Chapter 1 The First Performance
The first concert's premiere ended successfully.
After the concert, the little system incited her in Lin Muci's mind.
"Host, are you really not considering completing the second mission I told you about?"
The second mission?
A line of text immediately appeared within her field of vision. She saw it clearly.
"Second Mission: Publicly call Qianhe 'Husband' and confess your love at the concert venue."
"Plus twenty points."
Lin Muci said without hesitation.
"You want to add twenty points just to have me call Qianhe 'Husband' at the concert venue?"
Her meaning was a clear and resolute refusal.
She found it beneath her.
She didn't need it.
The little system hesitated for a moment and asked Lin Muci.
"Then—what do you plan to do, Host?"
"Don't you want these points?"
There were still several more concerts in the tour.
She'd think about it later.
Lin Muci sat in the dressing room, lost in thought, as the little system began to nag her again.
"Um—Host?"
"That's strange, our system has detected that Feng Yuting's blackening value is continuously rising—you need to be careful when you go back."
However, Lin Muci did not take this reminder to heart.
Because in her mind.
She was currently on an overseas tour and shouldn't encounter Feng Yuting.
...
The hotel where the Times Girls was staying was the most luxurious five-star top-tier hotel overseas.
The hotel was surrounded by luxury cars of all kinds.
A black luxury car was parked outside the parking lot. Bodyguards quickly held an umbrella for him. The tall and handsome man, dressed in a gray suit, looked coldly at the building, his lips pressed tightly together, exuding a chilling aura, as if winter was approaching.
He stopped in the first-floor waiting area.
The hotel manager nervously came to greet him.
"President Feng, that..."
"We have..."
"A place specially for you, perhaps you'd like to go to the top floor?"
Feng Yuting shook his head.
The handsome man's face was filled with menace.
Then he said decisively.
"I'll wait here."
When the hotel manager heard him say this, he showed an extremely helpless expression!
Feng Yuting continued to look calmly towards the outside of the door. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, four giggling girls and their female manager walked over.
He suddenly stood up.
The tall man.
He was almost like a shadow.
He walked directly towards the four girls.
He strode towards Lin Muci!
Lin Muci looked up at Feng Yuting. He looked at her, his voice low and urgent.
It was like a storm about to sweep in.
He looked into Lin Muci's eyes and said in a deep voice.
"Let's talk."
Lin Muci hesitated.
"Talk about what?"
"Can't we talk here?"
Feng Yuting's gaze remained fixed on her.
"I've canceled three commercial cooperation meetings to come see you. You know, I'm a person who never gives up until I achieve my goal, and besides, I'm one of the investors in this hotel..."
Feng Yuting exuded such menace that he looked terrifying.
Yang Weiyang immediately stepped in front of Lin Muci.
"Why are you being so fierce? We just finished work and are all tired and need to rest."
"If you have anything, you can talk to our agent first..."
Ye Tongtong also played her role in time.
"Mr. Feng, can you talk to the artist tomorrow?"
"It's indeed very late, and the artist also needs rest..."
Feng Yuting ignored the words of others.
He only focused on Lin Muci's eyes, waiting for Lin Muci's answer alone.
Lin Muci sighed.
She knew that Feng Yuting was indeed a person who would not give up until he achieved his goal.
"Okay, I'll talk to you alone."
She looked at Yang Weiyang and gave her a reassuring look.
"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
...
She walked aside with Feng Yuting.
The chandeliers overhead were dazzling, magnificent, and luminous, illuminating her, making her beauty even more captivating.
Feng Yuting looked at her pure and clear eyes and pursed his lips.
"If, back then, when you came to me for Ling Qianhe, I had offered a condition, that you stay with me and sleep for one night."
"Would you have agreed?"
He regretted it deeply.
What he wanted back then was not her body.
But her heart.
He felt that the kind of forced acquisition plot.
He didn't want that.
He wanted true feelings, a mutual willingness.
But he never expected that now, even the body of the woman in front of him was out of his reach.
Lin Muci shook her head quickly.
She thought to herself internally.
[The scumbag man really has a good imagination, so superficial!]
[How could such a good thing possibly be within his reach?]
[He's dreaming!]
[Forget it—she would never do that.]
[Even if Feng Yuting had really made such a request back then, she probably would have asked the system for help and had the system give him a spring dream to end it.]
[In other words, if she doesn't like someone, she doesn't want them to touch her.]
Feng Yuting looked at her calm and determined expression and sneered.
"Do you love him that much?"
Lin Muci thought.
How could she explain this?
It was also because Ling Qianhe loved her so much.
Only after his favorability exceeded one hundred did she truly see the sincerity of this obsessive villain.
She was sure.
If Ling Qianhe were asked to give up everything for her.
He would be willing.
But would Feng Yuting be willing?
He definitely wouldn't.
This was the gap between them.
Feng Yuting laughed coldly, clearly unconvinced.
"I really don't understand how someone who looked like a stray dog back then can now be a top star admired by so many people, when he was almost sent to reform school for life and ruined?"
Lin Muci had no intention of arguing with Feng Yuting.
But when she heard Feng Yuting say that.
She immediately raised her head.
Her gaze was determined and gentle.
"He didn't do anything wrong."
"He never did anything wrong."
She stood firmly on Ling Qianhe's side.
Feng Yuting looked at her clear eyes and felt a slight daze for a moment. He remembered when he first saw her at the orphanage gate.
He had also, in a fit of rage, pulled her into his sports car. When she left with him.
He saw Ling Qianhe in the rearview mirror.
A teenager.
Eyes full of hatred.
Looking at his car furiously.
And he was dismissive.
How could a boy from such a humble background, mired in the mud, possibly compete with him even by one ten-thousandth?
Luxury cars would never belong to his world.
This boy would definitely not be his opponent.
Precisely because of this.
He was careless.
He missed the best time to suppress the boy's rise.
Now, he truly regretted it.
Feng Yuting looked at her, feeling both unwilling and annoyed.
He had never lost so miserably.
Despite being invincible in the business world, he lost to Ling Qianhe.
This humble illegitimate son of the Ling family.
Feng Yuting sighed and then said.
"He won't marry you. A person like him, how could he give you a public status?"
But Lin Muci smiled.
"That's not necessarily true."
After she finished speaking, she nodded slightly at him.
Then she turned and returned to Yang Weiyang and the others. Yang Weiyang stared curiously into Lin Muci's eyes and asked her.
"What happened, what happened?"
Lin Muci's eyelashes drooped, like butterfly wings.
"Nothing, we just talked about some random things."
Yang Weiyang was a bit confused.
"But he seemed so angry, it felt like he was about to explode!"
Facing Yang Weiyang's statement, Lin Muci calmly replied.
"He's exploding because businessmen have bad tempers."
"Let's go, we should get back and rest properly."
Yang Weiyang finally nodded.
Oh, like that.
She scratched her head, then turned to look at Lin Muci. A hint of sadness appeared in Yang Weiyang's eyes for a moment.
"We should rest well—we're really exhausted—it turns out holding a concert is so tiring..."
The other three girls couldn't stand it after getting off stage.
Even Han Jiuzhen, who had been a trainee for ten years, was exhausted and felt like she was about to faint.
But Lin Muci was able to remain energetic.
Her stamina was truly incredible.
She wondered.
How she had trained herself!
...
After Lin Muci returned, she took a shower and lay on the bed preparing to rest when Ling Qianhe called her.
"Feng Yuting went to find you again?"
"Don't pay attention to him."
"He's a mad dog. Several of his businesses have suffered heavy blows, and he's unwilling to accept it, so he came to find you."
Lin Muci was a little curious.
"Was it you who did it? Why are you suppressing him?"
Ling Qianhe's voice sounded incredibly proud.
"Do I need a reason to suppress him?"
Although he said he didn't need a reason.
He still explained to Lin Muci.
"He's cooperating with Madam Ling."
"And, there's another very important reason."
Ling Qianhe paused.
He said.
"He dares to compete with me for your man."
"Of course, I won't let him be arrogant and presumptuous."
So.
Jealousy and blackening, that's all.
Lin Muci made an "oh" sound.
Ling Qianhe suddenly started bringing up old grievances at this moment.
"Did you consider getting engaged to him back then?"
Lin Muci instinctively and quickly explained.
"No, no! That was just a temporary measure!"
Ling Qianhe was still jealous.
"My wife is too popular..."
"I must find a way to stop these men from coveting you."
"Besides, you have so many female fans who all call you 'Husband' and are so intimate..."
He was such a stingy person!
He was even jealous of his fans!
Lin Muci glared at him.
"Didn't you also get called 'Husband' by your fans?"
Ling Qianhe retorted without hesitation.
"That's different. My heart only has you."
"As for your heart... I can't say for sure."
Did he also feel insecure?
The system scoffed.
[That's because the host truly hasn't given him any sense of security, and you always seem like you're about to run away at any moment. Who wouldn't panic? Let alone Ling Qianhe, whose favorability towards you has exceeded one hundred percent!]
[I can guarantee that in his heart, every minute, every second, he wishes he could lock you away! Although he won't do that... it's just that he's really insecure, do you understand?]
Lin Muci wanted to say she didn't understand.
Ling Qianhe sighed on the other end of the phone.
His voice was low and hoarse as it entered her ears, making her feel as if she were enchanted. She asked in a hoarse voice.
"What do you want to do?"
What method did he want to use?
Ling Qianhe chuckled on the phone.
His voice was too pleasant.
Full of magnetism and decisiveness!
"What do I want to do?"
"I want to get married and register our marriage directly."