CHAPTER 1018: CHAPTER 1025: CONCERT (PART 3)

Yang Qingling clicked her tongue in wonder and said, "She knows you have a girlfriend and still treats you like this? It seems she has deep feelings for you. Son, to be honest, I really can’t see what charm you have to attract so many outstanding girls."

Hearing his mom’s teasing, Ling Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Mom, am I really your biological son? You shouldn’t put down your own son like that. Besides, am I that bad?"

"You’re not bad, just a bit too much of a playboy. You should learn from your dad in that regard."

"Dad is aware of my relationships with them."

"He knows?" Yang Qingling asked in surprise, "Didn’t your dad give you a hard time?"

Ling Chen grinned and said, "Mom, what would you want dad to scold me for? If there’s anyone who deserves a scolding, it should be dad first. Oh, by the way! Mom, I almost forgot to tell you, dad arranged a fiancée for me many years ago."

"What?" Yang Qingling was taken aback, exclaiming, "There’s such a thing? Something so big and your dad didn’t discuss it with me."

"It’s because you weren’t around. See, even dad has arranged things for me, so you don’t need to worry unnecessarily."

As they were speaking, Ling Chen saw a few people walking through the corridor not far away.

Wanqing?

Ling Chen was startled and quickly got up from his seat, briskly walking over to meet them.

"Wanqing, Haozi, hey! Miss Su, you’re back too, long time no see." Ling Chen greeted Su Lin with a smile. It had been a while since they last met; the little lady seemed to have been exposed to the elements regularly, as her skin had changed from its former pale color to a healthy tan, her star-like bright eyes now exuding a hint of wildness, becoming more charming and poised.

Hmph!

Confronted with Ling Chen, Su Lin huffed heavily, completely ignoring his greeting, and walked past him.

"Wanqing, you..." Ling Chen was about to speak, but saw Nanrong Wanqing following Su Lin without so much as acknowledging him, her expression very cold.

"Chen," it was still Nanrong Hao who showed some loyalty. He leaned towards Ling Chen and asked in a low voice, "Did you have a fight with my sister? She’s been in a bad mood these past few days, throwing a fit over the smallest displeasure at home, even I got scolded badly. Chen, you’d better think of a way, if this continues, my days won’t be easy."

"Your sister already knows about your father’s matter."

"Really?" Nanrong Hao asked in surprise, "You told her?"

"It wasn’t me, she found out from somewhere else and hasn’t spoken to me in days. I don’t even know what to do."

"That doesn’t make sense!" Nanrong Hao said curiously, "Your father’s death has nothing to do with you, so why would she be mad at you? It doesn’t make sense. Besides, my sister is more open-minded than me, if I can get over it, why can’t she?"

Ling Chen shrugged and said, "How would I know? Forget it! The concert is about to start, let’s take our seats first. I’ll talk to your sister about this after we get back."

Back at his seat, Ling Chen found, whether intentionally by Su Lin and the others or not, that Nanrong Wanqing was sitting right next to him. However, her expression was icy cold, with a look that warned strangers to stay away.

Once seated, Ling Chen glanced at Nanrong Wanqing beside him and whispered, "Wanqing, I’m sorry, I know I was wrong, I shouldn’t have kept your father’s matters a secret from you for so long."

As for Ling Chen’s explanation, Nanrong Wanqing acted as if she hadn’t heard it, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on the stage, not sparing even the corner of her eye for Ling Chen.

Seeing her indifferent reaction, Ling Chen felt at a loss, not knowing how to get Nanrong Wanqing to respond.

While pondering, the stage lights gradually dimmed. Then, a dazzling beam of light projected from the top, landing in the center of the stage.

At the same time, the round platform in the center of the stage began to rise slowly, revealing a figure cloaked in a bright red robe to the tens of thousands of audience members.

When Tang Shiyun’s exquisite face appeared on the big screen, the whole audience immediately erupted, with waves of cheers continually rising, and everyone chanting Tang Shiyun’s name in unison.

Facing the enthusiastic crowd, Tang Shiyun wore a sweet smile, walked gracefully to the edge of the stage, and bowed to the audience in gratitude.

Along with Tang Shiyun’s movements, soothing music spread from around the stage, filling the entire stadium.

Like the wind, like water, as if time passes.

Like a song, like wine, intoxicating the heart.

...

Tang Shiyun held the microphone, her sweet voice like a clear spring, lingering in the ears of the audience. In an instant, the noisy stadium quieted down, leaving only Tang Shiyun’s voice flowing throughout the venue.

Listening to Tang Shiyun’s song, Ling Chen felt his mood instantly calm down, as if all troubles were cast away. At this moment, only Tang Shiyun’s enchanting voice echoed in his mind.

It wasn’t just Ling Chen; even Nanrong Wanqing’s expression, as cold as an iceberg, gradually melted, her beautiful eyes flickering, immersed in the beautiful and moving melody.

The song came to an end.

After a few seconds of silence in the audience, a thundering applause erupted, resounding throughout the stadium.

Watching the audience’s reaction and Tang Shiyun smiling on stage, Ling Chen’s lips curled up, lightly clapping his hands to cheer for Tang Shiyun.

Now Tang Shiyun finally has her big stage.

After listening to a few songs, Tang Shiyun finally went down to rest and change costumes, and next was the performance by the concert guest. However, just as the guest came on stage and hadn’t started singing yet, they faced strong protests from the audience.

"We want to hear Tang Shiyun!"

"We want to hear Tang Shiyun!"

Tens of thousands of people in the stadium shouted in unison, almost lifting the roof of the stadium. Fortunately, the guest had good on-the-spot adaptability and quickly explained, asking everyone to stay calm.

Taking advantage of Tang Shiyun not being back on stage yet, Ling Chen turned his gaze to Nanrong Wanqing beside him, attempting to start a conversation, "Wanqing..."

However, before Ling Chen could finish, he saw Nanrong Wanqing suddenly turn her head towards Su Lin. Whatever she said, she got up and started walking out.

Watching Nanrong Wanqing’s departing figure, Ling Chen hesitated whether to go after her or not.

"Hey! What are you standing there for?" At this moment, Su Lin’s voice came from beside him.

"Don’t say I didn’t help you. Wanqing went to the bathroom. If you have something to say, go find her yourself."

Hearing this, Ling Chen’s eyes lit up. He thought the little girl wasn’t going to pay him any attention!

"Thanks!" Ling Chen thanked her and hurriedly got up to follow. Soon, he arrived outside the restroom of the stadium. Since it was a VIP lounge and bathroom, no one else was around; everyone was watching the show live.

Standing outside the bathroom, Ling Chen waited quietly, contemplating how to explain things to Nanrong Wanqing.