128: Gao Xuewei is confused and hesitant. Does Lu Chen still like me?

This voice was like a basin of cold water in winter, instantly extinguishing the faint spark of hope in Gu Xiaoxiao's heart.

Gu Xiaoxiao's Face instantly turned pale, devoid of color, her eyes wide with disbelief and embarrassment.

Her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but the sudden blow choked her words in her throat.

Her body stiffened, as if struck by a powerful electric current, and she remained rooted to the spot, unable to move.

The look of anticipation in her eyes instantly dimmed, like a brilliant star suddenly losing its light, replaced by endless loss, sadness, and awkwardness.

Lu Chen then said, "Xiao Xi, come, sit here, this is the best view."

Xiao Xi blinked her innocent, big eyes, looked at her mother Gao Xuewei, and her gaze held a hint of inquiry.

Gao Xuewei nodded slightly, her eyes full of tenderness and love, giving Xiao Xi an affirming look.

Only after receiving her mother's permission did Xiao Xi skip over, throwing herself into Lu Chen's embrace, her Face beaming with a pure smile.

Gu Xiaoxiao stood still, her expression extremely complex.

Her fair Face was now alternately red and white, her eyes showing the humiliation of being rejected in public, as if she had been slapped hard, and also the sadness of Lu Chen's cold treatment, as if her heart had been brutally cut with a knife.

There was also the shame of losing Face in front of other women, making her wish she could find a hole to crawl into.

She slowly lowered her head, avoiding everyone's gaze, her once straight back now slightly bent, her usual pride long since completely crushed.

Gu Xiaoxiao's steps were as heavy as a thousand jin, requiring all her strength to lift each foot.

She moved step by step, extremely slowly, to the outermost seat and sat down, her hands tightly clasped together, her nails unconsciously digging into her palms.

Her eyes stared blankly ahead, as if she had lost her Soul, immersed in this intertwined emotion of awkwardness and pain, unable to extricate herself.

Gao Xuewei watched this scene, a hint of unbearable pity in her eyes, and she let out a soft sigh.

But she quickly regained her composure, knowing that she couldn't change anything.

Moreover, she hadn't even fully understood her own heart yet, so she truly didn't have much spare time to concern herself with others.

She had even planned to start accepting Lu Chen, after all, Lu Chen was truly too good to her, and Xiao Xi also liked Lu Chen very much, so there was no need to worry about that at all.

But... Lu Chen's current demeanor made her somewhat uncertain.

Lu Chen clearly kept saying he liked her, and even said he would wait a hundred days for her, giving her time to choose and think.

Yet, it had only been a few days, and he was already surrounded by so many beautiful girls, each younger and purer than her.

And even more innocent and clean... Thinking of this, a hint of dimness flashed through Gao Xuewei's eyes.

She didn't know what Lu Chen saw in her; besides being a married woman, she seemed to be inferior to the other girls present in every other aspect... So now she was hesitant again, unsure how to Face her complex inner feelings.

Chen Mengyao, on the other hand, secretly glanced at Gu Xiaoxiao, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes, grateful that she hadn't suffered such humiliation, but it was also overshadowed by a touch of sympathy.

She bit her lower lip slightly, nervously tugging at her skirt hem, her eyes revealing a hint of confusion and unease, unsure how to act in this awkward atmosphere.

She felt as if she were an innocent bystander caught in the eye of a storm, able only to await the dictates of fate.

At this moment, Gao Xuewei looked at Xiao Xi, who was already sitting on Lu Chen's right, her gaze flickering slightly.

She pursed her lips slightly, thinking to herself that she couldn't possibly be separated from her daughter.

So, she turned to Chen Mengyao, a hint of apology on her Face, and softly said, "Mengyao, I'll go sit over there then."

As she spoke, her eyes conveyed warmth and friendliness, as if she were apologizing for the somewhat awkward situation.

Chen Mengyao nodded slightly, her eyes showing disappointment, but she also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as she no longer had to agonize over choosing a seat.

She silently turned, her steps somewhat heavy, and moved to another outermost seat, sitting down with her hands on her lap, tightly clutching her skirt hem, her eyes revealing a hint of loneliness and unease.

After everyone had taken their seats.

Meanwhile,

Outside the stadium, a luxurious commercial vehicle slowly drove up.

The woman sitting in the back seat of the car was Yu Miaoyin.

She wore a pair of stylish sunglasses, their frames gleaming with a faint metallic luster, enhancing her mysterious and cool temperament.

Her wavy hair cascaded freely over her shoulders, the strands shimmering with a soft glow in the sunlight filtering through the car window, like meticulously sculpted golden silk.

Her makeup was exquisitely applied, her slender eyebrows like a new moon, carefully outlined with an eyebrow pencil, adding a touch of heroism.

The eyeshadow colors were perfectly matched, deep and layered, allowing her eyes to exude a captivating charm even beneath the sunglasses.

Her high nose bridge stood tall like a mountain peak, casting a faint shadow on her cheeks.

Her lips were painted with vibrant red lipstick, the color like a burning flame, luscious and alluring, exuding a fatal temptation.

She wore a black evening gown, its cut conforming to her graceful figure, perfectly showcasing her curves.

The fitted bodice accentuated her slender waist, and the skirt flowed like a waterfall, gently swaying with the movement of the car, like black clouds drifting in the night sky, mysterious and noble.

Yu Miaoyin looked out at the bustling crowd through the car window, a hint of surprise instantly flashing in her eyes, the astonishment revealed by her slightly widened gaze.

Then, the corners of her mouth curved upwards, revealing a joyful smile.

She turned to the female assistant sitting in the front passenger seat and said, "I didn't expect my popularity in the country to be this high, with so many fans waiting outside even without tickets."

Her voice was clear and pleasant, carrying a hint of pride and satisfaction; as she spoke, she slightly raised her chin, revealing an innate confidence and arrogance.

Upon hearing this, the female assistant also turned around, a fawning smile on her Face, and quickly said,

"Yes, Miaoyin, your popularity is skyrocketing, you are now a top-tier female singer in the country. Look, these fans' enthusiasm for you is simply unstoppable, this is all a testament to your hard work and talent."

The female assistant's eyes were filled with adoration and flattery for Yu Miaoyin, and her tone of voice was very respectful.

Yu Miaoyin listened to the female assistant's flattery, her smile becoming even brighter; she leaned back slightly against the seat, her eyes revealing a hint of satisfaction and enjoyment.

At the same time, she was also full of anticipation for the upcoming concert.

The vehicle slowly drove into the stadium amidst the fans' fervent cheers.