After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

Zhu Xunchuan raised an eyebrow and opened Weibo.

The top trending topic was a bright red "hot" tag: #SuMucheng's high-profile confession#.

Clicking in, you'll see that Su Mucheng posted a pinned update just a minute ago.

There were no press releases, no official platitudes, just a very short but impactful sentence.

"Across the sea of ​​people, tonight's star-studded venue and every love song are all for you."

The accompanying photo wasn't a professionally edited poster of hers, but rather a picture of an empty seat taken from a stage perspective, looking down at it. That seat was perfectly aligned with the center seat in the first row where Zhu Xun Chuan was currently sitting.

Zhu Xun Chuan's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the text and photos on the screen.

This little stray cat, which he kept in Xinghe Bay, was usually so obedient in bed that it didn't even dare to make a sound. But today, it dared to perform such a daring public sacrifice in front of tens of millions of fans across the country.

The secret thrill of trampling tens of thousands of people underfoot just to please one person instantly swelled a man's vanity to its peak.

"Husband, husband!" Shen Tianxi excitedly grabbed Zhu Xunchuan's arm and shook it vigorously. "Sister Su is in love! Oh my god! Who is it? I'm so envious of that man! To cause such a commotion at the first concert of the tour, could he be the heir of some top wealthy family in Kyoto?"

Zhu Xun Chuan turned his head and looked at this innocent young lady from the military region, noticing her cheeks flushed red from eating melon seeds.

She had no idea that the "princeling of Beijing's elite circles" she spoke of, whom everyone envied and resented, was sitting right next to her at that very moment, and that last night he had made her idol beg for mercy on the sofa in the lounge.

"What's so special about a princeling in Beijing's elite circles?" Zhu Xun Chuan rubbed his nose and casually joked, "He might just be an ordinary male college student."

"How could that be!" Shen Tianxi rolled her eyes at him, her big eyes fixed on the picture on her phone screen, transforming into a cyber detective. "Look at this photo, the seat is in the first row. These are VIP seats that aren't for sale to the public. Sister Su must have reserved them especially for him!"

Shen Tianxi raised her head and glanced around the first row.

Suddenly, she froze, her gaze falling back to where she and Zhu Xunchuan were sitting, and then she looked at the photos on her phone.

"Honey... the seat we're sitting in looks like the one in the photo." Shen Tianxi blinked, looking a little confused.

Zhu Xun Chuan's expression remained unchanged, but his back was leaning back in the chair with extreme relaxation.

"The location was arranged by the organizers." Zhu Xun Chuan casually unbuttoned the second button of his shirt collar, revealing the line of his collarbone. "Miss Shen has a lot of influence, so it's reasonable for the organizers to give her a center position. As for the photos, they were probably just taken at random angles to create hype. Just treat this as entertainment."

"That's true." Shen Tianxi nodded, her attention quickly shifting. She took Zhu Xun Chuan's arm again, resting her head on his shoulder. "Who cares who's who? As long as I have my husband with me at the concert, that's enough. After it's over, I'll take you backstage to get her autograph!"

When Zhu Xun Chuan heard the words "go backstage," a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

Go backstage? That VIP lounge might still have evidence that wasn't cleaned properly yesterday.

Instead of answering directly, he picked up his phone with one hand and blindly opened his WeChat chat with Su Mucheng.

Their chat history was still from the afternoon, with the extremely revealing photos of Su Mucheng trying on clothes. The black lace trim against her snow-white skin created a strong visual impact.

Zhu Xun Chuan's thumb flew across the keyboard as he sent a message.

"Family members, take your seats. I saw that pinned Weibo post. You little wildcat, you've gotten bolder, haven't you? Sing your best tonight on stage. If your legs go weak and you sing off-key, I'll whip you with a pointer when we get back to Xinghewan tonight."

After sending the message, Zhu Xun Chuan casually placed the phone screen face down on his lap.

The sheer absurdity of him sending such blatant flirtatious messages to the female lead on stage while Shen Tianxi sat right next to him made his blood run hot.

Backstage, VIP dressing room number one.

Su Mucheng had changed into a silver-white stage outfit. The clothes clung tightly to her extremely graceful body curves. The skirt was very short, and her two long, straight legs shimmered with a delicate luster under the lights.

Sister Song was sweating profusely and frantically giving instructions over the walkie-talkie.

"Grandma! Couldn't you have told me before you posted that Weibo?! The PR department's phones have been ringing off the hook! President Xie just called to ask about the situation!"

Su Mucheng completely ignored Sister Song's anxiety.

She held the phone in both hands, her eyes fixed on the message on the screen: "When we get back to Xinghewan tonight, I'll whip you with a pointer."

Two charming blushes instantly appeared on her pure and innocent face, which resembled that of the nation's first love, and even her ears turned bright red.

She bit her moist red lips, her long legs unconsciously rubbing together, her eyes filled with the sweetness and submission of being dominated by that man.

She typed rapidly on the keyboard, replying to the message.

(Cat pleads) (Heart) Honey, I feel so much more confident now that you're here. Tonight, it's all yours. Did you notice the little princess next to you? I'll be waiting for you in the dressing room after we finish singing.

Today, Su Mucheng also exudes a hint of "green tea" charm.

After replying, Su Mucheng tossed her phone to her assistant, took a deep breath, and stood up.

The original dependent, feminine demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by the absolute aura of a top female singer.

"Let's go, get ready to go on stage." Her voice was cool as she walked towards the rising platform in her silver high heels.

at this time.

All the lights in the venue went out at the same time with a "snap".

The clamor of 50,000 people came to an abrupt halt.

The huge circular screen lit up.

A powerful, pounding heartbeat reverberated throughout the venue through the top-of-the-line sound system.

"Thump—thump—thump—"

The glow sticks in the entire venue transformed into a silvery ocean, swaying wildly.

Shen Tianxi excitedly grabbed Zhu Xunchuan's hand.

Meanwhile, in the most luxurious VIP box on the second floor of the stadium.

Xie Jinghong, dressed in a deep V-neck burgundy dress, was lounging lazily on a leather sofa. She gently swirled the red wine in her wine glass, a cold, sharp smile curving her red lips.

Her gaze pierced through the dimly lit venue, precisely locking onto the familiar, broad back of the person in the first row, and the girl in the white dress beside him.

"You, Zhu Xun Chuan." Xie Jing Hong slammed his wine glass down on the table with a dull thud. "Bringing another woman to my artist's concert? Tonight I'll see how you're going to pull this act off."

In the center of the stage, a bright spotlight suddenly shone down.

Su Mucheng's figure slowly emerged from the elevator platform.