Jiang Jinsang noticed that Grandma wasn’t in high spirits, so he imdiately changed the subject, "While abroad, have you been dating?"
The topic seed to scare the little cousin, "How could I possibly be dating? You know what my dad’s temper is like, when I was studying dostically, no boys dared to talk to ."
The whole school knew her dad was the Dean, even her friends didn’t dare to visit her ho.
"But abroad, Uncle can’t control you, right?"
"Too busy studying, no ti for romance." She said righteously, "At this stage, I must focus on my studies and can’t waste my ti with dating."
She too noticed the elderly lady’s low spirits, so she deliberately mimicked her dad’s voice, lowering her pitch, which made everyone laugh.
"You girl." Grandma touched her hair, "I really wonder who’s going to benefit from you in the future."
"As long as my dad’s around, probably no one would dare to marry ."
"Nonsense."
"When I was in school, soone wrote a love letter, which my dad found. Even though the person didn’t sign it, just by the handwriting, he tracked them down, took them to the Dean’s office, and gave a lecture. Apparently, he made the big guy cry."
"My dad said that it was tears of regret."
"Do you think he’s exaggerating?"
Grandma wasn’t aware of these stories, and hearing them for the first ti, she found them amusing, which lifted her earlier bad mood.
**
The car arrived at the big theater, outside was a huge sign, beautifully crafted posters, showing Yun Hezhi’s face partly painted with white greasepaint, partly in modern attire, exquisitely done.
"Mrs. Jiang, Fifth Master." The theater manager, hearing that the Jiang Family arrived, hurried to greet them and led them to their seats.
But this little cousin from the Fan Family was attending an opera for the first ti, finding everything novel, and kept taking photos with her phone.
"Where’s Mr. Yun?" Jiang Jinsang inquired to the manager.
"He’s backstage, getting prepared."
"Is it convenient to go back there?"
Tang Wan had entrusted him with a gift for Yun Hezhi. After the performance, Yun would be the star of the show, very busy, so Jiang Jinsang thought to deliver the gift before the performance.
"Sure, I can take you there."
"Just point in the right direction." As Jiang Jinsang noticed there were many attendees today, they’d just sat down, and saw a notable figure sitting near Grandma, an elderly lady from the Beijing Fu Family, a seasoned opera enthusiast.
"You’re here too." Grandma was familiar with her, both loved opera and often went to the Peach Garden, naturally getting acquainted.
"It’s Mr. Yun’s personal show, of course I had to co and enjoy." Mrs. Fu was dressed elegantly as well.
Jiang Jinsang couldn’t help but be amazed, Yun Hezhi’s fa in the circle was substantial enough to earn the presence of the Fu Family, which was known for being very critical about the opera shows they attended.
"Cousin, let co with you." The little cousin from the Fan Family had wanted to see the backstage for quite so ti.
"Stay close to , don’t touch things you shouldn’t, and don’t run around."
"Why do you sound just like my dad, does becoming a father really make one naggy?"
"..."
Jiang Jinsang stayed silent, holding the gift and heading backstage, which was chaotic but organized, with people busy and so even having als.
Yun Hezhi had a private dressing room, the door was open, and upon entering, you could imdiately see him standing there, with two humidifiers on, enveloping him in a soft mist, accentuating the smooth lines of his figure.
Perhaps hearing the noise outside, he turned around, his sharp and distinct face carrying a hint of femininity, yet striking, with a sash around his waist complenting his posture, indeed a sight to behold, every step like poetry.
"Fifth Master," his voice was gentle.
"Are we interrupting?" Jiang Jinsang smiled.
"Not at all, but the backstage is hectic, with people coming and going, you might get bumped into."
"No worries. Wanwan asked to bring you a gift on her behalf, as she couldn’t make it, and wanted to wish you success for your performance." Jiang Jinsang handed over the gift.
"Please thank Teacher Tang for ." Yun Hezhi said while noticing the little girl standing behind Jiang Jinsang, holding a cara, seemingly trying to candidly snap a picture of him...
The little cousin from the Fan Family indeed intended to sneak a photo, but accidentally got caught, instantly turning red with embarrassnt, ears flushed pink.
She managed a smile as a greeting, hiding half of herself behind Jiang Jinsang, too shy to step forward.
Is there anything more embarrassing than being caught while secretly taking photos?
"This is my cousin, she’s studying music, curious about Beijing Opera, so I brought her along to broaden her horizons." Jiang Jinsang explained.
"No problem, feel free to look around. I have to get ready with my makeup, so I can’t attend to you." Yun Hezhi replied.
"That’s fine, you go ahead." Jiang Jinsang was also in a backstage for the first ti, noticing a rack nearby with beautiful clothes worn by Beijing Opera actresses.
The little cousin from the Fan Family, after getting permission, took a few photos with her phone, but her gaze was constantly drawn to Yun Hezhi.
Not only was he good-looking but also skillful at applying makeup?
The way he defined his brows and lips was far more professional than her own attempts, where she’d end up with eyebrows resembling caterpillars.
"Mr. Yun... that person is here again, delivered a bunch of chrysanthemums, isn’t he doing this to intentionally bring bad luck? This guy is too much, this is like the umpteenth ti..." The person entering hadn’t expected others to be in the room, brusquely holding back the words, "Sorry."
"I need to start my makeup." Yun Hezhi remained composed.
"Then I’ll leave for now." The person coughed, looking slightly awkward when greeting Jiang Jinsang.
Bringing chrysanthemums? From that person’s tone, this wasn’t the first ti.
As Jiang Jinsang looked at Yun Hezhi already applying his foundation, he said, "If there’s anything you need help with, feel free to ask."
Yun Hezhi understood the offer, yet felt embarrassed to actually ask Jiang Jinsang for assistance. "Perhaps soone doesn’t like having my solo show and is intentionally causing trouble, nothing serious."
Recently, while rehearsing here, soone would frequently send chrysanthemums, clearly ant to unsettle him.
He had even been booed off stage before, such antics hadn’t left much of an impact on him.
He lowered his gaze to continue with his makeup, never expecting this group might actually dare to cause trouble backstage.
As Yun Hezhi finished his makeup and was about to change costu, Jiang Jinsang signaled his cousin that it was ti to leave.
At that mont, a commotion erupted outside, though the backstage was already noisy; they hadn’t paid much attention until soone jogged over, panting...
"Mr. Yun, soone’s here to make trouble, demanding to see you."
"See ?" Yun Hezhi furrowed his brow. He hadn’t done anything recently to provoke anyone, so why was soone causing a scene now? If the incident escalated, it would impact the audience here for the opera, and his personal show would be ruined, and he would beco the laughingstock.
"Yes, they’re insisting on seeing you."
"Did you call the police?" Yun Hezhi frowned deeper.
"We worried that calling the police would cause too much disruption, and they said you stole their boss’s woman, and we..."
Not only did Jiang Jinsang raise an eyebrow, but Yun Hezhi was equally perplexed.
What on earth?
Stealing soone’s woman? When had he ever done such a thing?
Jiang Jinsang wasn’t well-acquainted with Yun Hezhi, couldn’t connect many dots, but a thought of a person suddenly popped into his head, yet certainly, he couldn’t have done such a thing...
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