Transmigrated into the body of the vain and materialistic ex-girlfriend of a young master

Su Mingde's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

"Young Master Bo, I was just confused for a moment."

"It's Miss Shen. Shen Qingyue sent me."

"She said that as long as I make a scene, the Shen family will give me money to tide me over."

The moment he uttered those words, the entire room erupted in uproar.

Shen Qingyue?

That gentle and dignified eldest daughter of the Shen family?

Bo Jinghuai's eyes grew even colder.

He raised his hand and gestured to the security guards waiting beside him, "Drag him out."

Two tall security guards immediately stepped forward and grabbed Su Mingde from the left and right.

"Young Master Bo! Young Master Bo, spare me! I'll never dare to do it again!" Su Mingde struggled desperately, but was dragged to the exit without mercy.

The sound faded into the distance.

The waiting area was deathly silent.

All the Omegas looked at Bo Jinghuai, then secretly glanced at Su Jingsheng behind him.

Bo Jinghuai turned around and faced Su Jingsheng.

The little girl was still standing there, her eyes downcast, her eyelashes trembling violently, and her lips pressed tightly together.

Bo Jinghuai reached out and grasped her wrist.

"Look up." Bo Jinghuai's voice was lower.

Su Jingsheng slowly raised her head, her eyes reddening, but she didn't cry.

My eyes were brimming with tears, but I forced myself to hold them back.

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for two seconds, then raised his hand and gently wiped the corner of her eye with the pad of his thumb.

"You won't be pretty if you cry," he said.

Bo Jinghuai grasped her hand. "Can you still play?"

Su Jingsheng nodded, her voice a little hoarse: "Yes."

Bo Jinghuai nodded and led her into the waiting area.

Wherever it passed, the crowd automatically parted to make way.

Everyone is watching them.

Bo Jinghuai led Su Jingsheng to a relatively quiet corner and released his grip.

"Wait here," he said. "You'll be there in ten minutes."

Su Jingsheng nodded.

Bo Jinghuai looked at her, then suddenly reached into his suit jacket pocket, took out a small box, and handed it to her.

Su Jingsheng was stunned.

"Open it," Bo Jinghuai said.

Su Jingsheng took the box and opened it.

Inside is an extremely thin platinum necklace with a small snowflake pendant set with tiny diamonds in the center.

"Put it on," Bo Jinghuai said. "During the competition, just pretend I'm watching you."

Su Jingsheng's eyes reddened again.

Bo Jinghuai picked up the necklace, put it behind her neck, and helped her put it on.

The snowflake pendant landed between her collarbones, icy cold, but was quickly warmed by her body temperature.

"Alright." Bo Jinghuai stepped back.

Su Jingsheng raised her hand to touch the small snowflake, then looked up at him.

"Jinghuai," she whispered, "thank you."

Bo Jinghuai twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Don't thank me too soon," he said. "If the bullet hits, I'll take the necklace back."

Su Jingsheng pursed her lips, her eyes crinkling into a smile, "I won't smash it."

Bo Jinghuai raised his hand and ruffled her hair. "Go."

Su Jingsheng nodded and turned to walk deeper into the waiting area.

After taking a few steps, he turned back.

Bo Jinghuai remained standing there, looking at her.

Su Jingsheng waved to him gently, then walked towards the stage entrance.

Bo Jinghuai watched her slender figure disappear behind the curtain before turning and walking out.

The Omegas in the waiting area all bowed their heads respectfully.

When Bo Jinghuai passed by, everyone automatically fell silent.

He walked to the exit, took out his phone, and sent a message.

Find a few people to take care of Su Mingde for a few days.

But don't kill him in the end.

After sending the message, he put away his phone and walked towards the audience seats in the auditorium.

The VIP seats in the front row are already occupied.

Lu Mohan and Yan Sichen sat in the middle seats, while Pei Zixian had not yet arrived.

Yan Sichen saw Bo Jinghuai and whistled.

"Hey, Mr. Bo, you're playing the hero and saving the damsel in distress!"

Bo Jinghuai sat down next to him, ignoring him.

Lu Mohan turned his head. "Was Su Mingde really sent by Shen Qingyue?"

"Hmm." Bo Jinghuai's voice was indifferent.

Yan Sichen raised an eyebrow. "Miss Shen, are you desperate? You're resorting to such underhanded tactics."

Lu Mohan looked at Bo Jinghuai, "What do you plan to do?"

Bo Jinghuai leaned back in his chair, crossed his long legs, and said, "Let's watch the game first."

Yan Sichen chuckled, "Alright, let's see how your little fairy behaves."

Bo Jinghuai didn't speak, his gaze fixed on the stage.

The curtain has not yet been drawn.

But he knew that his little girl was right behind him.

……

Su Jingsheng walked onto the stage.

She wore a delicate light blue dress, her slightly wavy long hair cascading over her shoulders, and pearl hair clips tucked behind her ears.

A low murmur arose from the audience, "Is that Su Jingsheng from the forum? She's really beautiful."

"Yes, it's really beautiful."

Su Jingsheng walked to the piano in the center of the stage and bowed slightly.

Bo Jinghuai sat in the center of the first row of VIP seats below the stage.

He was looking at her.

Su Jingsheng looked up and saw him, winked playfully, then sat down on the piano bench, her fingers lightly tracing the keys before falling to the ground.

The first note flowed.

The audience gradually quieted down.

Su Jingsheng's fingers danced across the black and white piano keys.

She was playing a piece she had arranged herself, incorporating a tune from her past life's memories.

The melody begins light and gentle, like a babbling brook in spring, then gradually becomes expansive, like sunlight spreading across the fields, and finally returns to its delicate state, with a touch of indescribable tenderness.

The only sound in the entire auditorium was the sound of the piano.

On the judges' panel, the expressions of the three judges all changed.

I have to admit, this girl plays really well.

VIP seating.

Yan Sichen tilted his head and lowered his voice: "Not bad, your little fairy is really something."