different approach, captivating the audience with her perfect stage presence and unique performance charm, which felt more like a performance than singing.
It had to be said, her strategy worked. Her poignant rendition of "If Heaven Has Intentions" conveyed the sorrowful and mournful essence of love, silently moving many in the audience to tears.
Behind them, the voting results appeared on the large screen.
With their backs to the big screen, Kang Jinxian clenched her fists, feeling uneasy at heart.
She had to win, but she had to admit, Xue Chengcheng’s performance had been too successful, and her own advantage seed negligible in comparison.
The audience’s response said everything.
Unable to see the results behind her, she felt her heart rock like a boat on the ocean as screams erupted from below the stage.
The host finally announced that Kang Le had won against Xue Chengcheng by a significant margin.
Overjoyed, Kang Jinxian turned around to see her voting bar on the big screen almost double that of Xue Chengcheng’s, securing a decisive victory.
She thought for sure He An had intervened; otherwise, she had no confidence in this round.
She couldn’t help but smirk at Xue Chengcheng.
"You’re still too green to challenge ," she thought.
Xue Chengcheng’s face carried a sweet smile as she sincerely congratulated her: "Congratulations."
Kang Jinxian’s eyes fell on Chengcheng’s clenched fist; her smile deepened.
"She must be seething inside. I wonder how long she can keep up the act."
Next ca the ntor judges’ votes. As Kang Jinxian expected, Lin Lek, Gu Yue, and Fan Yu all voted for her, only Ming Han voted against her, citing her lack of emotional power. Kang Jinxian scoffed inwardly—clearly, that was a pretext to favor Xue Chengcheng.
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