After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

"OK."

After sending the message, Lin Yue turned to look at the man in front of the desk.

"Second Young Master, may I ask for leave the day after tomorrow?"

Cen Yuan lowered his head to sign the documents, his voice devoid of emotion: "She asked you to go, so you went?"

"yes."

Lin Yue knew that nothing could be hidden from Cen Yuan, so he answered very quickly.

He leaned forward and pointed to the electronic invitation on his phone: "Two. The young mistress said I can bring friends. I'm thinking about who I should bring."

"what ever."

Cen Yuan continued signing.

Seeing this, Lin Yue turned around and said, "I'll go ask Instructor Ji if he's free."

"..."

Cen Yuan glanced at the soup on the table, and when he came back to his senses, the ink on the paper was spreading.

Ugh.

"Lin Yue".

"Yes, I'll book the tickets now."

Lin Yue quickly retreated.

"No, I want you to print out a new copy of the document."

Cen Yuan's expression was indifferent as he pointed to the smudged document.

"..."

Lin Yue pursed her lips.

Looks like it's hopeless.

……

The day of the dance competition.

Cen Shichuan's heart and eyes were filled with Xu Chuxue, and he left home early in the morning.

Xu Wantang arrived at the hospital smoothly under the pretext of a follow-up examination.

The person who helped her was still Dr. Zhao.

"Ms. Xu, if you leave through our staff entrance, no one will notice."

Xu Wantang was surprised: "Dr. Zhao, I didn't say anything, but you seem to know everything. You always come up with a solution for me."

Dr. Zhao hesitated for a few seconds, then smiled.

"Doctors are naturally good at reading people's expressions. We can tell what's going on but we won't ask too many questions. Besides, Dr. Ji and I are good friends. Since he asked, I will definitely help him."

Xu Wantang was extremely grateful: "Thank you, Dr. Zhao. What I said on the phone yesterday..."

Dr. Zhao looked up, blinked, and indicated that he couldn't say it outright.

Xu Wantang silently said thank you again.

Then he bent down, took off his shoes, and removed the cast from his calf.

Dr. Zhao glanced at it and happened to see the light pink new skin on her ankle.

"Such a big wound, I didn't expect it to heal so well in such a short time."

"I also want to thank you for the ointment you prescribed. I apply it every day, which is why I haven't had any scars," Xu Wantang explained.

Dr. Zhao was stunned.

"I didn't give you any ointment, I only gave you a nursing kit and anti-inflammatory medicine."

"Can……"

Xu Wantang was stunned.

She remembered that Cen Yuan had given her the ointment along with the nursing kit the next day.

Therefore, she naturally assumed that the medicine was prescribed by Dr. Zhao.

Why didn't Cen Yuan say anything?

Perhaps they felt it was unnecessary.

After all, he had gone on a business trip all the way to Guangcheng in order to avoid suspicion from her.

I don't know if he'll come to the competition today.

Just then, a patient knocked on the door.

Xu Wantang quickly got up, said goodbye to Dr. Zhao, and left the hospital through the staff entrance.

When we arrived at the competition venue, there were already many people.

Most of the participants were wearing headphones and stretching on their own in the backstage rehearsal room.

At this time, nobody pays attention to anyone else, and nobody trusts anyone else.

After all, in these kinds of competitions, dance skirts are torn, dance shoes are lost, props are destroyed, audio malfunctions, and all sorts of unpleasant accidents happen one after another.

To avoid attracting attention, Xu Wantang went directly to the most secluded corner.

Just as she was about to stretch her legs, the two staff members in front of her seemed not to have seen her and started gossiping.

"That Sheena is really something. Not only did her boyfriend spend a fortune to have a custom-made diamond-encrusted dance costume made for her, but he also arranged a private room for her upstairs."

"Yeah, have you seen their photos online? Even though it's just a silhouette, her boyfriend's physique and facial features are so defined, he's definitely a super handsome guy. He's handsome, rich, and dotes on his girlfriend. What kind of luck did God close on Hina?"

"We ordinary people can't envy him, but in terms of money and looks, he definitely can't compare to the Third Young Master. He came today too, I heard it was to fulfill his late fiancée's dream, he's so devoted."

"Now that you mention it, I think the silhouette of Sheena's boyfriend does bear a slight resemblance to the Third Young Master?"

"So what if she's like that? It's better than being forced to marry a poisonous woman."

The two left with smiles.

Xu Wantang stood quietly in the corner, and couldn't help but sneer.

Xu Chuxue and Cen Shichuan really have a good plan.

They confined her to the Cen family home.

She lived an anonymous life and made a name for herself through her dancing.

One person wins people's hearts by portraying themselves as a deeply affectionate individual.

Although Xu Wantang knew that the two of them had gone to great lengths to plan the car accident, it was definitely not just to punish her.

But whatever the scheming.

She will never again be a pawn to be manipulated.

Thinking of this, the rehearsal hall began to stir, and everyone looked at the electronic screen on the wall.

The camera just happened to pan across the audience seats.

Unexpectedly, in addition to Cen Shichuan, my parents and Xu Shengze also came.

Xu Shengze, who was still in the hospital, came to support the event despite his injuries.

With so much favoritism, how could Xu Chuxue not be arrogant?

The competition began with the host's voice.

Xu Wantang is number twelve, and coincidentally, Xu Chuxue is number eleven.

In the darkness, it is all the will of Heaven.

During the waiting break, the staff found Xu Wantang.

Someone is looking for you, saying they are your friend.

friend?

Xu Wantang immediately thought of someone and hurriedly followed the staff out.

Just as I stepped outside, two figures in the corridor slowly turned around.

After seeing who it was, Xu Wantang paused for a moment, then subconsciously glanced behind the two people.

Empty and desolate.

"Assistant Lin, Discipline Instructor."

"It seems the young mistress is unhappy to see us." Ji Yan adjusted his sunglasses and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Luckily we rushed over as soon as we got off the plane," Lin Yue sighed, leaning against the wall.

"No, I'm glad you could come, thank you."

Xu Wantang immediately denied it, but a hint of disappointment still flashed in her eyes.

It seems that Cen Yuan has truly severed ties with her.

At this moment, Ji Yan stepped forward and said something inexplicably.

"Young Madam, don't be nervous, just perform normally. We're here for you, aren't we?"

"..."

What does that mean?

She's not nervous.

Ji Yan put his hand on Lin Yue's shoulder and said with a smile, "Alright, I've delivered the message. Let's go to the audience seats."

Xu Wantang was completely confused, but she didn't think much of it and nodded, "Okay."

After seeing the two off, she returned to the rehearsal room.

Just then, Hina's name appeared on the screen.

The crowd immediately swarmed around, all eager to see the mysterious dancer.

Xu Wantang was also staring at the screen.

As expected, Xu Chuxue was performing a dance she had choreographed two years ago.

Back then, she was still a bit love-struck.

She felt that even if Cen Shichuan didn't love her, she would still silently bless him with the love in her heart.

Therefore, the dance narrative is too idealistic, like some romantic dramas.

While pursuing aesthetically pleasing visuals may be beautiful, it lacks depth and complexity.

Even so, some of the moves she choreographed were still difficult for Xu Chuxue.

Therefore, Xu Chuxue made further changes.

Now look what's happened; this romantic drama has ended up with nothing but a mundane love story.

None of the dance moves are as interesting as Xu Chuxue dancing in a dress and mask.

After it ended, the entire rehearsal room was abuzz with discussion.

Some say it's beautiful and perfectly captures the shy charm of a girl secretly in love, so the movements aren't difficult; the key is in expressing the emotions.

Some people say it's nothing special.

Until Xu Wantang's name popped up on the screen.

At the same time, the host announced: "Next, please welcome contestant number twelve, Xu Wantang."

The rehearsal room fell silent instantly, everyone staring at Xu Wantang walking onto the stage on the screen.

"Why is it her?"

……

the other side.

Xu Chuxue looked incredulously to the other side of the stage, watching as Xu Wantang walked onto the stage unharmed.

That bitch...

They were all fooled!