“You don’t have to force yourself to say you love me, my soul has already withered piece by piece, slowly pieced together, pieced together into a completely unrecognizable me. Ask the heavens, ask the earth, or is it superstition, ask fate, give up everything, let me drift in the quiet night sky…”
People subconsciously gathered around the piano…
The man on the second floor walked down the stairs with steady, elegant steps, a bewitching smile on his face…
“You don’t have to force yourself to say you love me, my soul has already withered piece by piece, slowly pieced together, pieced together into a completely unrecognizable me. I don’t want to indulge anymore, not every day, every night, every second drifting, not wanting to ask more, say more, or seek more, my dreams…”
All the guests were immersed in Ye Ye’s ethereal voice, in a song called “Night After Night.” Although many didn’t understand the lyrics, music has no borders, and the beautiful piano and vocals still deeply touched everyone’s heart. Ye Ye finished her song, and the crowd erupted in thunderous applause. She stood up with a smile, slightly nodding to thank everyone.
The woman with chestnut hair grabbed Ye Ye, excitedly saying, “Oh, as expected, the disciple of Master Zhang is indeed skilled! Haha. Wait, after the magic show, play another piece.”
Ye Ye, looking at the chestnut-haired woman, was about to refuse when a blonde, elegant young woman approached, patting the chestnut-haired woman’s shoulder, “Emily, the performer you recommended today is really good!” She looked Ye Ye up and down, what a beautiful Eastern girl! Young, flawless delicate face, snow-white, fine skin, dressed in black, with a spaghetti strap top and tight pants, sexy yet pure.
“Hehe, Misha, she was recommended by Teacher Zhang!” The chestnut-haired woman, now known as Emily, said proudly to Misha.
“Hello, I’m Misha, you play and sing wonderfully. May I know your name?” Misha asked with friendly elegance, extending her hand…
“Hello, I’m Ye Ye!” Ye Ye shook Misha’s hand.
“Ye Ye, you are beautiful, and your scent is very special… It seems… Where did you buy your perfume?” Misha asked, feeling that Ye Ye’s unique fragrance was somehow familiar.
“Hehe, I made it myself! It’s not for sale…” Ye Ye replied with a smile.
“Excuse me, who is Miss Emily?” A long-haired girl in black hurried over, looking at the three with fear and apology in her eyes. “You are—?” Misha asked.
“I’m sorry, I’m the disciple recommended by Teacher Zhang, I was stuck in traffic… so I’m late… I’m sorry…” The girl apologized sincerely, slightly bowing.
“Ah—are you Master Zhang’s disciple?” Emily exclaimed, pointing at Ye Ye, who looked quite at ease, “Then who are you?”
“I’m just a bystander you pulled from the bathroom to fill in…” Ye Ye made a cute face at Emily.
“Ye Ye—since you’re here, shouldn’t you greet me?” A man’s voice suddenly joined the conversation, startling Ye Ye, whose long hair was gently pulled by the man behind her, forcing her to turn around to face a face of stunning beauty, with deep blue eyes full of anger…
“Uh… Huo…” Ye Ye stammered out the man’s name, could it really be him?
“Surprised to see me?” Dean chuckled, watching Ye Ye’s shocked expression, letting go of her hair, his anger from Ye Ye running away suddenly dissipated.
“I…” Ye Ye stuttered.
“Dear, do you know Ye Ye?” Misha hooked her arm with Dean’s, asking affectionately. Today was her aunt’s birthday, and she had convinced her mother-in-law to persuade Dean to come!
“I…” Dean opened his mouth but was interrupted before he could speak—”Oh, Misha, your husband gets more charming by the day!” Emily exclaimed, her eyes full of envy as she looked at Dean.
Ye Ye looked at Misha, then at Dean, so this blonde beauty was his wife! Dean, realizing Misha’s presence, suddenly looked at Ye Ye with tension…
“Sorry, I have something to attend to, I must leave!”
Ye Ye felt his heart suddenly tighten, and he stepped back. Without waiting for the crowd’s reaction, he turned around and briskly walked away. “Hey—what’s wrong?” Misha was puzzled. “I have something to take care of!” Dean said, watching Ye Ye’s retreating figure without even glancing at Misha, he let go of her hand, and briskly walked towards Ye Ye’s direction!
“Hey—Misha, what’s up with your husband?” Emily asked, watching Dean’s odd behavior. “I—I don’t know!” Misha was baffled by Dean’s actions. “By the way, why does your husband’s cologne smell the same as that Ye Ye’s?” Emily said casually. “Really?” Misha’s eyes flickered; she suddenly remembered that Ye Ye’s cologne smelled familiar, just like the new scent Dean had suddenly switched to today.
After thinking for a moment, she also followed out…
Dean chased after Ye Ye to the entrance, but his view was blocked by the influx of people. When the crowd dispersed, Ye Ye was nowhere to be seen. “Jones, check if Ye Ye is staying at this hotel!” Dean ordered in a deep voice to Jones, who was following behind. “Yes, President!” Jones responded with his usual seriousness.
“Running faster than a rabbit! Let’s see what I’ll do with you once I catch you!” Dean said, squinting his eyes in anger, muttering to himself. “President, if you rush out like this, your wife will get suspicious,” Jones reminded him. “So what?” Dean said nonchalantly. “Since you’re so concerned about Miss Ye Ye, should I look into her background? Her frequent coincidental appearances around you might be part of a bigger plan,” Jones said dutifully, his eyes full of concern. “No need, this is a game between her and me. If we knew each other’s backgrounds too soon, it wouldn’t be fun. Don’t worry, Jones, if she’s a wild cat with claws, I’ll tame her into a gentle pet!” As he spoke, a gleam of confidence and conquest flashed through his beautiful lake-blue eyes.
In a corner behind them, Misha listened to their conversation with tears in her eyes—she didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but now she knew her husband indeed knew Ye Ye and had an unprecedented interest in her, to the extent that he didn’t care if she was an enemy or not, he still wanted to possess her! More importantly, she called Dean “Huo”… which was the surname of Dean’s most revered grandmother… Misha felt like a failure; after knowing him for so many years and being married for over a year, Dean had never shown such love and possessiveness towards her… nor had he allowed her to call him “Huo”. Silently turning away, at least she loved him, so she didn’t want to be disliked and would prefer to stay by his side…
Ye Ye hurried back to the bar, found Qiu Yu chatting happily with SKY and others, and urgently said, “Yu, let’s pack up and leave quickly!” “What’s wrong, Ye Ye?” Qiu Yu asked, puzzled by her friend’s abrupt interruption and haste. “My brother’s on a rampage!” “What? So fast!?” Qiu Yu stood up, then turned to the four men, “Gentlemen, we must leave, see you in Italy!” She then grabbed Ye Ye and quickly left.
The four men exchanged glances—really peculiar girls—Italy—perhaps they could go there for some fun…
Ye Ye and Qiu Yu hurried towards their room, where they met Yao Yao coming towards them with luggage, looking equally rushed. “Great, Ye Ye, Qiu Yu, let’s leave quickly!” “Why are you…” Qiu Yu looked at Yao Yao, who seemed to be fleeing as well. “No time to explain, I’ve packed your things, let’s go, we need to move now!” Yao Yao pointed to the luggage cart behind her, which clearly had Ye Ye and Qiu Yu’s belongings. “Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!” Ye Ye happily took her luggage and led the way downstairs. The three of them checked out in haste and rushed to the airport…
