Chapter 2 Qin Xiao

Tang Weiwei thought she was going to refuse, but Su Ling's eyes brightened and she nodded her head in gratitude: "I'll trouble you then."

Tang Weiwei sneered. She pushed the cosmetics aside and used Su Ling's delicate face as a drawing board to smear at will. Everyone could see that Tang Weiwei was pranking her, but they didn't dare to say anything.

The reason was simple. At the beginning of the month, Tang Weiwei suddenly changed from the second female lead to the first female lead, stealing Su Ling's part.

The reason she was able to get the part was that she had a gold master. The gold master was in the audience today, and he was the big shot the instructor wanted to please and also the man Su Ling wanted to avoid-Qin Xiao.

[Gold master- a rich person/patron with entangled interests]

Everyone was busy trying to curry favour with Tang Weiwei. How could they speak up for Su Ling?

Su Ling quietly looked at herself in the mirror. The heavy makeup made her look on par with a female ghost. Tang Weiwei painted her lips to look like she'd drank blood, and she couldn't find a trace of her original purity.

For the first time, Su Ling thanked Tang Weiwei for having the same thoughts as her. She now had a ghastly appearance, Qin Xiao would really have a weird taste if he could still look at her.

Tang Weiwei leaned down, and two faces were reflected in the mirror. One was gorgeous and seductive, and the other was terrifying. She smiled with satisfaction, and whispered in Su Ling's ear, "You have to die anyway."

Su Ling's pupils shrank. She was instinctively frightened by the word "death," but then she remembered the next scene and secretly clenched her fist.

In her last life, she thought back to this play countless times. She always chided herself for the way she acted and would never do it like that if she had a chance to start it all over again. Her actions happened to be in line with Qin Xiao's taste, and that was when she went on the road to misery.

Tang Weiwei threw the brush away: "Let's go, it's almost time to start." She held her head high, like a proud peacock.

Su Ling gave her a look.

It was rumored that Qin Xiao liked sultry women like Tang Weiwei.

But Su Ling knew that wasn't the case.

He said it himself; he loved her pure and clean look and wished to die on her.

The scourge did not die; it was she who died.

With this do-over, she will definitely not fall into his hands again. This scene was their first encounter. Over the years, she had rehearsed it in her heart a million times, and it had finally come in handy.

The stage play Is called "Green Plum." It told a story about a flamboyant girl from childhood to maturity, and how she finally committed suicide for her lover. She was the original female lead, but Tang Weiwei borrowed Qin Xiao's power and succeeded in taking her part, so she became the "second female lead." The second female lead was to play the desperate girl, and she was the only one in the last scene-

The girl sat on the swing and took the pills with tears in her eyes.

So Tang Weiwei was right, she had to act out a death scene.

But Qin Xiao had a secret that no one knew; he had a foot fetish. In Su Ling's eyes, he was undoubtedly a pervert. He liked the way she cried pearly tears, but mostly liked the way she swung her dainty bare feet.

The damn scene seemed to be tailor-made for Qin Xiao's secret preferences.

Su Ling's eyes darkened. 'You like the way I cry? I won't cry.

You like feet? I won't show them this time.

You like this face, but can you admire a ghost?'

Su Ling's soul trembled when she thought about the fate of being entangled with him for five years. Everything will be determined by this scene.

If she wanted to change her fate, she had to start with "Green Plum," and slowly put her broken life back together.

The stage lights went out and back on. The first scene showed Tang Weiwei playing the female lead; a youthful and flamboyant heroine.

It wasn't time for Su Ling to appear yet. She hid behind the curtain, and her pale fingers lifted a corner. Her eyes went to the first row of the stage, and she saw him almost immediately.

He was In a dark suit with a cigarette in his mouth. Qin Xiao's expression in the smoke was cold.

He had his legs stretched out, and slender fingers were tapping on the seat. He was bored.

He was only 27 years old and had a bandit air about him, as opposed to the mature and stable him five years later.

On such occasions, people who smoked were usually hated.

Yet no one looked at him with such emotions.

He was rich and powerful.

But he also had a bad temper.

No one dared to express their dislike for him.

Su Ling was so filled with so much hatred that her gaze had a burning heat. As if he felt it, Qin Xiao squinted and turned to look in her direction. Su Ling hated this man but was also very afraid of him so she quickly lowered the curtain before he looked over.

Qin Xiao didn't see anything, and he put out the cigarette between his fingers.

Guo Mingyan, who was next to him, smiled: "Are you bored, Brother Xiao?"

The man responded lazily, "Yeah."

His other friends laughed in an unrestrained manner: "Isn't that your new lover on stage? Are you bored of her so soon?"

Qin Xiao's eyes swept over Tang Weiwei, who was doing her best, and he chuckled without defending. He unbuttoned the two buttons at his neckline and tapped the seat with his fingers.

Tang Weiwei on the stage was charming, and her eyes were bright as she silently seduced him. He curled his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and the heartbeat in his chest was smooth, not a single point faster.

Qin Xiao looked into Tang Weiwei's eyes as if he was looking at a pool of dead meat, but Tang Weiwei didn't even notice it.

The lights went off and on again, and the plot switched from one scene to another.

Qin Xiao lit another cigarette. He looked up and saw a swing.

A girl in a black dress slowly walked towards the swing with her back to him.

The pure black clothes made her exposed skin snow white. He flicked his cigarette and crossed his legs.

For some reason, he was looking forward to when she turned back.