Dongfang Yu is now in contact with the Shang Family, and Gu Qiaoqiao must have known about it long ago.
Probably like her, he adopted an ostrich tactic, out of sight, out of mind.
However, even so, Shang Qing’s heart still hesitated.
But these things are not really important.
What was important was what kind of feelings she really had for Dongfang Yu?
And today, the mont she sat back in the stands, Shang Qing still wasn’t completely sure.
But when she was sitting next to him, all the previous uncertainties were finally confird.
Shang Qing knew that she liked him.
It wasn’t just a simple infatuation, it was a deep, deep liking. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been so patient and even happily accompanied Dongfang Yu to watch the play.
This was a first in her life.
It was Shang Qing’s first ti watching a play from beginning to end without any impatience, not even stepping out.
Simply because the person sitting beside her was Dongfang Yu, the man she adored.
Even though she knew that in Dongfang Yu’s heart, there was no place for her.
Not even the kind of feelings a brother would have for a sister.
In his eyes, she was just a child.
This realization made Shang Qing feel very defeated, but there was nothing she could do. Her interactions with Dongfang Yu were never sothing to be proud of in the first place.
The curtain on the stage slowly descended.
The play was over.
At this mont, Dongfang Yu was leisurely walking in the corridor outside the theater, with Shang Qing naturally following beside him, holding the White Cat.
The man was handso, the woman was charming, and there was also a white cat with purple eyes.
Such a combination naturally attracted the sideways glances of many onlookers.
The theatergoers were mostly older people.
So of them recognized Dongfang Yu at the Shang Family, and seeing him with Shang Qing now, they more or less guessed what was going on.
Although, their guesses weren’t accurate.
However, these few elders, aided by their descendants, still ca up to greet Dongfang Yu.
An experienced young person, with wealth and a keen eye, befriending him could only bring benefits.
Dongfang Yu was as usual, indifferent, distant yet polite.
Shang Qing knew these elders, and she masked her inner shyness and greeted them openly.
Though in her heart, she knew well enough what these people might say when they returned ho.
After exchanging a few words with Dongfang Yu, these elders sensibly left the space for the two of them.
While Dongfang Yu was as calm as ever, everything was very natural.
In fact, he had no idea what these people were thinking, nor was he interested in knowing.
As for going to the play with Shang Qing, it was rely because he hadn’t watched a play for a while, and sotis, having soone to accompany him while watching a play indeed made for a pleasant experience.
At least for certain common interests, there could be so exchange. Watching and listening to a play alone can be quite lonely.
But this does not an Dongfang Yu would integrate into any of these people’s lives.
They were parallel lines that naturally never intersect.
The sky above the theater was already dotted with countless stars.
The night wind was slightly cool, yet as it brushed against their faces, carried a hint of spring warmth.
Dongfang Yu escorted Shang Qing back to the Shang Family.
Shang Qing wanted to arrange a ti for their next eting, but unexpectedly, after delivering her to the Shang Family’s gate, Dongfang Yu simply nodded and smiled at her.
Then he got into his car and drove away into the dust.
Just like every ti before.
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