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Chapter 442 - 443 Sing A Song of Unswerving Loyalty_1

Chapter 442: Chapter 443 Sing A Song of Unswerving Loyalty_1

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Therefore, many people, while somewhat baffled, were also very eager for Qian Ziwei to offer an acceptable explanation.

"Actually, to me, it feels just like I’m dreaming," Qian Ziwei said, smiling as she was well-prepared for this question.

Next, Qian Ziwei casually concocted an excuse, stating that a seat 2112 patron had to leave the theatre midway due to an urgent matter.

And as the person was leaving, Qian Ziwei inquired if they could give their ticket to her. She never imagined that after accepting their gift, she would be so fortunate to become the lucky one again—it truly felt like she was dreaming!

This was a small white lie filled with kindness.

Whether it was Yang Liying, the fat guy, or even Qian Ziwei herself, the lie provided a good measure of protection.

Although Qian Ziwei knew that when she acted, quite a few people had seen the incident, due to the dim lighting in the theatre, not many knew the cause of it.

Thus, this was also the reason Qian Ziwei dared to lie.

Of course, another important factor was that the fat guy had already left, so even if anyone had any weird thoughts, they couldn’t find evidence to refute her.

As for Yang Liying, Qian Ziwei believed she would definitely cooperate with her.

After all, for Yang Liying, this matter was indeed an embarrassing one, wasn’t it?

No matter what, it was Qian Ziwei helping her cover it up now—how could Yang Liying not cooperate!

Luo Tianyi was also surprised by this explanation, but like most people, she chose to believe it without hesitation.

After all, Qian Ziwei’s ability to get onstage and produce the seat 2112’s actual ticket indirectly proved a fact.

The real ticket was in Qian Ziwei’s hand, and since no one else stood up to claim they had lost their ticket or anything, this proved that Qian Ziwei’s ticket source was legitimate.

Since that was the case, there was no need to dwell further on this issue, so Luo Tianyi quickly let it go.

Possibly feeling guilty, she proactively asked Qian Ziwei if she would sing her song.

Because the first time they had performed a duet together.

In Luo Tianyi’s opinion, Qian Ziwei had surely chosen her best song at that time.

But now it was time for another interaction, so naturally, they had to sing a new song.

"Let’s sing ’Undying Loyalty’," Qian Ziwei thought for a moment, then answered.

The reason she chose this song wasn’t just because she really liked Luo Tianyi and always wanted to hear her perform.

Also, the words "Undying Loyalty" were precisely what Qian Ziwei wanted to say to Li Changlin.

She was willing, no matter what, to never leave Li Changlin’s side.

She hoped that she could always be with Li Changlin, growing old together, bearing hardships together, enjoying life’s happiness together.

"Okay, alright." Hearing the words "Undying Loyalty," for some reason Luo Tianyi’s heart trembled slightly.

At the same time, she felt a mild sense of loss.

Luo Tianyi gently bit her lip, forcibly suppressing the emotions welling up inside her.

She seemed somewhat lost but didn’t lose her rationality.

After calming her emotions slightly, she spoke up, instructing the backstage band to get ready.

At this moment, the host quietly exited the stage.

"Finally gone." Watching the host leave, Lu Peng, who was already starving, stood up immediately.

"Young Master Lu?" Ah Liu was slightly startled and hurriedly stood up as well.

"Just sit here and watch; I will be right back," Lu Peng waved his hands, indicating Ah Liu did not need to follow him.

This place is the theater, essentially his territory, and nobody could do anything to him here.

"Yes," Ah Liu nodded. He thought the same, so he sat down again with ease.

By then, Lu Peng had already lifted his foot and walked toward the dressing room behind the stage.

In the dressing room, the hostess felt bewildered, finding her role in the raffle draw quite bizarre.

But the reality was right in front of her, and she couldn’t doubt anything.

If there were any underhanded dealings in the theater, it would be because Lu Peng wanted to set up Luo Tianyi, hence the situation that had arisen.

What surprised the hostess the most was that all of Young Master Lu’s schemes seemed to have lost their effectiveness this evening.

She wondered if that domineering man would be furious because of this!

The hostess felt unsettled; she was worried that Lu Peng would shift all the blame onto her.

After all, she was the one who drew the supplementary tickets for the raffle draw!

Thinking of these, the hostess’s mind became exceedingly restless.

She was truly afraid of Lu Peng’s methods, very afraid!

It was as if the more the hostess feared something, the more likely it was to happen.

While she was consumed with anxiety, the door of the dressing room was gently pushed open.

The door creaked softly.

Even though the sound was faint, it still startled the hostess.

She jumped up from the sofa like a frightened rabbit.

Looking up suddenly, the hostess saw Lu Peng striding into the room.

Then, Lu Peng closed the door behind him and locked it.

"Young Master Lu!" the hostess managed to swallow hard, her heart pounding with nervousness.

Subconsciously, she thought she had truly angered Lu Peng; his appearance alone now spelled doom for her!

Therefore, the hostess was very afraid, incredibly panicked and uneasy.

"Tang Xinru, you got lucky this time!" After locking the door, Lu Peng quickly approached the hostess and then reached out to unfasten the buttons at the front of her dress.

"Young Master Lu, what, what are you doing!" The hostess appeared very flustered, retreating until she sat down on the sofa.

"I am here to have you," Lu Peng said through clenched teeth, his eyes turning bloodshot.

At that moment, he was utterly overcome by lust, and he pounced on her wildly.

Whoosh!

Hearing Lu Peng’s words, the hostess actually felt herself calm down.

He wasn’t here to take her life. That was good, that was good.

Soon, Lu Peng pounced on her, and his hands began to roam.

To accommodate him, the hostess made kicking movements with her legs and reached for Lu Peng’s waist, helping him to rid himself of his restraints.

Quickly, their clothing was removed by each other, and their bare, pale bodies pressed tightly together.

"Young Master Lu, we, we haven’t used protection," suddenly, the hostess remembered something important.