In the lounge, a young man emerged, also dressed in a black and white swallowtail suit.
A streak of white was dyed into his hair, making it particularly eye-catching.
Upon seeing Ming Weizhou, he stepped forward and slung an arm around Ming Weizhou's shoulders. "What's wrong? I could hear you fuming through the door. You're about to go on stage, and if you don't get your mood right, it'll affect your performance."
"You know, your goddess might be gracing the event tonight. If you don't perform well, you'll be letting down all the effort Chairman Fu put in for you."
As the young man was speaking with Ming Weizhou,
a surprised exclamation was heard: "Xiao! I finally found you!"
Hearing that voice,
the young man looked up and saw Mo Qiyu's handsome and refined face.
"Yo, you actually came," the young man released Ming Weizhou and walked towards Mo Qiyu. "Here to cheer your brother on?"
"Brother my foot!"
Mo Qiyu directly raised his hand and punched the young man in the chest. "I'm here to show off."
This young man was Mo Qiyu's friend, and also Chairman Fu's top disciple, Xiao Qiaosi. He was more genuine than Ming Weizhou's feigned elegant, noble demeanor. "Show off what? Showing off in my venue, to me? Have you gone foolish from being the Dean of the Imperial Capital?"
"Yes, I'm showing off in your venue, to you! I guarantee... you'll be kneeling and begging me later!"
Mo Qiyu said indignantly, even lifting his chin.
Then, he took Ming Zheng's hand and pulled Ming Zheng to his side. "Look!"
He spoke with great gusto and pride.
Ming Zheng: "..."
What happened to maintaining that domineering CEO image?
These two bickering...
Even elementary schoolers are better than them!
Xiao Qiaosi's gaze fell on Ming Zheng, his eyebrows raising. He bumped Mo Qiyu's chest with his hand. "Girlfriend? Not bad, you actually managed to find such a beautiful girlfriend?"
"Not my girlfriend!" Mo Qiyu's eyes widened in panic. Saying something like that was practically asking for his death! If it reached Axian's ears, he'd be assassinated!
Xiao Qiaosi narrowed his eyes. "Not your girlfriend, so why pull her in front of me?"
Mo Qiyu released Ming Zheng's hand.
Then, he moved behind Ming Zheng, spread his arms, and made a "flower scattering" gesture behind Ming Zheng. "Ta-da~~"
He was incredibly proud, lifting his chin. "You wanted to see your dream goddess to boost your status in the music industry, right? Now, I can give you this opportunity!"
Xiao Qiaosi: "?"
He looked at Mo Qiyu, then at Ming Zheng.
He raised his hand and touched Mo Qiyu's forehead. "You don't have a fever, do you?"
"Who has a fever!" Mo Qiyu impatiently flung Xiao Qiaosi's hand away and once again stood behind Ming Zheng. "Your dream goddess is my baby!"
"Am I a good friend or not? As soon as I knew who your goddess was, I brought baby to find you."
Mo Qiyu was so proud, his tail was practically wagging.
He had the look of a proud peacock.
Xiao Qiaosi's gaze slowly shifted to Ming Zheng again.
He was silent for a few seconds. "Although your friend is indeed indescribably beautiful, that doesn't mean she can replace my goddess."
After saying this,
he suddenly remembered Mo Qiyu's intelligence and asked, "Do you even know who my goddess is?"
Mo Qiyu said righteously, "Isn't it Zheng Yu?"
Zheng Yu.
His baby's alias.
That's right!
Silence instantly fell around them.
Everyone looked at Mo Qiyu as if he were an imbecile.
Ming Zheng at this moment was also: "..."
She knew Mo Qiyu was foolish,
but she didn't expect him to be *this* foolish.
Using this method to drag her here to show off and brag.
It was as if he wanted the whole world to know her "Zheng Yu" alias!
Most importantly...
apart from Fu Zhengnan,
no one knew Zheng Yu was her.
Ming Zheng didn't want to be the center of attention.
Just as she was about to speak,
a gentle and elegant voice drifted from not too far away: "Even if sister wants to stay backstage to see Fourth Brother, she shouldn't lie like this and deceive everyone."
This voice, in the eerily silent atmosphere, was exceptionally striking.
It instantly drew countless gazes.
Immediately, cheers of admiration erupted from all around.
Ming Zhirou was wearing a custom-made, limited-edition pure white evening gown. The skirt was made of lace and white gauze, flowing ethereally and dreamily as she walked.
She had on exquisite and sweet makeup, her beautiful eyes shimmering with moisture.
Her entire appearance truly had a bit of the girl-next-door fairy maiden vibe.
However, after seeing Ming Zheng, who was still radiant even in a subtly luxurious black evening gown, this wasn't enough to elicit such gasps and envy from those backstage who were accustomed to various beauties on the international stage.
It was because...
the man accompanying Ming Zhirou.
The man, to complement Ming Zhirou, wore a white suit that accentuated his tall, near-perfect figure.
His handsome, rebellious face exuded the currently most popular cool, hip young idol style.
He was the trending sensation, the top star whose appearance caused a stir, Ming Huaizhi.
The gasps from those backstage were all because of Ming Huaizhi.
This Ming Huaizhi had risen to fame with the song "Love," truly a top star.
Even these international musicians had heard of Ming Huaizhi's name.
Especially his song "Love," which had become a textbook in their music industry.
It was precisely because of that song, "Love," that Ming Weizhou had caught Chairman Fu's eye in such a short time and achieved his current status as an internationally renowned musician.
Now...
it was revealed that the song, both lyrics and composition, were created by Ming Weizhou and Ming Huaizhi's sister, Ming Zhirou.
So, the sweet little fairy beside the top star Ming was indeed... the original creator of "Love," the truly talented artist blessed by heaven, Ming Zhirou?
In an instant, everyone became excited.
Their gazes towards Ming Zhirou and Ming Huaizhi were filled with eagerness and admiration.
"Rou'er."
Upon seeing Ming Zhirou appear,
Ming Weizhou, who had been maintaining a stern expression and was about to erupt in anger, instantly melted like fresh snow. His eyes were filled with tenderness.
He strode forward and pulled Ming Zhirou into his embrace.
"Rou'er, brother hasn't seen you in so long, I really missed you..."
His voice was full of doting and tenderness.
Ming Zhirou leaned into Ming Weizhou's embrace, a sweet smile on her face.
As she tilted her head up,
her peripheral vision caught Ming Zheng,
and a hint of provocation flashed in her eyes.
Then, when she met Ming Weizhou's gaze, her sweet smile returned. "Yes... Fourth Brother hasn't been back to the country in over a year, and he says he misses Rou'er, but he doesn't come back to see Rou'er!"