C56 A Dance of Qingcheng

Lin Ruolan nodded and watched the police leave. She then looked at Shen Heng again. "Since you're not short of money, then pay for your impulsiveness. Clean up my shop."

Shen Heng was a little surprised by the lady's behavior, but he was still satisfied that he could not be brought back to the police station. "Give me an address. I will send it to you tomorrow morning."

Lin Ruolan smiled, "I will come to the store tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning. Here is the key. Open the door for me ahead of time."

"Alright."

Shen Heng took the key and watched her leave. He did not expect this matter to be so easy. Even if it was in the past, he tried his best to recall Miss Lin but he had never seen her before.

However, the way she smiled was inexplicably familiar. There was an orchid like aura on her body. It was faint but very comfortable.

After Shen Heng regained his senses, he immediately arranged for someone to repair their shop. It was destined to be a busy night.

In the venue, Ning Xia had been nervously holding her hands. She did not know what kind of fate awaited her.

"Ning Xia, are you waiting here alone?"

Pei Shijie looked around the backstage and saw Ning Xia hiding in the makeup room. She was wearing a pink dancing dress, her long hair was tied up, and she wore an exquisite walking style. She looked extremely pure and beautiful, like a beauty who had walked out of an ancient painting, making it hard for people to look away.

"General Manager Pei, why are you here?"

Ning Xia immediately stood up. She had never thought that she would meet Pei Shijie here.

"Hey, didn't I hear you were playing Latin?"

It was because he had heard that she was going to play Latin that he wanted to come over first and have a good look at her. Wouldn't it be very sexy if she wore a Latin costume with such a curvy body?

However, this set of clothing was still not bad. It was another kind of beauty.

"Temporary change."

Ning Xia explained in a low voice. She felt a chill down her spine.

"Mmm, perform well. Come to my place tonight?"

Pei Shijie smiled and patted her shoulder. He said those words meaningfully. Ning Xia was shocked and subconsciously wanted to reject him, but she suddenly remembered what Pei Yichen had told her. She calmed herself down again.

He couldn't go, but he had to complete the task Pei Yichen had given him!

"General Manager Pei, I may have to go back with President Pei today, but since you've helped me so much, I can secretly tell you a secret."

Her hesitant expression confirmed the truth of what she had said.

"What secret?"

Pei Shijie was a little excited. He had never thought that Ning Xia would report to him so quickly.

"Next, please get ready, Ning Xia."

Ning Xia had just opened her mouth when she heard the host asking her to make preparations. Was it her turn to go on stage next?

"General Manager Pei, wait for me after this. I'll tell you when the time comes. I'll prepare to go on stage first!"

After Ning Xia nervously said this, she immediately ran towards the backstage. Halfway there, she ran into Niu Juan, who was walking towards her. She pulled her back and asked if the lute had returned. Only then did she realize that her most important prop had not arrived yet. If she could not make it in time, she would really be courting death.

"Sister Niu, please, I'll wait backstage. You go ahead and wait for Yezi. If I really can't catch up, I can only try my best to see if I can get rid of this old waist."

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Ning Xia felt like she was suffering. Her neck was about to turn into a giraffes, but she still did not see Leaf come back alive with Niu Juan.

"Next, let's enjoy the solo dance brought by Miss Ning Xia, the CEO's assistant."

The host's voice gave Ning Xia the illusion that he was being executed on the execution grounds.

Below the stage, no matter what kind of mentality he had, when Ning Xia appeared, there was still a round of applause.

Anna couldn't help but mutter in her heart, Isn't it a Latin dance? Why did it change so suddenly?

However, it did not matter. A dance that was changed at the last minute would definitely not be a good one. She was just waiting to see how Ning Xia would make a fool of herself!

The lights on the stage suddenly dimmed. It was time for the actors to go on stage.

Ning Xia closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She accepted her fate and started walking towards the stage.

"Ning Xia, quick!"

Leaf bent over and handed over the lute in her arms.

Ning Xia was stunned. Holding the lute in her hand, she had an unreal feeling.

Furthermore, she felt that this lute was somehow familiar...

"Get on the stage!"

Other actors could go on stage in a few seconds if their lights were dimmed, but Ning Xia had already been stunned for a minute. The audience could not help but whisper among themselves. The host awkwardly dragged Ning Xia up backstage.

Only then did Ning Xia come back to her senses. She immediately held her lute and posed in the middle of the stage.

The host said "OK" into his earpiece. The soothing music gradually started playing, and a beam of light shone on Ning Xia's body.

She had her back to the audience, one hand holding a lute behind her back, one hand holding an orchid finger, her arm slightly raised into the distance, the side of her face showing a graceful curve of her chin, her eyes looking at her fingertips with a faint resentment.

The entire hall instantly fell silent. Ning Xia was as beautiful as an otherworldly fairy.

After the first zither sound, she turned her waist slightly and waved her red sleeves. Her arms were weak and boneless, and her red sleeves were wrapped around her body.

Every time she danced and looked back, she walked into the hearts of the audience, feeling her every frown and smile, feeling the feelings of a young girl from ignorance to heartbreaking.

At the beginning of the story, she was a carefree and pretty peach blossom fairy. She was so beautiful that she looked like she had met her third life.

In the second segment, she was moved by the obsession of the mortal heart, the desire to think about the person in her heart. She had a sweet smile on her face and a beautiful look in her eyes.

In the middle stage, she was a young girl who was immersed in the sweetness of love. She was like a gentle cloud that covered the moon and drifted like the wind that returned to snow.

In the next part, she was sad. She cried. She was unwilling. It was as if she had lost her true love. Her heart was broken, but there was a resolute look in her eyes.

At the end of the passage, there was a green mountain. After dusk, there was a peach blossom tree that fluttered and withered in the rain of peach blossoms. She hugged her lute, half covering her face, and lightly chanted.

"I don't know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze."

Under the light, there were still some dried tears on her face, which hurt Pei Yichen's heart.

In his eyes, there was only this woman who had lost herself in the dance. She was that Peach Blossom Fairy.

A silly girl who risked her life for love but was wounded all over.

He wanted to rush up onto the stage and hold her hard in his arms and tell her that he was there.

There was a moment when he wanted to hold her in his hands and make her forever an innocent and happy little fairy, so that she would not shed a single tear.