Roses in Flames

Out of the corner of her eye, Ye Yuntang noticed someone staring at her and Xiao Lin from behind.

She quickly pushed Xiao Lin, who was very close to her, away, saying, "My brother is about to go on stage to perform."

Xiao Lin nodded. "Okay."

Although he pushed her away, his legs were wide open, with one leg pressed tightly against her skirt.

He sat upright, his trousers were slightly tight, and the lines of his leg muscles were outlined, revealing a primal power, both abstinent and extremely explosive.

His calm and tough masculinity is palpable.

Ye Yuntang's heart fluttered as she read this.

She had personally experienced how explosive his potential was in a certain area.

Thinking of that night, her lower abdomen involuntarily tightened.

She looked up and saw a smile playing on the man's lips. She retorted, slightly annoyed, "What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Lin leaned back in his chair, his tall frame shifting slightly. He raised an eyebrow, a roguish smile playing on his usually cold face. "Happy."

Ye Yuntang glared at him, annoyed.

He must have seen the look in her eyes when she glanced at his thigh.

This guy looks very serious on the surface, but he's actually incredibly cunning.

"I haven't even agreed to anything, and you're already this happy?"

Xiao Lin lowered his eyes to look at her, "You said you like me a little, but you're afraid that if we continue, you'll fall for me. That means I'm quite charming."

Ye Yuntang's lips twitched. "You're quite narcissistic."

Xiao Lin lowered his head and approached Ye Yuntang, "If I weren't good enough, why didn't you go to Shen Yan that night you had a one-night stand?"

Ye Yuntang took a deep breath. "Even if I ask my senior brother, he won't agree."

As soon as she spoke, Xiao Lin's smile faded, and his handsome face turned cold.

He stared intently at Ye Yuntang without saying a word, his eyes like an abyss, as if he wanted to devour her.

Ye Yuntang noticed the change in the man's emotions. She blinked and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Lin grabbed Ye Yuntang's slender white wrist, his voice tightening, "You really considered having a one-night stand with him?"

The way he was looking at her now made it seem like he was about to kiss her in front of everyone if she misspoke even one word.

Ye Yuntang smiled, "No, in that situation, I only considered you. After all, you're Bai Chuwei's ex-fiancé."

When Bai Chuwei was mentioned, a complex look flashed in Xiao Lin's eyes.

"When you have some free time, I'll take you somewhere," he suddenly said.

Seeing his expression turn serious, Ye Yuntang asked with curiosity, "Where are you going?"

You'll find out then.

Soon it was Ye Mo's turn to perform, and Ye Yuntang's attention was all on Ye Mo.

Ye Mo, dressed in a white shirt and jeans, sat in front of the piano. The light shone on his face, making him look very handsome and refined.

My younger brother used to be too quiet and reserved, and never wanted to go on stage and show himself.

Now, she can play the piano with ease and confidence on stage, a change that deeply moves her.

She knew that it was all because of Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin helped him in the alley last time, and he wanted to thank Xiao Lin in his own way.

This piano piece is his way of thanking Xiao Lin.

After Ye Mo finished playing his piece, Ye Yuntang clapped enthusiastically, her beautiful eyes welling up with tears.

"Xiao Lin, thank you for standing up for my brother last time, giving him such confidence and strength."

Seeing the tears welling up in Ye Yuntang's eyes, Xiao Lin took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, saying, "I also quite like this future brother-in-law."

Ye Yuntang took his handkerchief and wiped her eyes. "Did you instigate my brother to call you brother-in-law?"

Xiao Lin raised an eyebrow. "No, I guess in your brother's heart, I am his favorite brother-in-law."

Tsk.

This guy's getting narcissistic again.

After Ye Mo's piano performance, the stage play "Romeo and Juliet" began.

"I also performed Juliet when I was in school," Ye Yuntang said in a low voice.

Xiao Lin turned to look at Ye Yuntang, "Then you must be the most beautiful Juliet."

Ye Yuntang glared at Xiao Lin, "I've noticed that every word you say now is a provocation."

Xiao Lin shrugged, looking wronged. "No, everything I said is true."

Regardless of whether what he said was true or not, Ye Yuntang was pleased by him.

Who doesn't like to hear nice things?

The Xiao Lin at this moment is much more adorable than the stubborn Xiao Lin of the past.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from all around.

Ye Yuntang quickly looked towards the stage, where Juliet appeared wearing a puffy dress and a wig, clearly a man dressed as a woman.

"Huh? Isn't he Zhao Jiashu?" Ye Yuntang asked in confusion.

Xiao Lin nodded. "Yes, it's him."

Ye Yuntang was somewhat surprised, not expecting Zhao Jiashu to be so entertaining.

He deliberately imitated a delicate posture, which made the audience laugh frequently.

"Judging from his appearance, you really can't tell that he's the kind of wicked person."

Xiao Lin nodded, "You can know a person's face but not their heart."

On stage, the plot is reaching its climax.

The student playing Romeo feigns death from poisoning, and the atmosphere on stage suddenly becomes heavy.

Zhao Jiashu, who played Juliet, imitated a woman's voice, calling out Romeo's name with heartbreaking grief, his eyes brimming with sorrow.

It must be admitted that Zhao Jiashu's acting skills are quite good.

Unable to wake Romeo, he slowly took a dagger from Romeo's waist.

Tears streamed down his face as Zhao Jiashu raised the dagger and forcefully stabbed it into his own chest.

According to the script, the blade of the prop dagger should automatically retract after it touches the body, but the next second, Zhao Jiashu's body stiffened violently.

The grief on his face was instantly replaced by extreme pain.

His hand holding the dagger trembled uncontrollably, and blood seeped out from the hilt.

His pupils contracted sharply, and he lowered his eyes, staring incredulously at the dagger in his hand.

After the initial shock and excruciating pain, he slowly collapsed.

The overly realistic performance caused the audience to unconsciously hold their breath.

Some students whispered among themselves:

—My God, Zhao Jiashu's acting is amazing! His pain looks so real. He can get so into character when he's dressed as a woman; he could be a real actor.

—For some reason, I was inexplicably moved to tears when I saw the last scene.

After the final scene was performed, thunderous applause erupted, and no one noticed anything amiss.

When Ye Yuntang and Xiao Lin saw this scene, they did not applaud; instead, they unconsciously sat up straight.

Their professional instincts made them feel that something was wrong.

The expression on Zhao Jiashu's face when his pupils contracted didn't seem like acting; it looked more like genuine pain.

Xiao Lin and Ye Yuntang exchanged a glance, and then stood up at the same time.

"Hey, what are you doing? The performance isn't over yet. Don't block the people behind us."

Ignoring the discontented voices behind them, Xiao Lin and Ye Yuntang quickly ran towards the stage.

At the same time, the boy playing Romeo opened his eyes and nudged Zhao Jiashu, saying, "Get up and take your bows."

However, Zhao Jiashu did not react.