C23

Chapter 23 - Auction for Wind and Cloud (4)

The Eldest Miss was so angry that she could not find the right words to say. Every word pierced her heart, just like before.

Xiao Xinlou couldn't help but want to grab Lin Yi's head and smash it into the wall.

She clenched her fists tightly and endured it until she calmed her breathing, then said gently, "Xiao Yi, why must your words sound so unpleasant? I was just worried about you, it was a very good thing originally today, but it wasn't worth it for you and Shu Tianyi."

When it came to Shu Tianyi, Lin Yi's gaze dimmed, and even her voice trembled a little. "He's shameless, to actually be carrying Xie Xin and I on his back … You still want me to help him out, but I'm not going to. Go to hell. "

As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

Finally seeing her sad expression, Xiao Xinlou said, "It was probably just a misunderstanding. Right, how come you weren't in Verbale then?"

"At that time, I went to the washroom, and when I came back, I saw all of you, a bunch of people. Do I still dare to enter the Verbale?" Lin Yi spoke in a righteous tone, his eyes not showing any signs of arrogance.

Xiao Xinlou looked at her carefully, "When someone suggested to look at the surveillance cameras, you didn't seem to be nervous at all."

"What's there to be nervous about? I was planning to destroy the computer when the monitor came for me, but I didn't expect it to jump into the frame. It even saved me the effort."

"…"

The flawless explanation fit perfectly with Lin Yi's actions.

He had just secretly asked around and found out that a certain staff member accidentally encountered that big screen.

Could it be that what happened today was just a coincidence? Was it not the Eldest Miss who was plotting this? That was true, it was hard for this young miss to come up with such a plan.

Thinking up to here, Xiao Xinlou couldn't help but go forward and hold onto Lin Yi, and gently said, "Alright, alright, everything is already over, stop thinking about it. How about I take over, and let Shu Tianyi give you a proper explanation? "

"Hmph, I don't want to do that. You better make fewer arrangements for me. This is your problem and it's not as if you can't have so many problems!"

Lin Yi pushed her away and glared at her fiercely.

Xiao Xinlou smiled at him and still wanted to say something, but an attendant walked over and stood by the side, "Miss Lin, it's time for your performance."

Tonight, in Charity Dinner, there was her solo dance, which was also arranged by Lin Guanting through great effort. He wholeheartedly wanted to push her, his only daughter, in front of everyone, to become a successor who could take charge of himself.

"I know, thank you."

Lin Yi then recovered her smile, without bothering to look at Xiao Xinlou once more, he turned and left.

Xiao Xinlou stood in place and watched Lin Yi's leaving figure. She clenched her fist tightly, and her fingernails dug into her palms. Her eyes were filled with hatred, and her expression was practically warped.

That she was a bedding? Young Miss, there will be times when you cry in the future!

The lights dimmed.

Dots of red light lit up in the middle of the stage. Feathers fluttered in the wind, the musicians in the orchestra slowly played the musical instrument in their hands.

An elegant and agile figure walked out of the dark light. Her feet lightly spun on the ground, creating a graceful arc.

"The Lin Family is truly in the limelight today."

Someone snorted coldly.

Ying Hannian who was drinking looked over at the stage and saw Lin Yi standing there, her figure blurry.

Under the red feathers that filled the sky, her figure was upright, her slender fingers were raised professionally, and she played with all kinds of movements, soft as a bone, light as a peacock dancing alone, quiet yet with her own pride.

Ying Hannian squinted his eyes, his gaze landed on Lin Yi's waist, which was continuously spinning, so thin that it did not fit into his grip.

Damn it, no matter how many times he looked at this slender waist, it was still captivating.

Ying Hannian's throat tightened, his mouth was parched and he raised his wine cup to drink. The tip of his tongue licked the wine on his lips, his eyes becoming darker and darker.