GBP Chapter 330 Miss, you really know how to tell a story.
Chapter 330 Miss, you really know how to tell a story.
In other words, the person behind everything, and even the one who resurrected Yan Dong from witchcraft, is very likely Song Beiyou.
With this in mind, we must tell Linda not to act impulsively.
Linda was also overwhelmed with anxiety, but Han Xinyue's tug brought her back to her senses and restored her rationality.
After exchanging a glance, Linda looked at Yan Dong first and said in Chinese, "Miss, you really know how to tell a story."
The story was also very engaging, and I really enjoyed it.
If we weren't busy right now, we'd really like to hear you continue.
Yan Dong chuckled inwardly, "I welcome you to come and listen to my stories anytime."
Han Xinyue nodded to Yan Dong and left with Linda.
Yan Dong stared at their departing figures and sneered, "Pretending, let's see how long you can keep up this act."
After saying this, Yan Dong squinted at Han Xinyue's back and said, "I haven't been out for several days. Why does Han Xinyue's back look so familiar now that I've come out?"
He seems to resemble someone from the past.
Who could it be? That's strange.
Without thinking much, he went into the elevator to find Duan Yao.
Yan Dong couldn't help but grin as soon as he saw their third master.
First, I hadn't seen their third master for a long time; second, I was pleasantly surprised to receive a raise as soon as I saw him.
This is fantastic news! Everyone loves money, and prices are soaring.
Suddenly I realized how incredibly comfortable it has been to stay home all this time.
Duan Yao was also very happy.
I haven't been able to go on dates with Song Beiyou much lately because of various things.
Now that Mo Yundu has lost an arm and Gu Debai has been successfully found, they can finally spend a good day cultivating their relationship with their girlfriend.
Acting on his thoughts, after giving Yan Dong his instructions, he sent a message to Song Beiyou: "Are you free today?"
Want to go on a date?
Song Beiyou replied to his message five minutes later.
Those five minutes were tough; Duan Yao was terrified of being rejected.
Fortunately, the message that came five minutes later was, "Okay."
Duan Yao beamed and asked Yan Li to cancel his work for the day and help him choose clothes and a car for the trip.
The three of them then carefully studied the location where they planned to meet today.
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Meanwhile, Han Xinyue and Linda left Jinxiu Manor.
The atmosphere in the car was tense; the tension had been palpable ever since the two of them got in.
When the car was about to arrive at the Beijing Business Department of Han's Group, Linda finally spoke, "It's possible that we've been played all along."
We thought we were in the shadows, manipulating people and controlling everything.
Little did we know that we were the ones being manipulated.
Those who truly have the means control everything.
With each word Linda spoke, Han Xinyue clenched her fist tighter.
Linda said it on purpose, specifically for Han Xinyue to hear.
During their time together, she felt that Han Xinyue's methods were not ruthless enough. The entire Han family wanted to snatch the man back from someone else, so they had to be ruthless.
She was provoking Han Xinyue, hoping that she could stand on her own even though Mo Yundu had lost one hand.
Otherwise, the road ahead will be very difficult.
Han Xinyue listened and said, "Take me to see Mr. Mo. I heard he went back to his hometown of Haicheng after being discharged from the hospital. I'd like to go see him."
Linda: "Okay."
After Linda finished speaking, she turned her head to the side, a strange smile appearing between her brows and eyes.
She was holding her phone, and a message was displayed on the screen.
The message was from her trusted confidante: "Gu Ling will be performing the China National Dance Company's new work at the Imperial Capital Performance Hall in Beijing today. I've sent you the e-ticket."
Han Xinyue has important things to do, and Linda also has important things to do.
After dropping Han Xinyue off in Haicheng, Linda asked the driver to take her to the Imperial Capital Performance Hall in Beijing.
She wanted to see just how capable her rival, the globally renowned dance master, really was.
She was able to make her former crush from her studies abroad so infatuated that he was willing to accept a marriage certificate for her.
The car sped from Beijing to Haicheng, and then back to Beijing.
The performance hall in the capital city of Beijing was packed with people fifteen minutes before the performance was scheduled to begin.
One by one, people lined up with their tickets, waiting to enter.
Within the orderly queue, many people were discussing the upcoming performance.
"Anything produced by Gu Ling is bound to be a masterpiece. I'm really looking forward to his new work."
"Me too, me too, and this is Master Gu Ling's first performance after his marriage. She is Mrs. Zong, so we must support her."
"Absolutely! She could easily stay home and live the life of a pampered lady, but she still chooses to come out and create new works for us. Who else should we support if not her?"
As soon as he said that, the crowd expressed their agreement and cheered.
When Lin arrived, they were all cheering.
She entered through the VIP entrance and, seeing the excited scene, curled her lips in a mocking smile.
The staff at the performance hall politely led her to a special VIP viewing room with an unparalleled view and an atmosphere of unparalleled prestige.
The performance was still a few minutes away from starting, and the audience began to enter the venue.
Linda, her legs clad in stockings, crossed gracefully and glanced around the room. A familiar figure appeared in the next private room.
Who doesn't know this figure?
Isn't that Munemasa, her white moonlight from her time studying abroad?
Is he here too?
In Chinese terms, wouldn't this be called "the wife leads and the husband follows"?
That's really romantic.
As I thought about it, jealousy welled up inside me.
His eyes blazed with endless jealousy and ruthlessness.
It seems that today's performance is more than just something to watch.
Zongzheng Qi did not find Linda there.
What a joke! His wife is about to go on stage to perform; how could he possibly have eyes for other women?
What's more, he hasn't even appeased his wife yet, and he hasn't explained to her that he got the marriage certificate beforehand. He's so anxious that everything else is irrelevant to him.
Linda, Lucy, Lily, Selena, Amanda, Fianna—all of them, step aside.
A few minutes later, as the lights in the performance hall dimmed, the music started, and the performance began.
Gu Ling was the lead dancer in today's performance. After a group of backup dancers came out in unison to display their beautiful dance moves, she descended from the sky wearing an ethereal silk dress.
Like a fairy descending to earth, she danced gracefully in the majestic air, performing a series of difficult moves.
The high-altitude splits and 360-degree spins left everyone present in awe.
Li Sheng, standing next to Zongzheng Qi, couldn't help but clap and cheer, "Oh my god, I finally have time to watch our Ling-jie perform! This is amazing!"
You really don't know until you see it, and once you do, you'll be amazed!
Right, sir?
Zongzheng Qi appeared calm on the surface, but was inwardly excited.
He was indeed amazed, but he was also mostly worried.
Is it really necessary to do such a difficult move? Can't you just do a couple of simple jumps on stage?
That's so dangerous.
Just as the idea came to mind, for some reason, one of the wires suddenly snapped with a "bang".