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

Xu Wantang slowly walked onto the stage amidst various gazes.

Surprise, disdain, doubt, blame, anger...

They gathered from all directions, weaving together into a huge net, and crashed down on her.

Xu Wantang, who wasn't nervous before, felt a little flustered once she actually stood on the stage.

Especially when he looked at Cen Shichuan's furious, cold gaze.

Her body instinctively feared, but the thought of the cold delivery bed, the cold baby, and the gradually cooling handwriting made her more apprehensive.

She gripped the prop in her hand tightly, forcing herself to look away.

I happened to see Ji Yan and Lin Yue in the audience.

The two smiled and glanced up at the same time.

Xu Wantang looked over and noticed that there was a curtain separating the second-floor stands.

Two figures could be vaguely seen sitting inside.

A hand slowly lifted a corner of the curtain, just enough to reveal the man's wrist.

Her fingers, white as jade, and her blood-red prayer beads exuded a sense of detachment from the world.

Although she couldn't see the man's face, Xu Wantang knew it.

He was looking at her.

His gaze was deep and composed.

Wasn't it a business trip?

Isn't this about drawing a clear line?

Suddenly, Xu Wantang's eyes curved slightly, and her tense fingers relaxed.

She glanced at the sound engineer, then turned to prepare.

As the accompaniment began, layers of shimmering gauze fell behind her, appearing and disappearing in the shadows.

It shimmered under the lights.

Even Xu Wantang's figure was bathed in a halo.

The music started, but it was just the sound of rain.

From slow to fast.

Xu Wantang held a striking red silk ribbon, sometimes slowly moving around, sometimes rushing towards the shimmering gauze.

It's as if it's trying to break through the barrier in front of it.

Suddenly, the sound of rain faded away and merged into the sound of water.

But it is different from the sound of water.

At this moment, Xu Wantang's figure became even more light and joyful.

She performed a series of difficult moves with not only stability but also perfect force.

Everyone held their breath, watching her intently, not wanting to miss a single move she made.

The water splashed and gurgled, as if something was flowing away.

Xu Wantang gripped the red silk and tore open the shimmering gauze.

Just as the figure was about to break through the barrier, the shimmering gauze fell layer by layer, and its color began to change gradually.

It gradually turned blood red.

Xu Wantang spun steadily, wrapping the layers of floating light around her body.

Until, she was wrapped up.

Like a cocoon.

After the event concluded, applause erupted from the audience.

One of the female judges had tears in her eyes.

She understood.

"You're dancing to the process of pregnancy and childbirth, so in your heart, does the child ultimately live or die?"

A cocoon can either be a symbol of breaking free to become a butterfly, or it can be a symbol of rest.

Xu Wantang recalled a scene from her dream where she died holding her child.

But she did not answer that way.

"He's content in his mother's arms."

It was quite touching, and many mothers had tears welling up in their eyes.

Apart from Ms. Zheng Yuzhu.

She gritted her teeth, wishing she could tear Xu Wantang apart for Xu Chuxue.

Xu Wantang didn't pay attention to her, after all, she had other purposes for being so sentimental.

The judge then asked, "As far as I know, you haven't given birth, so why did you perform this dance?"

Xu Wantang lowered her head, concealing the curve of her lips.

When she looked up again, her eyes were filled with tears, and her expression was one of sadness and self-reproach.

"It's because of my sister. I know everyone knows me and thinks I killed my sister and her child."

"I knew that no matter how I explained, it would be useless, so I signed up for the competition and created this dance for her to fulfill her wish."

"On the eve of the competition, I dreamed of my sister. She was as gentle as ever, and she told me to be careful not to get hurt."

"As a result, I did fall and get injured unexpectedly. I felt that it must be my sister protecting me, so I had to lie to everyone and say that I was injured, and I dared not relax at all."

As she spoke, Xu Wantang began to shed tears.

She choked up as she said, "Finally, all I want to say here is, thank you, sister. So I've decided to license this dance in my sister's name to all the dancers who love her."

She didn't want the creative rights, which meant giving up fame and fortune, but only to thank her sister.

If Xu Chuxue didn't die once, it would be a disservice to her such a deeply moving performance.

People are emotional, and seeing Xu Wantang's sincerity, their opinion of her changed somewhat.

After all, the deceased are gone, and the living are the most important.

This is also part of Xu Wantang's plan.

This not only explained why she pretended to be injured, but also made everyone believe in Xu Chuxue's death.

And remember how much guilt and self-blame she felt about her sister's death.

If Xu Chuxue wants to be brought back to life, she'd better have an incredibly compelling reason.

Otherwise, it would be fooling the public.

As for dreams... who knows if they're real or not?

Unless Xu Chuxue comes forward now and says she's not dead, she can't appear in dreams.

After hearing this, the Xu family members, who were initially angry, turned pale.

Xu Wantang, too lazy to look any further, continued, "I hope that my sister's spirit in heaven can also bless the Third Young Master sitting here to recover soon. He must miss my sister as much as I do."

Cen Shichuan, how could I forget you?

You're destined to be with Xu Chuxue for life!

Ideally, after she gets rid of the Cen family, Cen Shichuan will also be unable to get rid of Xu Chuxue.

Looking up, she met Cen Shichuan's gaze.

His face was cold, but his eyes flickered with unreadable emotions.

Xu Wantang ignored her and covered her mouth as she sadly took her leave.

As she stepped off the stage, she secretly glanced towards the second floor.

She thought she was being very careful, but Cen Shichuan still saw through her.

He glanced at Lu Jiu without making a sound.

Lu Jiu nodded, turned around and went upstairs.

When he entered the stands, they were completely empty.

He immediately lifted the curtain, looked down at Cen Shichuan, and shook his head.

Cen Shichuan's expression grew even more sinister, his fists clenched so tightly that his palms seemed to be dripping blood.

Having watched Xu Chuxue dance so many times, he had no idea that Xu Wantang danced so well.

Especially when he saw what she was dancing to, it was so similar to his previous plans.

The cocoon at the end of the dance, in his view, was the grave of the child in the plan.

It is also a cage that uses children to imprison Xu Wantang.

But apart from him and Xu Chuxue, no one else knew about this plan.

Cen Shichuan felt inexplicably uneasy.

He felt that Xu Wantang seemed to be drifting further and further away from him.

No!

He instinctively denied it and immediately took out his phone to send a message.

"With Xu Wantang eliminated, the champion can only be Xi Na."

……

As the competition drew to a close, the judges were given half an hour to discuss the matter.

Who knew it would take more than an hour to get a result?

Everyone went up on stage to wait for the results to be announced.

Xu Chuxue, wearing a mask, was the last to arrive.

She even changed into a different dress, and the necklace alone was worth millions.

As she walked past Xu Wantang, she 'accidentally' bumped into him.

"Ms. Xu, I'm so sorry, it's all my boyfriend's fault for insisting that I wear this dress. He said it would look good in the photos, since they'll be posted online."

After the competition, only the top three finishers will have their photos taken; the others will at most get a group photo.

Clearly, Xu Chuxue was referring to the former.

This also implies to Xu Wantang that she is determined to win this award.

Xu Wantang calmly smiled and replied, "It is indeed beautiful."

Xu Chuxue, feeling awkward, snorted and walked to the center position.

Xu Wantang ignored her and simply checked the time.

almost.

At this moment, the host took a step forward.

"Please welcome Ms. Liao Zhen, Chairperson of the Board of Directors of the Beijing WO Dance Troupe, to announce the results of this competition."

As soon as she finished speaking, a woman dressed in a gold-threaded cheongsam and holding a carved sandalwood folding fan slowly approached.

Xu Wantang was secretly delighted.

Liao Zhen was once a dancer herself, venturing alone into a famous foreign dance troupe that was rife with discrimination.

In the end, she not only gained recognition from foreign dance companies, but also became a highly sought-after principal dancer.

However, a dancer's career is shorter than that of a typical profession. After returning to China at the age of thirty-five, she took over WO and successfully made the dance company the number one dance company in Beijing.

Today's event, though called a competition, is actually a recruitment fair for various dance troupes.

Who wouldn't want to join the best dance company?

but……

Why does Liao Zhen look so familiar?

While pondering, Liao Zhen opened the envelope and began to speak in a rhythmic, expressive tone.

"Today's dance competition champion is...."