In the car.

Jing Kuan put the two boxes of things in the back seat.

"Mr. Zhou, I have received two more in a row. This is the third time. Do you want to remind my wife to pay attention to safety?"

Zhou Yanhuai leaned on the chair, holding the note in the box in his hand.

Jing Kuan glanced at the dismembered and bloody dolls in the box, feeling a little horrified, "The person who sent the package was very alert and couldn't find any information for a while. My wife will have a large-scale performance at the Art Center in the next few days. If you get the tickets If all are sold, there will be thousands of spectators watching at the scene, and the situation will be unpredictable... The dance company asked if my wife will not be allowed to perform?"

Zhou Yanhuai's face was dark and he couldn't tell what he meant.

Jing Kuan also knew that it was difficult. In order to prepare for this performance, Shen Weisu had put in a lot of effort and had high expectations. If she was not allowed to go on stage because of something that might be a prank, she would never accept it.

Zhou Yanhuai never expressed his position. He raised his hand and balled up the note, indicating to Jing Kuan, "Get rid of it."

Jing Kuan nodded, came over, sealed the box, and took it out.

…

Shen Weisu rested for two days, and the redness and swelling on his face almost disappeared, so he returned to the dance troupe to continue rehearsing.

Cheng Yi also came back soon. He insisted that it was nothing serious and was afraid that resting for a long time would affect his condition.

It was hard for her to explain what happened before and after that day, but fortunately Cheng Yi didn't ask anything.

Weisu thanked him very much. The two of them concentrated on preparing for the performance and worked overtime at night.

At the end of the day, Cheng Yi made a small mistake while doing a difficult last move, slipped and twisted his foot.

He kept saying that he was fine, but Weisu was afraid that he was serious and hurriedly went to the cabinet in the locker room to find medicine.

At this moment, everyone else had left, and she was alone in the huge dressing room. She suddenly felt very nervous, so she took the medicine and hurried out.

As soon as I opened the door, I bumped into a lot of people.

When she was nervous, Cheng Yi quickly said, "It's my sister Weisu. I thought you might be scared alone, so I came over to greet you."

Weisu breathed a sigh of relief, "Why are you running around when your feet are twisted?"

Cheng Yi followed her obediently back to the rehearsal room. He took off his shoes and socks and sat there applying medicine.

Seeing her staring uneasily, Cheng Yi said, "Don't worry, Sister Weisu, I'm not a child."

Weisu saw that the gauze was loosely wrapped around him, so he felt uneasy and started to help him wrap it up, "Aren't you a child?"

Cheng Yi became serious, "Of course I am not. I call you senior sister because I respect you, but it does not mean that I am really your brother."

Weisu looked at his energetic single eyelids and smiled, yes, he is not her brother, but she has always regarded him as one.

Watching her help him wrap his ankle and fix it, Cheng Yi stretched out his hand and Shen Weisu took his arm and helped him up.

He put his arm on her shoulders and was trying to move on the ground with his strength, when suddenly there was a slight cough at the door——

Weisu raised his head, first saw Jing Kuan, who was surprised, and then saw Zhou Yanhuai with a gloomy look behind him.

Weisu didn't expect them to show up. Cheng Yi reacted first and took his arm off her shoulders, "Thank you, senior sister. My feet should be fine. I'll leave first."

Cheng Yi took the things and walked out. When he passed by Zhou Yanhuai, he glanced at him and passed by without saying hello.

Weisu also took the things, and as the two of them went downstairs, Zhou Yanhuai asked Jingkuan to leave. He drove by himself, while Weisu sat in the passenger seat.

As soon as they arrived at the intersection, they encountered a red light and heard the roar of motorcycles. Weisu looked outside and saw Cheng Yi's cool car parked next to Zhou Yanhuai.

Cheng Yi rested his legs on the ground, and his eyes under the mask seemed to be rushing into the car. During the dozens of seconds at the red light, the atmosphere felt indescribably stagnant.

The moment the light turned green, Cheng Yi turned his head and the car roared and sped away.

Weisu didn't know if it was an illusion, but veins appeared in Zhou Yanhuai's hand holding the steering wheel. The speed at which the car started shocked her, and she subconsciously held down his arm.

But it was obvious that she was overthinking it. The car drove smoothly and she immediately retracted her hand.

There was no words all the way. When we arrived at Lanyuan, Shen Wei and Su Wu got out of the car and went back to the room.

After taking a shower, when she came out, she saw Zhou Yanhuai standing by the floor-to-ceiling window smoking. He had been in the guest room for the past two days, so she subconsciously closed the collar of her pajamas.

Zhou Yanhuai watched her actions and his eyebrows darkened.

Weisu didn't have the heart to deal with him, so he returned to the bed and sat down, holding his tablet to watch the video of the day's dance.

Zhou Yanhuai caught a glimpse of those scenes from the side. She and Cheng Yitiao were either hugging each other or throwing them up. They looked very intimate and in perfect harmony with each other.

Zhou Yanhuai found the sound annoying, so he walked towards her and reached out to take away her tablet.

Shen Weisu thought he wanted to do something, so she suddenly avoided him defensively and distantly, as if she was afraid that he would touch her.

This move made Zhou Yanhuai's face suddenly darken. Just as he was about to speak, his cell phone rang. He glanced and it was Xu Zhining.

Shen Weisu also saw it, his eyebrows were indifferent and he didn't mind, and he continued to turn his head to watch her dancing video.

Zhou Yanhuai took a deep breath and didn't leave. He took his mobile phone and walked to the sofa nearby, sat down, folded his legs, and answered the call in front of her.

Xu Zhanning's crying voice came, "Yan Huai, what should I do! The art center said that the equipment at the venue where I am holding the art exhibition is out of order and wants me to cancel or reschedule it. What should I do? I have been preparing for the art exhibition for so long!"

Zhou Yanhuai sat there, half of his face hidden in the dark, silent and chilling.

Hearing no response, Xu Zhaning said anxiously, "Can you help me? The art exhibition cannot be cancelled. I have invited many collectors and painters. It is rare for so many people in the industry to get together. Maybe you are looking for something." There will be progress..."

Zhou Yanhuai's black eyes moved for a moment, and his gaze fell on Shen Weisu's expressionless face, "I will make arrangements."

Xu Zhining breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't contact Zhou Yanhuai these days, and she thought she had angered Shen Weisu by refusing to answer his call, but now it seemed that it didn't matter.

Her depression was swept away, and she asked tentatively, "Yanhuai, Director Wang said, the best arrangement is to move the exhibition to next Sunday... That day is Miss Shen's dance troupe performance, but we are not the same type of show, They won’t affect each other.”

Weisu heard it clearly. No matter how calm she was, she couldn't help it anymore. She gritted her teeth and stared at Zhou Yanhuai, "I don't agree!"

Zhou Yanhuai hung up the phone, his cold eyes swept over her face that finally showed signs of confusion, "What qualifications do you have to disagree, huh?"


Chapter completed!