The wedding performance tonight was purely an emergency call from the department counselor. The hourly pay was high, and the job was simple. The entire orchestra only needed to play a few pieces during the reception, and once the guests were all seated, they could wrap up.
During this time, most of the guests had already taken their seats, so the wedding coordinator signaled for them to stop playing.
Simultaneously, a handsome man appeared at the entrance of the hall; his innate aura silenced the entire venue for a moment, drawing everyone's gaze toward him.
Including Su Wan.
The man appeared to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was tall, roughly around 185 cm. Dressed in a neatly pressed black suit, he exuded an extraordinary and radiant charm.
Su Wan, sitting on the stage, only caught a distant glimpse of his sleek black short hair and those... captivating long legs. Her ears flushed, and Su Wan, feeling slightly ashamed, shifted her gaze. Alright, she admitted it, she was seduced by his looks...
The banquet officially began, and they stepped down from the stage one after another. Back in the resting room, just as Su Wan put down her bow, her phone buzzed with a message from Xu Chengyang: "Wanwan, are you done! We're waiting for you in the hotel lobby!"
…
As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, Su Wan saw Xu Chengyang being pulled by the hoodie of his sweatshirt by Yao Ye, while the former was frantically waving his hands at the air and pacing around seriously: "Yao Ye! Don't stop me! Or I'll get mad at you!"
Seeing Su Wan approaching, Yao Ye immediately let go of Xu Chengyang's hoodie, causing him to stumble and almost fall flat on his face: "Ouch! Could you at least warn me before you let go! I almost fell over!"
Yao Ye gave her a sidelong glance: "Weren't you the one who told me not to hold you back?"
Xu Chengyang rolled his eyes in annoyance, pulled Su Wan aside, and whispered: "Wanwan, look over at two o'clock."
Su Wan, puzzled, gave her a glance, then slowly turned her head to look.
The man was sitting on the sofa, his expression indifferent, with his right hand holding a phone to his ear, long legs crossed, and his slender, jade-like fingers tapping his knee now and then. His exquisite, robust features were highlighted under the crystal chandelier, exuding a majestic charisma.
It was him, the man who just now had her seduced…
Right at that moment, Xu Chengyang held his chin with both hands, gazing longingly: "Look at those sexy lips, those well-defined features, and those enticing long legs... If I don't make a move, I'll be letting down my parents who blessed me with this face!"
Finishing her words, Xu Chengyang darted forward but was unexpectedly pulled back again by someone grabbing her hoodie. She immediately turned to see who it was.
Su Wan herself was astonished; when did her hand grab onto Xu Chengyang's hoodie! Lifting her eyes, she locked gazes with Xu Chengyang, both showing surprise.
Despite the internal storm, Su Wan managed to feign calmness: "Yang..."
On the other side, Fu Weiheng, although talking on the phone, had his attention drawn away the moment Su Wan stepped out of the elevator. That cello and her graceful figure were precisely what had captured his thoughts earlier that afternoon.
He watched her, listened to the voice on the phone, but his mind was elsewhere.
Soon, the phone call ended. Watching the figure leaving the hotel, Fu Weiheng was still a bit dazed; he seemed to have vaguely heard her say—
"Capitalists make terrible partners!"
The day after the wedding encounter, at noon in the school cafeteria, Xu Chengyang, frustrated by her failed attempt to flirt with the capitalist, was devouring food in anguish: "I'll eat my frustrations away!"
Yao Ye disdainfully scooped a spoonful of rice into her mouth: "When do you not eat your frustrations away."
Xu Chengyang bit into a chicken leg: "Such an elegant capitalist, I'd let him drain me dry without complaint!"
Su Wan dug into her rice: "..."
Yao Ye rolled her eyes dramatically: "Do you think it's peanut oil, to be drained dry."
Xu Chengyang said seriously: "I really think that capitalist looked familiar!"
Yao Ye: "Oh please, to you, every handsome guy looks familiar, doesn't he?"
Xu Chengyang wasn't having it: "What's wrong with me pursuing true love!"
"True love?" Yao Ye raised an eyebrow, "Wen Yu from the Chinese department?"
"Wen Yu?" Hearing the name, Xu Chengyang slammed her chopsticks down, eyebrows raised in anger, "Are you talking about that cowardly, useless, mooch who juggles three relationships at once? You should be grateful that what I poured on his bed was foot soak water and not something worse! Such a scumbag who goes on and on about loving you to death but won't even spare a dime for a soda, even pouring excrement on him would sully my waste!"
Su Wan bit her spoon: "Tsk...unforgettable past.".
Yao Ye: "What about Fan Yan from the Math department?"
Xu Chengyang: "As a top music student who has never passed math since kindergarten, how could I possibly face that nerd obsessed with functions and calculus?"