The Mysterious CEO and His Feisty Bride
Chapter 72 The Torture is Too Horrible to Look At (2)

Chapter 72: Chapter 72 The Torture is Too Horrible to Look At (2)

Jian Chenxi sat off to the side, her expression turning slightly colder, tilting her head, and once again striking up a conversation with Lu Niange, diverting her gaze that had been fixed on Ling Momo’s face.

Li Qingshen sat to one side, his face icy cold, his eyes faintly staring at Ling Momo on the stage.

He noticed her eyes were always fixed on Lu Niange, and when he slightly turned his head and saw Lu Niange and Jian Chenxi in an intimately close state, his eyes and brow turned all the more somber.

That man’s every move could so easily stir up all her emotions!

The restlessness of the scene grew greater, and as "Qingcheng" reached its finale, Ling Momo still stood there like a fool, dazed and lost in thought.

Everyone had gone from initial surprise to now feeling let down.

"The first time she had a singing competition, she quit the performance! They gave her a chance this time, and she didn’t even finish singing? What is this supposed to mean?"

The people present were either high-level executives of ES or popular singers; each person’s time was extremely precious. If it weren’t for Director Wang Yi’s warm invitation, and the presence of the Baodi Group’s young master Li and that legendary status, why else would everyone give Ling Momo this chance?

Now that they had given her the opportunity, and everyone had taken the time to gather together, was this the kind of answer she handed them?

Naturally, some people spoke in a very sharp manner.

"Such a singer, keeping her at ES is also useless, squandering money on packaging, and she will still lose money in the future!"

"How could the ’myth’ have taken on such a student..."

...

It was unclear who blurted out "the myth."

Everyone couldn’t help but turn their heads, looking toward Li Qingshen.

Out of respect for Li Qingshen’s special identity, they didn’t dare to continue to say much, but their eyes already revealed a trace of fragmented ridicule.

Li Qingshen... the myth... either one, was a synonym for perfection that made people feel inferior.

And today, the student of the myth had caused him to lose face!

Li Qingshen’s hands clenched into fists, his jaw tightening.

He purposefully ignored all the eyes that were converging on him.

His gaze was solely fixed on Ling Momo on the stage.

A surge of inexplicable jealousy, along with intense anger, spread through his chest.

In that moment, he felt an urge to go up on stage and give a sound slap to wake up the silent girl.

Li Qingshen took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing his anger.

A faint self-mocking sorrow surfaced from the depths of his heart.

Ridiculous!

He had long known that the current her was not suitable to be a pop star; she was too unsettled, needed settling, and most importantly... too easily swayed by that love!

The current her was not strong at all, unable to even get over a Jian Chenxi, and still, she wanted to stand in the spot of a music industry superstar?

Utterly delusional!

Li Qingshen’s handsome face suddenly became icy cold.

In the last second of "Qingcheng" music coming to a stop, he abruptly stood up from his seat.

His movement was somewhat large, and a sharp sound emitted.

In the quiet competition venue, it was exceptionally jarring.

All the noisy sounds fell silent at once.

Everyone’s heads turned, looking toward the only standing man.

The man’s expression was exceptionally shocking, the face that was originally indifferent now seemed to have formed ice.