Chapter Fifty-Three: Dazed and Confused

  Song Shuwei's ears turned red as he thought of that crazy night, his face was like an iceberg, but his heart was boiling like a live volcano, and he couldn't even speak properly:

  "It's so late already, won't it have a bad influence?"

  Song Jingzhu looked at him with that inconsistent expression, and suddenly felt happy. This kid was probably already like that with others, otherwise, how could he say something that would have a bad influence.

  Not deliberately making trouble for him, the chin nodded towards the stage and said: "See that little guy next to her?

  That kid is called Qin Qing, he's the nephew of your childhood friend Qin Luoshui. Last year, almost all of the special forces were selected, but at the last moment, his father used some means to block him, saying that as the eldest son and grandson, he had to inherit the family business.

  Alas! It was that jungle survival game, I gave him a new partner, and he lost unfairly. What a great special forces material, but his parents ruined it for him. This kid has been depressed all year.

  However, he has recently become more energetic and has been getting close to Sang Hong, even helping her design a training program to improve her physical fitness.

  The creativity of tonight's party was actually thought up by that little girl, young people are really enviable, he can still put down his face and accompany this little girl to be crazy, tease her to happiness, tsk, tonight's appearance, he doesn't mind ruining himself, but this kid is not ordinary handsome.

  Song Shu's scorching heart was suddenly doused with a bucket of cold water by his words, and it took him a while to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth:

  "This kid is indeed sharp-eyed and resourceful, just like his uncle in terms of moral integrity."

  Song Jingzhu detected the chill in his words and knew he had already fallen into the trap, so he couldn't help but fan the flames and push him further.

  "That's not the case, this kid is very self-disciplined, the princess of Nanjing Ouyang family has been chasing him since school started, and he can respond with ease and tact, which makes Momo that child anxious."

  As soon as he finished speaking, he could almost feel the chill emanating from beside him. He immediately gave a sly laugh and dropped a bombshell: "Don't blame Qin Qing, that honest kid; it was Sang Hong who took the initiative to find him."

  Song Shuwei stiffened his neck and slowly turned his head, saying with difficulty: "It wasn't the first time he scolded him, so why did he go to find him later?"

  This little girl actually dares to be so repetitive, without any sense of discipline and self-awareness, where did she put him?

  This guy obviously forgot how he had wronged Sang Hong.

  "Haha, what you know is already old news. This girl is too much trouble. Otherwise, they might have just gone their separate ways without any issues. But then, Ou Yang Mengmeng went and got into a fight with He Sanhong over this... tsk tsk..."

  Song Jingzhu was hanged by the gallows, dying a terrible death.

  Song Shuwei's face became even more unsettled: "Who was hurt?" He felt that the maid's resistance to him that night wasn't weak enough to be unable to fight back, yet he still worried.

  "What do you think?"

  Song Jingzhu retorted with a sly smile like an old fox.

  "Is Xiang Hong hurt? I specifically instructed you all earlier, how could you let her get beaten up?"

  "You're wrong, later according to Liu Daoyi's investigation, Ouyang Mengmeng said that Sang Hong was the one who did evil, and she hadn't even made a move before being framed by Sang Hong. This little girl Sang Hong punched her so hard that her mouth corner bled, and what's even more hateful is that she smeared the blood on her own lips, pretending to be pitiful and weak, winning over everyone's sympathy!"

  "Haha." Song Shuyu heard a short laugh, and his heart slightly relaxed. That little girl still had this trick up her sleeve; he had underestimated her.

  "You're still smiling, no wonder you're still single. You don't understand girls' thoughts at all. Being too confident when chasing girls will make you miss good opportunities!"

  Pausing for a moment, looking at Song Shuyu's puzzled expression, he continued:

  "Ouyang Mengmeng, where is the master of being bullied? As soon as he left the confinement room, he went to find trouble. However, this time he was smart and didn't start with Sang Hong, but instead targeted their class's training, causing a big commotion among the new students in the military school."

  "I reckon Sang Hong that girl went to find Qin Qing, it's very likely that she has a crush on Ouyang Mengmeng now. Young people these days are really hard to figure out, maybe she's determined to steal her rival's sweetheart and cause trouble for others. What training plan and all that, it's just an excuse to get close to him."

  Song Shuwei was shocked and suddenly saw Sang Hong and Qin Qing holding hands, standing on the stage waving goodbye to the audience, singing "Unforgettable Tonight" together. He suddenly felt suffocated and couldn't swallow his breath, and shouted in anger:

  "You arrange it, and I'll see her tonight!"

  Song Jingzhu suddenly burst out laughing: "You're in a hurry, aren't you? How can you be so impatient!"

  "What's going on?" Song Shuyu's face turned dark.

  Song Jingzhu reluctantly closed his mouth, which was still smiling, and suggested: "Okay, okay, I'll arrange it, just remember one thing from me, when dealing with girls, you need to be both gentle and firm."

  "I know." Song Shuwei said, and with a mixture of love and hatred, he gave Sang Hong on the stage a glance before leaving his seat as if wrapped in icy coldness.

  Sang Hong, who was singing enthusiastically on stage, suddenly shivered and glanced over with a conditioned reflex. A familiar figure flashed by in the crowd of people standing up to sing along.

  Oh no, I'm done for! At this moment of triumph, I can still imagine that person's face. I've really gone crazy!

  Xiang Hong quickly regained her composure, smiling even more widely, but in her heart, she felt a hollow and empty feeling. It was really regrettable that she couldn't share this moment with him.

  I immediately wanted to slap myself in the face, cheap, what a self-inflicted wound!

  Liu Daoyi watched as Song Shuyu left, the people around him retreated three feet, just about to follow up, when he saw the principal beckoning to him, immediately approached and listened to Song Jingzhu's whisper, after being puzzled, it was surprise, that appearance was like a weight off his shoulders, then the curtain fell on stage, he flashed into the backstage.

  The people in the back were excitedly removing their makeup, and seeing Liu Daoyi appear here was quite unexpected.

  "Ask Sang Hong to come out for a moment."

  Xiang Hong was washing off the thick makeup on her face when she heard someone say that Liu Daoyi had called for her. She quickly cleaned up and ran over, her small face shining with excitement as she gave a spirited salute to Liu Daoyi.

  Liu Daoyi looked her up and down, still feeling that she was more pleasing to the eye in her military uniform, and immediately made a subtle gesture with his hand.

  "Go change your clothes and come back, I have something important to talk to you about."

  San Hong didn't suspect anything, changed her clothes and handed over the costumes to the staff in charge. Just as she was about to leave, Qin Qing caught up with her. At this moment, he had washed off his makeup, revealing his handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, shining brightly as he smiled at her: "San Hong, let's go together, I'll send you back!"

  "No, Director Liu called me and said there's something going on over there, I have to go! See you!" Xiang Hong said, pointing outside, smiling sweetly and waving goodbye before running off without looking back.

  Qin Qing's bright eyes dimmed like a star, he was stunned for a moment, his feet moved uncontrollably to follow, and saw that Sang Hong had followed Liu Daoyi out of the backstage door. He quickened his pace, but by the time he reached the back door of the performance hall, those two people had already blended into the scattered crowd.

  In the distance, three figures were whispering to each other, then two of them followed Sang Hong as she left, while the third one walked step by step towards Qin Qing with a big bouquet of flowers.