"Well, there's no need. Your concert is more important."
Ye Huanyan glanced at Li Dali. From his anxious expression and his crazy complaints just now, she knew that Su Nianhua had sneaked out without telling everyone, and the concert was indeed a matter of urgency.
"Thank God, thank God. Miss Ye, you're really a good person." Li Dali's expression changed, and the way he looked at Ye Huanyan suddenly became much gentler.
"Then what about your shoes?"
Su Nianhua was wholeheartedly worried about Ye Huanyan's shoes.
Li Dali took a deep breath. "There are so many group dances at your concert. I'll lend you a pair."
Su Nianhua looked at Ye Huanyan, as if asking for her opinion.
There was indeed not much time left. If he did not go to the concert, the organizers would really go crazy.
"Miss Ye, come with us. Now that the fans are following us, we can't guarantee that we won't be surrounded by fans when we get off the bus. Why don't we watch the concert together? I'll leave you a seat in the infield."
Li Dali looked at Ye Huanyan with a pleading expression.
If Miss Ye did not go, who knew what kind of trouble would happen at tonight's concert.
"I …" Ye Huanyan was a bit conflicted. She looked down at her bare left foot and said with a wry smile, "I'm fine."
She was obviously riding a tiger and could not get off.
The concert was full of people. A video of reporters chasing Su Nianhua near the revolving restaurant had quickly spread on the Internet, setting off a round of discussions about the women around Su Nianhua.
In the suite of the Shanghai International Hotel, Ling Han had just come out of the shower and turned on the TV. He saw a gossip news broadcast, and his eyes were slightly attracted. At this time, his phone rang.
"Hello?" A heavy voice sounded in the room. A white towel was draped over his shoulder, and his bony fingers touched the remote control to lower the volume of the TV.
"President Ling, there's news about the investigation last time."
Qiao Mu's voice sounded from the phone, and it was a bit serious.
"What do you mean?"
"Madam Ling's death in a car accident was confirmed to be not an accident, but man-made."
"…"
"The driver who caused the accident is a distant cousin of the Ye family. It took a long time to find out. Back then, his daughter was sick and the surgery fee was too high. He had no choice but to beg Jiang Meilan, but there was no one in the Ye family anymore. At first, Jiang Meilan didn't help him, but later on, someone saw Jiang Meilan go to the driver's house with their own eyes."
"Who saw it?" Under the dim yellow light, Ling Han's face was slightly pale.
"I just contacted the driver's ex-wife yesterday and showed her a photo of Jiang Meilan. She said that she had seen her once at home."
"…"
"According to the bank records, Jiang Meilan gave the driver who caused the accident a large sum of money and sent his daughter to the hospital for treatment. The day of the surgery was the day of your mother's accident."
"…"
"Later on, the operation failed. The driver looked for Jiang Meilan, but Jiang Meilan moved with her daughter. He didn't have a way to contact her. Later on, he got addicted to alcohol and his wife ran away with someone else. Now, he's living a poor life. He goes crazy whenever his daughter is mentioned."
"…"
"President Ling, do you still need to find other evidence?"
"…"
"President Ling?"
On the other end of the phone, Qiao Mu stared at the phone screen. He didn't know when the call ended. He frowned and thought about what was going to happen, but his eyes were full of guilt.
In the hotel suite, the image on the TV flashed. The host of the gossip show was reporting the daily news. The scene changed to a revolving restaurant on the side of the Shanghai River. A man was running with a woman in a white dress on her head while being chased by a crowd. At the end of the scene, the man was carrying her in a princess carry.
"The famous singer Su Nianhua is holding a concert in Shanghai today. Fans gathered in Shanghai found that Su Nianhua was dating a woman before the concert. The two seemed to be having an ambiguous conversation. I don't know if the fans and passersby will still believe what they see …"
The female host's voice was a bit sharp. Even though the volume was lowered to the lowest, it was still too harsh in the quiet room. It was as if every word was poked out by a needle.
A pair of eyes were filled with coldness as they stared at the content on the screen.
One hand gripped the phone tightly, and the veins on the back of the hand bulged. The next second …
With a bang, the black phone hit the TV screen, and the phone suddenly shattered into pieces. Mixed with the light on the TV screen, the phone flashed crazily twice in the dark night, as if it was making a final struggle. In the end, it died together with the TV, losing the light and being completely immersed in darkness.
The culprit was holding the corner of the table, and the trembling force made the whole table shake slightly. Only the sound of heavy breathing was left in the air.
The concert venue was filled with thunderous cheers, and pink light sticks converged into a sea of flowers.
Ye Huanyan sat below the stage and waved the light sticks with the fanatical fans in the VIP area around her. After thousands of cheers, she finally ushered in the explosive sound of music. The figure that appeared on the elevator drove the thousands of fans in the venue to celebrate.
Although Ye Huanyan hadn't heard any of Su Nianhua's songs, the fans' appeal was infinite. She bloomed the most sincere smile and sent encouragement to the figure on the stage.
Three hours of singing and dancing, the perfect performance of each song made the fans go crazy.
During one of the audience interactions, the spotlight in the audience area flashed. All the fans stood up from their seats and waved desperately, hoping that the spotlight and camera would be pointed at their position, as if they were waiting for God's blessing.
Backstage, Li Dali looked at the audience from afar, and a trace of meaning flashed in his eyes. While looking at the position where the camera swept across on the big screen, he whispered into the headset.
"Camera, camera, focus the spotlight on the long-haired woman wearing a beige coat in the VIP area, Row 3, Seat 6."
"Bang …" The stage exploded, and Ye Huanyan's face slowly appeared in the smoke. Under the envious and jealous gazes, Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned. She looked up at the big screen and pointed to her nose in disbelief.
"Okay, it's this beautiful lady!"
On the stage was a famous male host from Shanghai. He smiled politely in the direction of Ye Huanyan, "Spotlight, please dim the light a little, don't scare our beautiful fan, thank you!"
Su Nianhua stood beside the host and looked at Ye Huanyan. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at Li Dali's position on the left side of the stage. He saw Li Dali making a gesture to cheer him on.
"Next is the private interaction time between this fan and our Brother Hua! This fan must seize this opportunity! "
The microphone was passed from the front row to Ye Huanyan's hand. With so many people looking at her, she was a little nervous, and the sweat on her palm slightly wet the microphone.
"Chorus, chorus."
"Hug hug hug."
"Ah ah ah …"
The fans in the audience crazily shouted their innermost desires, and Ye Huanyan was a little at a loss.
On the stage, Su Nianhua's sharp eyes glanced at Li Dali's seat. Then, he lowered his head and touched the microphone on his cheek. He raised his head and smiled, trying to smooth things over. "Why don't we tell you the truth?"
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