Leng Youlan did not look at the dance floor. She knew the person he spoke of was not there, having died by her own blade. “Yes, how nice. She’s happy now.”
Du Yandong laughed wickedly, “Happy? Thanking you, Miss Leng Youlan, for the happiness?”
“The happiest thing for a woman is to be remembered after death. I helped her achieve that, so she naturally thanks me.”
Or do you think she would prefer to be a passing guest, a has-been mistress to you, Master Du?”
Ignoring the vicious killing intent across from her, Leng Youlan stood and walked towards the stage. She knew he called her by her real name to remind her of the purpose of this meeting. Master Du was reminding her of how heartless he had been to the woman who died for him. But she also knew she was at a disadvantage and had to bow her head.
The noisy PUP fell silent due to the ethereal song on stage. Mesmerized by the devilish figure, the stunning face, every movement and expression captivating all.
Looking at the couples around me Wondering who’s heartache is haunting
You see the mountain flowers blooming so beautifully outside I want to hold your hand and transform into butterflies
I thought love meant no regrets Every time I wake up, tears still at the corner of my eyes Does the wounded heart still call for someone
Come quickly, come quickly, let me love once Who belongs to whom Who makes whom wither Who belongs to whom Who makes whom sad
Passing people Who knows whom Who meets whom Who belongs to whom
She looked so heartbreaking, like a seductive rose about to wither. Leng Youlan felt a burning gaze from below, familiar yet strange, with complex emotions. “Could it be him? Yi, is it you?
She looked in the direction of the gaze but found no trace of him. She chose this song because of her inner confusion. The song ended, but the melancholy lingered in the air.
A tear slid down her cheek, words escaping, “Yi, I’m sorry!”
Soft, low voice, unheard by many, but Lei Tianyi heard it, his deep black eyes flashing with complex emotions.
Leng Youlan walked down the stage, cold yet enchanting, receiving everyone’s admiration.
The PUP returned to its previous noise, urban men and women quickly discarding melancholic emotions.
