Let her be arrogant

Chapter 1 Fireworks

Chapter 1 Fireworks
  B City Grand Theater.

The bright yellow light enveloped the stage. Sheng Lanqing flicked her pink sleeves and danced with a fan, the tip of the fan just raised to the edge of the pearls on her head.

Her usually clear eyes, under the makeup of a girly girl, were narrow and charming, with a hint of misty melancholy that didn't seem fake.

"It turns out that the flowers are blooming all over the place, and everything seems to have paid off."

She has been practicing such a repertoire since she was a child, so there is no possibility of making mistakes.

Just following the accompaniment of the sound of silk and bamboo, she turned and moved, and she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the man in the corner of the stage.

A shallow shadow shone on half of his body, but the aura all over his body was so rich and low that it was ridiculous, and his back was extremely straight.

She has the most casual and wanton style, but she also has a rich and plump face.

The long fingers with clear joints caressed the goblet, and the bright red liquid swayed gently.

It's red wine.

Sheng Lanqing's mind was confused for a moment, and her stable voice trembled.

Fortunately, her skills were deep enough so that no one else would notice.

Just this mistake still made her irritated.

If there's anything more embarrassing than meeting your ex-boyfriend, it's meeting your crazy rival.

After the performance, Sheng Lanqing hurriedly took off her makeup.

"Sister Qing has really good skin and is pretty."

The makeup artist said with envy, the strength of her fingers became much gentler.

Sheng Lanqing rolled her eyes absentmindedly. She didn't see Xi Yu until after ten o'clock, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

As a descendant of the art of Kunqu Opera, tonight's performance went smoothly without any surprise.

Most of the people who came to watch were well-known celebrities, but not even one left the show early.

That's fine.

Kun Opera has always been a paradise for cultural people, and its development and promotion do require some capital.

It is approaching late winter, and scattered small snowflakes are falling.

Sheng Lanqing picked up the bag and walked to the theater door, reaching out to pick it up with some joy.

There is little snow in the south, and it is difficult for her to have such leisurely moments.

On the bridge across the lake, fireworks suddenly set off, like many bouquets of roses in full bloom, warm and grand.

The large billboard lit up as if in response to the occasion.

Photos of Sheng Lanqing's performance were made into LED video playback, and finally returned to a few big characters.

"Happy birthday, my rose."

Her heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, and she hurriedly merged into the crowd.

"Wow! So romantic!"

"If someone did this to me, I would marry him right away!"

"Come on, you don't even want to see what you look like."

"Yes, she is so beautiful."

It wasn't until Sheng Lanqing rushed back to the hotel that she had time to look through the flood of birthday wishes on her phone.

The assistant called: "Sister Qing, why didn't you go back with us?"

A special car was arranged for Sheng Lanqing at the theater.

She has won many awards at home and abroad at a young age, and is also quite knowledgeable in calligraphy and painting.

At least in the workplace, she is protected as an endangered animal.

Sheng Lanqing paused briefly, and her slender fingers trembled unconsciously.

What should she say?

As soon as I saw the word "rose", my heart suddenly became confused.

Sheng Lanqing was once a powerful figure in his student days.

She has a typical appearance in Tsing Yi, with a hint of ice and snow in her eyebrows, and a cool and calm temperament. She changes into a more elegant ancient costume, like a goddess about to ascend.

But she speaks very directly, and can silence others in various debates or activities, or even with people she hates.

Gradually, some people in school began to jokingly call her Rose Rose.

But she actually prefers rose thorns.

After the illegitimate daughter's life experience was exposed, no one called her Rose again.

It is not uncommon to be an illegitimate daughter of a wealthy family, but Sheng Lanqing happens to be the child who is not expected.

This is her original sin.

"Sister Qing, are you going on a date?" Seeing that she remained silent, the assistant's voice was filled with a hint of teasing.

"The billboard in that place belongs to the Jiang family. It is only used to promote Suzhou embroidery to my wife. Others can't rent it at exorbitant prices."

Sheng Lanqing pursed her lips, hung up the phone, and walked barefoot to the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony.

The billboard was far away, but still clearly visible, its custom-made rose-shaped fireworks shining like the tails of meteors.

Incredibly beautiful.

Since becoming famous, she has received many gifts from arty people.

But these all come at a price and have ulterior motives.

Only this time...

It was purely to please her.

who can that be?

Just as Sheng Lanqing thought about it, her cell phone ringing interrupted her thoughts again.

"Mother……"

It should be a familiar and warm title, but it is extremely harsh.

Sheng Lanqing's emotions towards her biological mother have always been complicated.

She was just a college student aged 18 or 19, who got pregnant out of wedlock and gave birth to her despite being stigmatized.

He didn't let her turn into a puddle of blood and be flushed into the sewer of the hospital.

For this reason, Sheng Lanqing should be grateful to her.

But Lu Lin bravely shouldered all this, but it was just for Sheng's father's money, and she even wanted the mistress to be promoted.

Sheng Cangting made his fortune through real estate, but the Sheng family had little foundation, so he was considered a nouveau riche with a big family and a big business among the rich.

In Lu Lin's words, a little leakage between Sheng Cangting's fingers is better than the decades of hard work she returned to her hometown.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

Sheng Lanqing was leaning on the railing of the balcony. The delicate butterfly bones were particularly charming in the rich night sky, and her outstretched arms were like a solemn goddess in a Western oil painting.

One eyelash hung down on her cheek, casting a gloomy black shadow on the white porcelain surface.

"Your father asked you to go back to the Sheng family, why haven't you gone back yet?"

Lu Lin's voice was sharp and she spoke quickly.

"No time."

Sheng Lanqing said calmly.

Apart from paying Lu Lin monthly living expenses, Sheng Cangting showed no concern for her.

"No time?"

Lu Lin's voice suddenly became louder: "You unfilial thing! You can't even spare the time to go home. He is your father! If you are told to go east, you can't go west!"

Sheng Lanqing suddenly wanted to laugh.

At first I was restrained, but gradually I actually laughed out loud.

"Mom," she wiped away her tears from laughter and said sarcastically, "Didn't he say that I was unlucky? Now you are not afraid that I will go back to defeat him?"

"Or are you still thinking of becoming Mrs. Sheng?"

"You were useless when you were young and beautiful, let alone now!"

Sheng Lanqing hung up the phone without waiting for Lu Lin to answer.

She didn't rely on the Sheng family's connections at all. She had worked so hard to get where she was now, and she didn't just let them pick the peaches.

not to mention……

Sheng Lanqing pursed her lips.

In the eyes of the Sheng family, her status as the successor of Kun Opera is just a bargaining chip for marriage.

They tried every means to get a hold of her.

And then……

Sell ​​her for a good price.

The curtains slowly lowered, and the dream was unsettled.

It was raining and windy in the middle of the night. Sheng Lanqing woke up in a daze and looked at the flickering mobile phone screen.

There were more than twenty missed calls, all from the assistant.

Sheng Lanqing frowned and called back. The assistant's words made her pause for a moment.

"Sister Qing, the event organizer requires that the theater can no longer use you to star in the show."

(End of this chapter)

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