CHAPTER 568: CHAPTER 342: MOTHER AND SON DISPUTE

"Commander Lin, how come you’re here?" Liu Ping asked, then quickly explained, "I mean, as the chief director, why are you staying at the entrance?"

"I had a bit too much porridge this morning," Commander Lin said with an embarrassed smile. "You know, as you age, bad habits just pile up."

"Look at you, talking about age, which has nothing to do with it, it’s just a normal physiological response. You better hurry then, I’ll wait for you with Luo Ye."

"Okay, I’ll be back in a bit." Commander Lin hurried out and then suddenly came back, wincing. Luo Ye quickly steadied her, and as she looked up, she was startled by Mr. Ye’s tall figure coming in, an apologetic look on his face: "Aunt Lin, I’m so sorry, did I scare you?"

Seeing who it was, Commander Lin squinted her eyes and smiled, "Xiao Xuan, are you looking for your mom? Come on, your aunt will take you to her."

Luo Ye secretly stuck out her tongue, thinking there’s no need to go to the restroom now. It seems like Liu Ping and I combined don’t measure up to one Mr. Ye!

"Aunt Lin, let me introduce, this is my fiancée, Luo Ye." Ye Xuan put his arm around Luo Ye’s shoulder and drew her closer, "She’ll be working under you this time, so please guide her well."

"Ah?" Commander Lin was stunned for a moment, then laughed and slapped Ye Xuan lightly, "You’re such a joker. With your mom here, it’s not my turn to teach. Perfect, your mom is in charge of the coordination for the presenters this time, you guys discuss it." Saying this, she quickly walked away.

Liu Ping quickly caught on. Commander Lin didn’t want to be a third wheel, and she shouldn’t be clueless either, "Luo Ye, my job was just to hand you over to the chief director. Now that my task is done, I’ll go wait in the GF big training area. If you need anything for your daily life, you can talk to me. For work, well..."

She chuckled awkwardly without knowing how to continue, then quickly turned and walked toward the GF big rehearsal area, footsteps hastening, leaving Luo Ye speechless.

"It’s all because of you." Luo Ye poking Ye Xuan in the ribs, "This is my job, can you not meddle needlessly? Doesn’t everyone know who you are? It’s just making it difficult for others! Annoying! Annoying!"

Ye Xuan caught her hand, pulling her to a secluded spot outside the tent to explain, "This time the General Political Dance Troupe is performing here because Qiao Xiaowan’s grandpa pulled some strings to make you the presenter. That was his suggestion.

Ye’er, their requests are all open and aboveboard. I can’t stop them, but I need to make my attitude clear."

"Ah, this is both public and private." Luo Ye rubbed her forehead, annoyed. "So, Bai Yan being a presenter was also their request?"

"That’s not it. She’s just suitable from A division. As for the three presenters, it’s because Lian Fengnan wants to rationalize things like this.

Whether it’s the performance or other matters, to outsiders, it’s seen as the Moselle Family supporting the military, otherwise, how could he agree? Only a few of us understand the true motive."

"Ah..." Luo Ye sighed deliberately, lowering her head, "I really need to think about our relationship. Yu Na, Bai Yan, Qiao Xiaowan, and previously Qi Qianqian, these are the ones I know. As for those I don’t know, there could be countless."

Ye Xuan straightened her body, his dark purple eyes clear and profound: "You are the first, and also the only one!"

Luo Ye pursed her lips, giving him a sideways glance, "Can a man’s words be trusted?"

Ye Xuan didn’t argue, but instead pulled her hand towards the tent.

Luo Ye sneaked a peek at him, noticing his slightly gloomy expression, and playfully tugged at him, "I’m just joking, don’t you become a ’madman’ like Feng Tianzhi."

"I am just thinking whether their boldness is also partly my fault," Ye Xuan said with a smile. "I am reflecting on my own behavior."

Luo Ye patted him understandingly, "Your attitude is fine, there’s nothing to rethink, don’t worry. I won’t just passively wait for them to attack. Since I’m already with you, how could I act cowardly?

But yeah, this also shows I picked the best one. Humph, let them come one, I’ll drive one away; let them come in pairs, I’ll drive the pair away. I refuse to believe you can continue attracting others till you’re eighty!"

Ye Xuan was speechless, "Ye’er..."

"If you’re still attracting others at eighty, then I’ll also go flutter my wings!" Luo Ye covered her forehead, "I just don’t know if anyone will be watching by then."

Ye Xuan affectionately rubbed her head, "I will be watching!"

"Stop it!" Luo Ye laughed, swatting away his hand and taking a deep breath quietly.

"Ye’er, don’t feel wronged, just do what you need to do." Ye Xuan embraced her shoulders as they entered the tent, Luo Ye quickly fixing her clothes, "Public place, be careful!"

Ye Xuan curved his lips into a smile, no longer insisting, and took her to the General Political Dance Troupe’s seating area. He looked around and walked towards Su Sha’s seat: "Mom, I leave Ye’er in your care."

Bai Yan and Qiao Xiaowan both sat beside Su Sha. Seeing Luo Ye following Ye Xuan, Qiao Xiaowan pouted her lips while Bai Yan politely smiled.

"Hello, Auntie." Luo Ye sweetly greeted Su Sha, nodded at Bai Yan, and chose to completely ignore Qiao Xiaowan.

"Hello, Brother Xiao Xuan." Qiao Xiaowan jumped next to Ye Xuan, stretching her hand to cling onto his arm. Ye Xuan stepped back, causing Qiao Xiaowan to stumble and stamp her foot in embarrassment and annoyance, then turned to cling onto Su Sha’s arm: "Aunt Shasha, look, Brother Xiao Xuan is bullying me!"

Luo Ye shivered and stepped back, muttering to herself, thankfully Su Sha’s seat is secluded, or else, tsk tsk...

Ye Xuan gave Qiao Xiaowan a fleeting glance, embraced Luo Ye, and said solemnly to Su Sha: "Mom, Ye’er is your daughter-in-law, and that’s something no one can change. As for some irrelevant people, you can handle them yourself."

Su Sha’s eyes flickered, her expression stoic as she looked at everyone: "This is work time, Luo Ye, Bai Yan, Qiao Xiaowan, you three are the hosts for this performance. I am in charge of this part. If you don’t want to make my position in the troupe untenable, I’d advise you to focus on your work. As for your relationship with my son, I won’t interfere or care!"

"Mom!" Ye Xuan’s face suddenly turned grim.

"What mom? I am Vice Commander Su right now!" Su Sha looked indifferently at her son: "Do my job duties need your interference?"

Luo Ye sighed quietly, pulling Ye Xuan whose face looked like it was about to drip gloom: "You should go back, Auntie is right, this is work, and I can handle my job."

Tears subtly shimmered in Su Sha’s eyes. She wasn’t intentionally undermining her son’s authority; she also wanted to peacefully accept this future daughter-in-law.

But when she saw a face that looked so much like Wen Xin, and saw that her son only had eyes for her, her heart agonizingly twitched.

Her hard-raised son, her career-abandoned cherished son, had ever her position as a mother been in his eyes? It wasn’t that she didn’t want to be good, she truly couldn’t control it!

Ye Xuan, on the brink of exploding, saw the tears in Su Sha’s eyes and eventually held back. He then realized that in his eagerness to protect Ye’er, he had ignored his mom’s dignity.

Momentarily, Ye Xuan regretted his recklessness and stepped forward to embrace Su Sha, whispering: "Mom, what this performance is about, and why it’s arranged this way, you should understand please interpret my feelings."

Su Sha calmed down, pulling her son a bit farther from the others, her voice lowered: "You need to give Ye’er a chance to grow. True gold is not afraid of fire; it’s just a normal hosting of a performance. If she is as capable as you claim, there’s nothing to fear."

"Regarding work matters, I indeed have no worries. What I want from you, Mom, is to clarify your stance and let those with ulterior motives leave by themselves." Ye Xuan spoke with grave seriousness: "Mom, I admit my attitude just now was wrong, but you need to support your son!"

"Alright, I understand," Su Sha sighed: "They say daughters married off are like water splashed out, but it seems like sons raised are also water splashed out, no more nagging from me. I need to arrange for them to review the script, in forty minutes, the first rehearsal starts."

"Good, I’m free anyway, I’ll just watch from the side." Ye Xuan said as he moved a stool and sat down on the side.

Su Sha shot her son a helpless look, no longer entertaining him, and distributed the three prepared scripts to the trio, seriously adding, "This performance is extremely important to the leaders, on the day of the official performance, Vice Chairman Lin, Commander Yan, Minister Qiao, Military Commander Xia, Vice Army Commander Lei, and others will all be present personally.

We must treat this as a political task to be flawlessly executed. Your task isn’t complex, taking turns on stage, clearly and naturally announce the programs.

Now, proceed with the first practice; when entering, the three of you go up together and each speak a line of the welcoming addresses sequentially, then Luo Ye will announce the first performance, Bai Yan the second, Qiao Xiaowan the third, in that order, understood?"

"Understood!" The three said in unison.

The script review went quite smoothly. Luo Ye’s voice was clear and melodious, Bai Yan’s mature and emotional, and Qiao Xiaowan’s soft and gentle, each had their special traits and connected without issues.

The first rehearsal began.

After the trio stepped onto the stage together, Su Sha glanced at Ye Xuan: "How long do you plan to sit here?"

"Until I think it’s time to leave," Ye Xuan glanced back at his mom: "Mom, I’m advising you, stay away from that Qiao Xiaowan, otherwise, you’re definitely getting the short end of the stick."

"I’m in the same troupe as her, how could I stay away?" Su Sha discontentedly snorted: "I’ve been friends with Lian Qinghua for over twenty years, now you even want to control who Mom can be friends with, isn’t that too much?"

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