The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 3213 Didn't he come?

"Go on to the music, go on to the dance..."

Ao Debiao's accident, although it delayed the performance time a little, it didn't cause much disturbance.

The dignitaries and spectators from all sides also regarded him as a joke, and a few words were erased like chalk.

Wu Juecheng didn't pay too much attention, and started the performance after bowing slightly.

She is like a blood-stained rose, quietly withering in the middle of the night in the lonely flower field, under the besieged on all sides.

The poignant beauty and style revealed at that moment made the audience hold their breath involuntarily.

That poignant beauty also made the audience feel sad.

Ye Fan also forgot for a moment.

Compared with the poignant feeling of everyone present, he can still feel the sadness of the woman.

It's just her desolation, not Poppy's desperation, but her powerlessness.

She can dance the hearts of people all over the world, but she can't dance the hearts of the men she loves.

Ye Fan felt guilty for a while, he knew that this dance was for him, and he also knew that the woman had herself in her heart.

Ye Fan sighed: "Meeting the right person at the wrong time can only be a pity."

When Wu Qingcheng finished the performance, he gave up the idea of ​​getting together and quietly exited the golden hall.

During this period, he also pressed the mask to prevent others from recognizing him.

Then he stepped outside and let out a long breath.

Ye Fan was about to ask Miao Fenglang and the others to pick him up, but suddenly found seven or eight figures outside the Vienna hall.

They stand in different corners, not only hiding their figures well, but also not attracting attention.

But the eyes can lock the various entrances and exits of the Vienna Hall.

Ye Fan thought he was being monitored, but quickly denied it. The other party just glanced at him when he came out, and moved away in disapproval.

Their eyes fell on the door behind them.

Seeing that it had nothing to do with him, Ye Fan was about to get into the car and leave, but after walking a few steps, he thought of Ode.

He stopped again.

He looked at the night sky and sighed slightly: "I hope this is not an eventful night."

At this moment, in the backstage dressing room of the Golden Hall.

Wu Juecheng, who was dressed in red, leaned on the seat with a pretty face and asked the dressing room to remove her makeup.

She also whispered to her manager, "Is he here?"

The manager quickly shook his head: "No, I didn't see him in the VIP seats in the first two rows."

"not coming……"

Looking at the pretty face in the mirror, Wu Juecheng stretched out his fingers and touched it.

Her eyes are full of gratitude, longing, and pain.

If she hadn't met Ye Fan back then, not only would she not have risen again, but she would have turned into an ugly monster and let others abuse her.

She is grateful and loves Ye Fan from the bottom of her heart.

It's just that Ye Fan's appearance also made her suffer from the torment and suffering of lovesickness, no better than the days of ruining her appearance.

Listening to the audience outside who are still unwilling to leave, she doesn't have much joy and achievement of a successful performance. It seems that blooming tonight is not to please the audience.

She is purely releasing her own voice and interpreting her feelings.

To be precise, Wu Juecheng only wanted one person to see the dance tonight.

She turned around and danced seven times, just to get into his field of vision.

But she didn't see Ye Fan's shadow.

She took out her mobile phone and wanted to contact Ye Fan, telling her that she was also in Tulip City, but finally let go of her fingers.

Based on Ye Fan's intelligence network, he must have known that she came to Tulip City.

Ye Fan doesn't want to see her, so it's not good for her to force her like this.

"Don't embarrass him, don't pester him, it's enough for him to live well."

Wu Juecheng let out a long breath slowly, trying to calm down his mood.

"Miss Wu, tonight's performance was an unprecedented success."

When Wu Juecheng was taking off his makeup, Chen Wangdong rushed in with a group of people in high spirits.

"The audience said that you dance very well, and the tips are piled up like a mountain."

"The sales of tea eggs bearing your name have broken records."

"The forwarded videos all have millions of clicks, almost all praise and praise."

"Many bigwigs who didn't buy tickets to watch live hope that you will be free to dance again tomorrow night."

He gave a thumbs up and praised: "A bunch of first-tier international brands are also willing to pay a lot of money for sponsorship."

He didn't know whether Wu Juecheng danced well or not. At that time, he was busy with the freshly acquired college beauty.

But he knew that the Chinese Entrepreneurs Association, which hosted it, had made a lot of money this time.

There were not many disturbances in Wu Juecheng, and he just said lightly: "Young Master Chen, speak directly if you have something to say, don't go around in circles."

"Miss Wu is happy, she is indeed the girl of my dreams."

Chen Wangdong laughed loudly: "Okay, I'm not going around in circles, I'm here tonight for two things."

"One is that my father and the director of Huashang hosted a banquet in Longfeng Building, and wanted to invite Miss Wu to drink a glass of water and wine as a thank you."

"I hope Miss Wu can show her face."

"The other thing is, I want Miss Wu to perform an extra performance tomorrow night or the night after."

"Another performance of tonight's level at the Pakistan Ten Thousand People Stadium."

"I'll pay you double, how about that?"

Wujuecheng's tonight's match made the Chinese Merchants Association make a lot of money, and Chen Wangdong wanted to strike while the iron was hot for another match.

He believes that taking advantage of the unanimous praise tonight, tomorrow night will definitely be empty, and the tickets will be sold out even if the ticket price is ten times higher.

Chen Wangdong hopes to make a lot of money and let his father and Chinese businessmen see what he can do.

This will help him successfully take over his father's position as president in the future.

Wu Juecheng said lightly: "An extra show, is it your idea or your father's idea?"

Chen Wangdong was startled, then smiled and said: "It's my idea, it's also my father's idea, and it's everyone's idea."

"Okay, I get it."

Wu Juecheng's tone was calm: "I'll drink with you tonight's water and wine. I'm thanking President Chen for taking care of me."

She waved for her agent and assistant to bring her handbag.

Chen Wangdong squeezed out a sentence: "Then there will be an extra show tomorrow night?"

"There is only one person in the world who can let me dance Juecheng to add another performance."

Wu Juecheng walked out slowly with a handbag: "But that person is not you!"

"you--"

Chen Wangdong was annoyed for a while, but in the end he suppressed his anger and waved his hands to lead others to follow.

But on the way, he made a gesture.

A companion nodded knowingly and stepped back to make a phone call.

When he came outside the performance hall, a gust of cold wind came out, and Wu Juecheng couldn't stop tightening his clothes.

Chen Wangdong strode up and shouted, "Hurry up, bring my two-color Rolls-Royce over and give Miss Wu a ride."

A young man with a cockscomb hurriedly drove the Rolls-Royce over.

Dozens of pig and dog friends also started their sports cars and roared, showing Chen Wangdong's strength and connections.

"Need not!"

Wu Juecheng said lightly: "I have a car."

She had the nanny's car brought over.

"Ugh-"

At this moment, a motorcycle rushed out from the corner without warning, rushing towards Wu Juecheng like a rainbow.

(End of this chapter)