Marriage first, love later: Young Master An, please step aside

Chapter 400 You Are Not Dead
"Mom, is it about to start?" An Shengyao stood up obediently. There was actually a cushion under his buttocks. It was the cushion in An Chen's western car, so it was difficult for him to think about it.

Cheng Nianqing touched his little face that was a little chilled by the wind and said, "Yes, it's about to start. Everyone is getting ready. We've changed the rest room."

"Then let's go there first." An Chengyao looked at An Chenxi and said.

An Chenxi nodded and said, "Don't be careless, the people who came to audition this time are not easy."

Cheng Nianqing took his hand and walked into An's. On the way, she couldn't help asking, "Where did he come from?"

"Passing by." An Shengyao said.

Cheng Nianqing frowned and didn't say much.

During the audition, everyone was given a script and asked to freely play according to the above theme.

An Shengyao drew a theme called walking.

"Walking? Does it have anything to do with the shower gel?" Cheng Nianqing looked at the subject and wondered.

"If you're tired from walking, don't you just take a shower." An Shengyao said, the themes that other people get are similar, and they can be directly related to bathing.

"Okay." Cheng Nianqing sometimes couldn't turn his head fast enough.

It will take a while to get to An Shengyao's audition. Cheng Nianqing is curious about how the previous children performed, so she will volunteer to go to the front desk to inquire, but An Shengyao knows that the stupid mother is just curious and wants to join in the fun, so he has to hide On the sidelines, he was figuring out the book by himself, and let Cheng Nianqing do whatever he wanted.

The looks of the first few children are not low. After all, the qualifications to be invited by An's audition are not too bad. Cheng Nianqing watched them perform well according to their respective themes. Nian Qing couldn't help worrying about An Shengyao's performance.

Standing among the group of parents who came out to watch, Cheng Nianqing could see the back of An Chenxi who was sitting in the front. Beside him was the woman who was inquiring about her relationship with An Chenxi. The woman said something to him from time to time. , Discuss a few times.

"Oh, our children have already prepared meticulously, but if they meet Leilei, it will definitely be useless." Some parents couldn't help whispering.

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't your family Yangyang still win No.1 in the competition last time?" Chen Ning said with a smile on her face, because her family's Leilei will be playing soon.

Everyone complimented Chen Ning one after another. Cheng Nianqing looked at Chen Ning. She hadn't seen Chen Ning in the waiting room before, so there were still people who wanted to compete.

All the lights on the stage were suddenly dimmed. Cheng Nianqing was startled unconsciously, and so were the others, and the studio became completely invisible.

Slowly, a beam of twilight fell on the stage, and a child slowly descended from the sky. His facial features were beautiful and simple, with a pair of small white wings stuck behind him, like an angel descending from the sky.

The effect of Wang Junlei's appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention. He slowly fell down confidently, and then opened his mouth to sing, singing a distant and pure Ave Maria with that pure child's voice. The stage light centered on him was gradually weakening. As if he was the only light in the world.

Cheng Nianqing had to admit that Wang Junlei's voice was very nice, and it was refreshing.

Suddenly there was a loud noise from behind, and Wang Junlei was startled, his voice trembled unconsciously.He was still hanging in mid-air, his feet couldn't touch the ground.

Yue Xuege frowned immediately, turned around and told his assistant to look.

When Cheng Nianqing heard the loud noise, she ran back immediately, because An Shengyao was in the lounge at the back, and it was An Shengyao who she cared about the most.

An Chenxi also thought that An Shengyao was behind. At this moment, the lights on the stage went out, and the studio was pitch black.

"What's going on?" An Chenxi asked in a deep voice.

Someone said from a distance: "Young Master An, the line is broken."

"Fix it as soon as possible and activate the backup line." An Chenxi said.

"The backup line is also broken." Someone said.

"Please let me out." A female voice shouted, and Cheng Nianqing squeezed in from among those people. Perhaps it was in the darkness that the voice was so familiar, and it fell directly into An Chenxi's ears, his eyebrows furrowed. Wrinkled, he stood up immediately, and walked over following the sound.

"Please let me go." Cheng Nianqing yelled as she walked forward in the dark. Her mobile phone was in An Shengyao's bag, so there was no way to illuminate it. Suddenly she bumped into someone's arms. Just as Nian Qing was about to say sorry, she suddenly smelled the man's breath and froze.

The woman who had been yelling to let her go bumped into her arms, such a familiar voice, such a familiar tone, amidst the hustle and bustle, An Chenxi couldn't see anything, only thought of the woman in his memory talking in his ear the sound of.

He grabbed Cheng Nianqing's hand and held it tightly, his voice was urgent and full of pain, "Who are you?"

She is dead, she is dead, all the thoughts of Cheng Nianqing for a moment are like a huge wave finally breaking through the dam of memory, all he wants to know is this voice, is it her?

"An Chenxi, let me go." Cheng Nianqing couldn't help saying angrily when An Chenxi grabbed An Chengyao's heart.

If An Chenxi just thought it was familiar before, her angry An Chenxi suddenly coincided with the memory.

An Chenxi immediately said: "Cheng Nianqing, you are not dead."

He could conclude that this woman was definitely Cheng Nianqing.

In the darkness, the two faced each other, Cheng Nianqing was startled when he heard what he said, An Chenxi could feel her movements, he raised his hand to wrap Cheng Nianqing's waist, Cheng Nianqing was shocked, Hastily stretched out his hand to push him away and said, "You have identified the wrong person, you have identified the wrong person."

Can't be recognized by him, must not be recognized by him, Cheng Nianqing struggled desperately, An Chenxi's big hand directly grabbed her waist, his voice was full of hatred, "I recognized the wrong person, Cheng Nianqing, how dare you?" Appear in front of me, even if it turns into ashes, I will recognize it."

As he spoke, his hand slid down her waist to her body, stroking her body recklessly through the fabric, the gentle and domineering movements made Cheng Nian shudder, and she grabbed An Chenxi's wicked body. He said with his hand: "Young master An, you dare to play hooligans in public."

"Then you call me." The man was almost going crazy, he directly pressed Cheng Nianqing against the wall, and then kissed her lips, all these years, he thought about her day and night, he imagined her in the fire How desperate he was, he imagined how sad it was when she was burned to death with her child, imagining, imagining, he almost forgot how many fragments of her the memory he escaped had.

The pain that had been suppressed for six years burst out in an instant. How severe the suppression was before, it was so urgent now.

(End of this chapter)