She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 690: Chapter 719 What Are You Looking At?

Sheng Ning sized her up internally, while Bai Oulan also watched her surreptitiously. Every glance felt like a stab to the eye. Sheng Ning’s beauty was different from hers—before her arrival, she was the type men favored most, the type they wanted to conquer the most.

She was a passionate rose, the kind to make men dream and yearn.

The hands Bai Oulan held by her side clenched slightly. She thought she was being secretive, but every little movement was caught by Sheng Ning. Some people dared not act openly, but she did.

“What are you looking at? What’s so interesting?” A female comrade by Bai Oulan’s side asked with an aggressive tone.

“Looking at a beauty!” Sheng Ning raised her eyebrows, “Why? Can’t I look?”

“You… you’re simply insulting!” The female comrade fumed, “How can there be someone as shameless as you? Saying that is outright insulting.”

Who in the troupe didn’t know that the title of Union Flower had been snatched by Sheng Ning from Sister Oulan? And she was outright staring at Sister Oulan—this was clearly a show of bravado.

“Oh! Are you suggesting that our Sheng Ning is better looking than Bai Tian’e, so there’s no need to look?” Lu Xiaoshuang spoke up defiantly.

“How impudent! Who said you could talk to a leader like that?” The female comrade lunged forward to slap Lu Xiaoshuang, but Sheng Ning grabbed her hand in time.

“What are you doing? Do you want to rebel? A newbie like you, speaking to a veteran comrade like that?”

Sheng Ning flung away her hand and pointed her slender fingers first at the woman’s epaulettes and then at her own. “Open your eyes wide and see clearly. Also, it was the former Union Flower who was staring at me first. Can’t I take a couple more glances?” Sheng Ning did not mince her words, emphasizing the word “former” with added pressure in her voice.

The entire backstage crowd stared at Sheng Ning in horror, as if they had seen some kind of monster.

“Don’t get stage fright; we can’t play dumb today. Is Qianjin so great that they can hit people at will?” Lu Xiaoshuang moved close to Sheng Ning and whispered, “We all support you!”

“Thank you!” Sheng Ning playfully raised her eyebrows at her.

“You all are going too far. You’ll have bad luck sooner or later.” Qianjin’s people were livid with anger. Although they secretly envied Bai Tian’e and never spoke well of her, they needed to present a united front when it was time to show solidarity.

“Sister Oulan is your senior, your leader, and is a widow. How can you humiliate her like this? Do you think this is fair to the deceased Captain Meng Fan?” The female comrade’s questioning made everyone glare at the General Union indignantly.

“Apologize, do it quickly.”

“How can you insult a war hero?”

“Apologize, right now.”

Hearing Meng Fan’s name made Lu Xiaoshuang and the others bow their heads in guilt. Meng Fan was their hero, and even if they disliked Bai Tian’e, they should not disrespect Meng Fan.

Sheng Ning trembled with anger she could hardly contain—she had truly experienced Bai Tian’e’s shamelessness. What an actor she was! If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she would have been fooled like the rest. How could she shamelessly use the flag of Meng Fan, who had been sacrificed over two years ago, time and time again?

Didn’t she have even a hint of guilt?

Wu Youli squeezed through to the front looking utterly confused, “How did I insult her? Where did we insult her? Can you make yourselves clear?”

The other members of the Song and Dance Troupe looked at each other, somewhat bewildered. Right! There didn’t seem to be any insult! To be called a former was not wrong—this title changed every few years, which was very normal.