Letting them go is impossible.
Chuzheng directly filed a report.
Only after she had tied them up did she rember ng Shaoyuan and release him.
"Sis..."
ng Shaoyuan looked at the person in front of him, relieved she was okay, but he also felt sothing was off.
He glanced at the kidnappers lying on the ground moaning and gradually found it unbelievable.
Right!
When did his sister beco so formidable?
Even thugs like these can be dealt with.
Chuzheng coldly glanced at him: "You owe high-interest loans?"
The original owner’s brother didn’t seem like soone who would gamble.
"I don’t!" ng Shaoyuan denied, "I don’t even know him."
ng Shaoyuan was inexplicably kidnapped here.
Thinking about it now, ng Shaoyuan still felt a bit scared.
"Sis, did you co alone?"
"Otherwise?" Should I have brought a soccer team to cheer on?
"Didn’t you call the police?" ng Shaoyuan subconsciously thought of seeking the police in danger
This wasn’t ordinary danger, he was kidnapped!
Chuzheng: "I just did."
ng Shaoyuan: "..."
ng Shaoyuan increasingly found it strange, this person seed a bit unlike his sister... but if she wasn’t his sister, why would she risk herself to save him?
It must be because they hadn’t seen each other for too long.
After the relevant departnts ca and finished asking for all the important information, they asked them to leave together.
Getting in the car, ng Shaoyuan couldn’t help but ask her: "Sis, did you offend soone?"
He clearly heard these people say they must have his sister co.
"Too many."
Chuzheng said casually.
ng Shaoyuan got anxious: "Sis, when will you co ho?"
"Focus on your studies, don’t worry about my matters."
ng Shaoyuan: "..."
-
The kidnappers confessed that the mastermind was Hua Huai—Chuzheng had them say this, the kidnappers didn’t even know who Hua Huai was.
They quickly brought Hua Huai in as a suspect for questioning.
When Hua Huai was brought in, Chuzheng happened to be leaving with ng Shaoyuan, and they ran into each other head-on.
Chuzheng looked at him calmly.
Hatred flashed in Hua Huai’s eyes, if he weren’t being held back, he’d probably want to bite a few pieces off Chuzheng.
"He... he..."
ng Shaoyuan pointed at Hua Huai being taken inside, sowhat stunned.
"Sis, isn’t he your idol?" His sister’s room was filled with his posters; every ti he went in, he felt like he was entering a MLM den.
And it was because of this person, who promised to make him famous, that she hadn’t returned ho.
What’s going on now?
"..."
The original owner’s idol, why would I care!
"He’s not my idol."
ng Shaoyuan widened his eyes: "How is he not, you used to..."
"The past was the past."
Chuzheng said nothing, striding away.
"Sis, sis!!"
ng Shaoyuan chased after Chuzheng.
"Co back ho with ."
"I still have things to do, you go ho by yourself."
"Where are you going?"
"To see your brother-in-law."
ng Shaoyuan: "??"
He looked inside; just now that one went in... didn’t she used to really like him?
How did her idol change?
"I’ll go too!"
Five minutes later, Chuzheng stuffed ng Shaoyuan into a car, telling the driver to send him ho.
ng Shaoyuan stuck his head out, angrily shouting at her: "Sis, rember to co ho!!"
Chuzheng: "..."
-
The concert was very successful, without any mishaps.
Yet Sheng Yan wasn’t the least bit happy.
The stage lights had already dimd, the surrounding light barely provided illumination.
Soone sat at the edge of the stage holding a guitar, still wearing his final performance outfit, looking at the dark audience seats below.
She didn’t co.
From the start to the end of the concert, she never showed up.
Sheng Yan didn’t know why he was waiting here or what he wanted to do; he just didn’t want to leave.
Sheng Yan strumd the guitar, the sound gradually filling the entire space.
He slightly closed his eyes, playing by feel, letting his mind go blank, not seeing anything.
Like this... this way he wouldn’t feel sad.
After all, he and she had no real connection, her coming was his fortune, her not coming... was her choice.
But... she clearly promised him she would.
The music abruptly stopped, Sheng Yan buried his head in his arms.
A minute later, Sheng Yan held up the guitar and stood, his face blank, but his eyes were a bit red.
Just as he raised his head, from the corner of his eye he glimpsed the audience seats, where soone was slowly walking towards the stage.
Sheng Yan blinked, seemingly wanting to see more clearly.
That person had long occupied his heart, even if he couldn’t see the face clearly, he knew it was her...
Sheng Yan froze there, only able to watch that figure.
A surge of emotion rose from his heart, causing every drop of blood in his body to start boiling.
Chuzheng walked from the audience seats to the stage with a bouquet of flowers.
"Why aren’t you leaving after it’s over?" If she hadn’t asked Lisa, she wouldn’t have known he was still here.
Sheng Yan stood backed by the light, completely obscured in the darkness, utterly invisible.
Chuzheng raised her head to look at him, finding it a bit difficult, reaching out her hand: "Co down."
Sheng Yan slowly extended his hand, grasping Chuzheng’s hand, jumping from the stage, sowhat stamring as he answered Chuzheng’s first question: "I... just wanted to stay a little longer."
Chuzheng shoved the flowers into his arms: "You’ll have plenty of chances like this in the future."
Sheng Yan held the bouquet, the thick fragrance filling his senses, his thoughts becoming muddled.
After a while, Sheng Yan exhaled a breath, uncertainly asking, "Gift for ?"
Chuzheng slightly tilted her head: "Congratulations on your first performance being a complete success."
Sheng Yan hugged the flowers tightly: "Th-thank you."
"It’s late, let take you back."
"...Okay."
Chuzheng walked in front, Sheng Yan wanted to ask her why she didn’t co earlier... but he couldn’t find the words, didn’t know in what capacity he should approach the question.
Sheng Yan followed behind, head lowered, when suddenly all the surrounding lights went out; Sheng Yan didn’t know what he stumbled on, staggering forward.
Sheng Yan felt he’d bumped into Chuzheng, then both fell onto the steps.
A strange heartbeat sounded in his ears, Sheng Yan’s body suddenly stiffened.
Chuzheng shielded Sheng Yan’s head in the darkness and asked, "Did you get hurt?"
Her voice was cool and indifferent, without a trace of emotion.
Yet in Sheng Yan’s ears, it felt like a fla, setting him ablaze.
He murmured: "No, no."
Chuzheng propped herself up, searching her body for her phone, but after fumbling for a while she couldn’t find it.
Perhaps it fell during the tumble earlier.
"Where’s your phone?"
Sheng Yan hastily took out his phone and handed it to Chuzheng.
Just as he realized sothing was amiss and wanted to take the phone back, Chuzheng had already turned on the screen.
The desktop wallpaper appeared in Chuzheng’s sight.
Sheng Yan: "..."
The wallpaper was a photo of Chuzheng in the studio, the lighting a bit dim, the girl slightly lowered her head, softly tracing the outline of her profile.
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