Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 1002: Chapter 975: For Whom to Remember

Qian didn’t force him. If he doesn’t want to go, then so be it.

She planned to find out what was going on with Yu Mingxi tomorrow and had her ways to make Hai Zhao appear.

Qian had never failed in her professional field — except for that time with the implanted hypnotism losing to Huaoli.

When Yu Mingxi saw Qian backstage, there was still half an hour before the performance officially began.

She immediately noticed the beautiful peony tattoo on Qian’s shoulder and curiously touched it.

”Is this real or fake? Would that petty man really let you have this on your body?”

”It’s fake; it’s done with a special dye, also called a seven-day tattoo, which lasts about seven days.”

Qian looked rather proud.

Yu Minglang, that shameless guy, after finishing his business, dressed up like a bandit and hummed a tune while getting ready for work, but his sharp eyes spotted the little dresses Qian had chosen for him.

The colors and styles were different, but they had one thing in common — they were all off-shoulder!

This Xiaoqiang could not tolerate.

How could others enjoy the sight of his wife’s beautiful shoulders and elegant collarbones!

So this guy walked back after taking two steps and pushed Qian, who was about to get up and wash, back down, leaving a kiss mark on her shoulder before heading off to work with satisfaction.

At first, Qian didn’t get his plan until she finished her shower and was about to change clothes. Seeing that red mark, she instantly understood Erha’s conspiracy.

As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance. Qian wasn’t willing to let this guy have his way and remembered the seven-day tattoo dye and template she brought back from abroad, so she directly gave herself a peony tattoo.

To provoke that jealous dog, she even took a photo and sent it over. Yu Minglang was probably fuming with jealousy at the moment; just thinking about his frustrated face maintained her good mood all day.

”Judging by your expression, you’re in a pretty good mood,” Yu Mingxi scrutinized Qian. Although she appeared indifferent, the glow on her face revealed that she was a woman immersed in happiness.

”Aren’t you happy? You’re not even 30 and you’re having a solo concert in such a big theater; that’s quite an achievement in your career.”

”Career... yes, my career is going well. Thanks to my parents for giving me excellent genes, I do have some talent.” Yu Mingxi wasn’t modest about her profession, but a faint sadness enveloped her face.

”Qian, do you know why I set my concert for today?”

”Is there a special meaning to choosing today?” Qian detected a deeper meaning in Yu Mingxi’s words.

”You’ll know soon.” Yu Mingxi gazed into the distance.

Qian stayed backstage until the performance was about to start. Unlike the glamor of the front stage, backstage was a scene of hectic activity, and she suddenly felt that life was like an enormous stage.

Always leaving the dazzling side for others, while the private efforts were only visible to oneself.

Although she was a big star, Yu Mingxi’s solo concert was much more rigorous than those of pop stars. The audience was more composed; no young fanboys or fangirls, but their economic status was clearly high.

When Qian arrived, she noticed many luxury cars in the parking lot, all here to support Yu Mingxi.

There’s a difference between a singer and a pop star; the audience’s quality is especially high, with no screaming and orderly conduct.

Qian had listened to Yu Mingxi’s songs before; her voice was unique, powerful, with a wide vocal range, handling all kinds of songs effortlessly, capable of stirring passionate emotions.

Most of today’s songs continued Yu Mingxi’s usual style. On stage, Yu Mingxi was completely different — charmingly dashing and glamorous. At home, she wouldn’t even bother to do her hair or wash her face, casually lounging in a T-shirt, not bothering with any skincare. Yet on stage, she transformed, exuding irresistible allure with resounding strength.

Listening live was different from the recorded effect, making Qian marvel at how Yu Mingxi was truly born for art, destined to excel in this field.

Qian sat in a VIP seat, very close to the front row. The people around her were either wealthy or noble. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed several seemingly successful men gazing at Yu Mingxi with mesmerized expressions. If Yu Mingxi wanted to settle her personal issues, just picking anyone from here would probably cause a frenzy.

Compared to them, Hai Zhao’s personal circumstances were only average.

Hai Zhao’s family background was almost on par with the Yu Family — not much difference, but in terms of personal development, Hai Zhao wasn’t too outstanding.

Quite far behind someone like Mr. Yu, the real estate tycoon, although the next few years might offer great prospects, for now, he was still building his career.

Thinking about the tests Hai Zhao had done, Qian sighed inwardly. Hai Zhao truly liked Yu Mingxi, but Yu Mingxi’s attitude...

As Qian speculated, the stage welcomed another guest star while Yu Mingxi went for a costume change. The guest star performed a song, and as she finished, the previously brilliantly lit stage suddenly dimmed.

Suddenly, a beam of light appeared on stage, and Yu Mingxi slowly rose to the stage. The previously orderly hall erupted in exclamations of surprise.

Yu Mingxi was known for her proper stage presence, always appearing in formal evening wear, but now she had changed into a cheongsam, with a new hairstyle, a look the public had never seen her in, hence the astonishment.

Stripped of the dazzling lights and accompanying dancers, alone at the tall microphone stand, her voice seemed to break through the night with a magnetic quality.

With everything around pitch black, and only that point of light on stage, it added a touch of feminine charm to Yu Mingxi.

Something didn’t feel right; this feeling wasn’t right.

Qian sharply sensed a difference, having a premonition that Yu Mingxi specifically invited her here, possibly for this upcoming segment!

”On this special day, I want to dedicate a special song to an essential person in my life. Today is his birthday and he was my music enlightenment teacher. This song, I want to dedicate to him.”

After Yu Mingxi spoke, clear piano sounds flowed from a corner of the stage.

With only the piano as accompaniment, nothing else, but as Yu Mingxi began to sing, the entire venue fell silent instantly. The clear piano notes paired with pure vocal quality created a style entirely different from before.

”Faraway horizon, searching for Zhi Yin, little sister sings and Lang Zouqin plays, boy oh boy, we have one heart.”

Songstress at the End of the World!

It was this!

Qian remembered, her mother-in-law once said, Xiaoxi was exceptional at singing this, although to those straight-laced iron men of the Yu Family, it was seen as decadent music, but Qian couldn’t help breaking out in a sweat for Hai Zhao.

Surely this special song was Yu Mingxi’s way of reminiscing about someone! The emotions were noticeably different from before! Very different!