Chapter 133

The twilight theater is not the biggest theater in the city, but its influence is second to none. Only the well-known teams have the opportunity to perform here.

The fact that Lingyue dance club can be moved to the twilight stage just proves their strength.

Backstage, Mu Qingxuan has changed her dress. This dress is her own choice. It is white, just like her pure. The long silk skirt is wrapped around her delicate body, such as water flowing to the ground. The bead flower made of small pearls on the skirt is exquisite. The skirt is scattered, elegant and expensive.

"You are beautiful today."

Mo Yanrui's deep voice lingers in his ears, stirring his soul.

He hugged her from behind and looked at the mirror in front of him. The two figures were close together, so seamless that his eyes were full of emotion and imagination.

Almost caught in his tenderness, Mu Qingxuan responds and slightly leans aside his hand, "where's Xiaochen?"

Mo Yanrui's eyes moved to the door, and Xiaochen was standing in the smile.

"Coconut!" Mu Qingxuan looks at the children and finds that there is no one in the backstage. Xu sees Mo Yanrui coming and deliberately creates space for them.

Xiaochen jumps to Mu Qingxuan and stares at her, "Mommy is so beautiful. When I grow up, I want to look for a girl who is as beautiful as mommy. "

Smell speech, Mu Qingxuan can't help but give Mo Yanrui a stern look, he said something to the child.

"Mommy, Xu Xinxin, they also came to see mommy's performance." Xiaochen's eyes are full of pride. He wants everyone to know that Mu Qingxuan is his mother.

Soft eyes on Xiaochen, Mu Qingxuan bright red lips gently open, "OK, but mommy's performance is behind, you can't fall asleep."

"No way."

Mu Qingxuan looked at the time, then turned to Mo Yanrui, "take Xiaochen out. The performance is about to start."

Mo Yanrui pulls Xiaochen to the door and meets Dai Jiaoqian. With a light sweep, he goes out without even looking at her.

Seeing the large and small leaving behind and looking inside at Mu Qingxuan, Dai Jiaoqian's eyes burst out with layers of flames. I'd like to see how long you can be proud.

In the middle of the performance, it's Mu Qingxuan's turn to appear. She looks in the mirror and cheers for herself.

"Don't worry, Qingxuan. You've practiced so many times. You're sure to succeed tonight." Gu Nuan gave her a big smile.

"Well, come on together." Her deft little mouth is full of smiles. Obviously, the tension has been relieved a lot.

When the host reported behind the scenes, Mu Qingxuan came on the stage. Ben's drowsy Xiaochen suddenly stirred up and pulled Xu Xinxin beside him to shout, "my mommy has come out."

She is a born dancer, destined to live on the stage, on the stage, she exudes a brilliant charm, gorgeous and pure, like the bright moon in the night sky, shining.

Bai Chen sits under the stage, concentrating on looking at her on the stage. The smile on the corner of his mouth has never been erased. He looks so attentive, as if he is the only one left in the audience.

Ling Sisi glances at Bai Chen. His face is full of concentration, and his eyes are full of the figure of Mu Qingxuan. There is no room for others.

She sighs and turns her eyes back to the stage. The dance has reached a climax. This dance tells the story of people who love each other but can't be together. Mu Qingxuan interprets women's helplessness incisively and vividly.

Maybe only a woman like Xuan Xuan is worthy of him, Ling thought.

At the end of the dance, there was a storm of applause, which was undoubtedly the most enthusiastic response of the whole performance, and even many people were red eyed.

Mo Yanrui clapped his hands lightly, and the smile in his mouth showed his pride. He was worthy of being his woman.

When Lingyue's premiere came to a successful end, Mu Qingxuan became the focus of reporters, and everything seemed calm.

"Miss mu, half a year ago, a reporter reported that you were buried at the bottom of the sea. Now you suddenly come back. Is it to cause a sensation that you deliberately created a suspended animation? In addition, it is said that five years ago, you married Bai Yu, the current president of the louver group, but you were taken away by Mo Yanrui, the rising man, because you left their father and son behind. Is that true? "

A reporter's question made everyone excited. About the incident five years ago, Mo Yanrui had already ordered people to block it completely. But why does anyone mention it again now?

Mu Qingxuan wants to see who the reporter is who asked this question, but he can't be found any more. Everything must be arranged. As soon as those topics come out, everyone's focus shifts from the premiere to Mu Qingxuan's private life.

"I'm sorry, today is a good day for the premiere of Lingyue dance club. I hope you media friends can report more about Lingyue and stop paying attention to my private life. I'm sorry."

With Mu Qingxuan's evasive words, reporters flocked to the scene. "Mu Qingxuan abandoned her children with no emotion" and "Mo Yanrui was the abandoned man" were born.

The noise makes Mu Qingxuan dark. Bai Yu wants to help, but Mo Yanrui rushes into the crowd ahead of him. He hugs Mu Qingxuan and kisses her fiercely and madly.After everyone calmed down, Mo Yanrui reluctantly left her lips, ignored her messy eyes and turned to all the media reporters, "Mu Qingxuan never left anyone behind, we are very good now!"

The woman turns to look at the man beside her. His answer is undoubtedly the most perfect one. Xiaochen rushes into them. Mo Yanrui picks him up and says, "this is our child..."

Bai Yu's eyes were stung by the happy pictures of his family. His hands were clenched into fists, but he had no choice but to let go. Now, what else could he do.

He turned silently and left the theatre.

When Ling Sisi saw him leave, he knew that he was suffering and kept up with him.

Now a woman is hiding in the corner, looking at the three of them. The anger in her eyes is clearly visible. This is not what she arranged, nor what she wanted.

The reporters scattered one by one, and there were only a few people left in the theater. Mu Qingxuan released Mo Yanrui's hand and walked to one side.

I don't know that the spotlight is crumbling, and suddenly it goes out, "Qingxuan!" Mo Yanrui runs to Mu Qingxuan as fast as he can. But before he arrives, the spotlight has fallen.

However, it wasn't Mu Qingxuan who screamed. Dai Jiaoqian's feet were pressed down by the heavy lamp, and tears came down in her eyes

"Jiao Qian, please bear it. We'll call an ambulance."

Mo Yanrui moves the lamp forward, and his eyes are still fixed on Mu Qingxuan. "You're OK."