CHAPTER 1017: CHAPTER 1024: CONCERT (PART 2)

At the entrance of the stadium, Yang Qingling asked, "Son, aren’t we going to queue?"

"No need, with so many people, we don’t know how long we’ll have to wait in line." Saying this, Ling Chen took out his phone and dialed a number. In less than two minutes, Tang Shiyun’s agent Xu Hong quickly walked out from inside the stadium.

"Mr. Ling."

"Miss Xu, I’m sorry to bother you while you’re so busy." Ling Chen said apologetically.

"No worries." Xu Hong smiled slightly and said, "Shiyun instructed me even if you didn’t call, I would still contact you. Let’s go, there are too many people here, I’ll take you through the VIP access."

"Alright, thank you!"

The VIP access is only open for concert VIP guests. Led by Xu Hong, Ling Chen and Yang Qingling quickly arrived at the backstage lounge. Not long after they sat down, they saw Tang Shiyun come in wearing a red robe full of classical charm.

"Ling." Tang Shiyun happily called out, opening her arms wanting to hug Ling Chen. However, she quickly noticed that besides Ling Chen, there was another ***** with a very graceful presence in the lounge.

Seeing someone else in the room, Tang Shiyun quickly retracted her arms, embarrassedly sticking out her tongue at Ling Chen.

"Ling, who is this beautiful auntie?"

Ling Chen smiled and said, "Shiyun, come, let me introduce, this is my mom, Yang Qingling. Mom, this is Tang Shiyun I’ve mentioned to you."

Mom?

Tang Shiyun was shocked. When did Ling suddenly have a mom? He hadn’t mentioned anything about this last time they went out. After a brief moment of confusion, Tang Shiyun quickly responded, sweetly saying, "Mrs. Yang, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were Ling’s mom and forgot to greet you just now."

"It’s okay. This is our first meeting, it’s normal for you not to recognize me." Yang Qingling said with a gentle smile. Putting things aside, she quite liked this polite girl.

"Ling, I reserved three seats for you, why did only two of you come?"

"It’s just us two, couldn’t find anyone else."

"Then what about Wanqing? Why didn’t you bring her to watch my concert?"

"Wanqing... Wanqing had something come up last minute, I’m not too sure about her schedule." Ling Chen said casually.

At this time, Xu Hong knocked on the lounge door and peeked in to say, "Shiyun, fifteen minutes until it starts, you should get ready to go on stage."

"Got it. Hong, could you take Ling and Mrs. Yang to the VIP seats?" After speaking, Tang Shiyun turned to Yang Qingling and said, "Mrs. Yang, I’m sorry, I need to do my final preparations. After the concert, I’ll sit down and chat with you properly."

Yang Qingling smiled in response, "Alright, go on with your work, don’t let us delay your important tasks."

After watching Tang Shiyun leave, Xu Hong led Ling Chen and Yang Qingling straight to the VIP seats. Halfway there, Ling Chen suddenly heard his phone ringing from his pocket. Taking out his phone and looking at the caller ID number, Ling Chen muttered to himself in surprise, why is he calling me?

Without time to think more, Ling Chen answered the call, saying hello and asked, "Beizhao, why do you have time to call me today?"

"Ling Chen, are you with Wanqing?"

"No. You need Wanqing for something?"

"No, I don’t need Wanqing. Um... are you two okay?"

Hearing this, Ling Chen asked in confusion, "What do you mean ’okay’? Beizhao, clarify what you mean, I don’t quite understand."

"What, didn’t Wanqing come clean with you?" After a pause, Ji Beizhao continued, "Wanqing already knows about her father’s situation. My dad and I investigated my second uncle’s information, what he used to do, his relationship with you, and his death, Wanqing knows all of it, I thought Wanqing would have told you."

Ling Chen felt a pang in his heart. He finally understood why Nanrong Wanqing was ignoring him. It was because of this.

All along, he had hesitated, not knowing how to tell Nanrong Wanqing about this issue. So he kept delaying it until now. Now, Nanrong Wanqing’s attitude is cold towards him, probably blaming him for hiding this matter for too long.

Thinking about this, Ling Chen couldn’t help but give a bitter smile. It’s not surprising that Nanrong Wanqing is angry with him; anyone in her position would be furious; after all, this isn’t a small matter.

"Hello! Hello! Ling Chen, why aren’t you speaking?"

Hearing Ji Beizhao’s voice from the other side of the call, Ling Chen said helplessly, "Why didn’t you give me a heads-up earlier, so I could mentally prepare?"

"Ling Chen, you can’t blame me for this. No matter what, Wanqing’s father is my second uncle and my dad’s brother; it’s our family matter, we had to tell Wanqing. Though I did consider you, but I believe you did nothing wrong in this issue, at most, you hid it from Wanqing. Wanqing is not unreasonable; she should understand your difficulties. Therefore, I think she won’t do anything to you; she’ll just sulk for a few days, then you can coax her."

Ling Chen bitterly smiled, "She’s not even really talking to me now, how can I coax her?"

"You are her boyfriend, you have to figure it out on your own. Anyway, I just wanted to check in. Since Wanqing hasn’t yet confronted you, why don’t you go to her and explain yourself, maybe she’ll feel better."

"Alright, that’s all I can do now."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Chen sighed softly. What’s inevitable will come, this day had to be faced eventually. It’s good, taking this opportunity to explain things clearly to Nanrong Wanqing to avoid misunderstandings.

"Mr. Ling, it’s time to enter."

Seeing Ling Chen standing there and not moving, Xu Hong couldn’t help but remind him.

"Okay, I’m coming."

Arriving at the VIP seats, they were only about two meters from the stage, perfect for watching the performance. There weren’t many seats in the VIP area, only thirty-plus seats. At this moment, most of them were already occupied. Those seated in the VIP area are all people of status and position, it’s not something money can buy.

Tang Shiyun reserved the seats for Ling Chen in the front row, considered the best position in the house.

Yang Qingling smiled and said, "That little girl is quite thoughtful, leaving the best for you."

Hearing his mom’s meaningful words, Ling Chen rubbed his nose and said, "Mom, don’t overthink."

"How can I not overthink, when a woman treats you like this, doesn’t it mean something? If it were someone else, they would surely reserve these seats for their own parents. Hey! Son, does Miss Tang know about your relationship with Wanqing?"

"She knows." Ling Chen nodded.