Chapter 352: Regret at Meeting Too Late

The hostess then held the cue card and microphone, saying with a beaming smile: "Next is a flute performance. The performer is the well-known superstar Lin Jingying, and the piece she will play is her own original composition—'Parting'!"

"Let us welcome Miss Lin Jingying to the stage with a round of applause!"

The hostess began clapping as soon as she finished speaking, and the guests below the stage also started to applaud, causing the sound of clapping in the hall to be like thunder.

The hostess quickly left the stage, but Lin Jingying was slow to appear.

However, a melodious melody had already drifted from backstage, and before long, Lin Jingying walked out from backstage while playing the flute.

Tonight, Lin Jingying was dressed in a white-based cheongsam with pink floral patterns; her jet-black hair was pinned behind her head, and her fair, delicate cheeks were exceptionally bright and moving.

The flute in her hand was very long and looked difficult to master, but Lin Jingying handled it with ease, and her flute performance was like music from heaven!

Seeing the superstar Lin Jingying finally appear on stage, the atmosphere at the venue instantly reached a climax.

However, this was a concert, not a live show, so none of the guests present dared to shout or clap to interrupt Lin Jingying's performance.

They all suppressed the joy and excitement in their hearts to appreciate Lin Jingying's performance.

Yang Lili whispered: "Lin Jingying seems to be getting more and more beautiful, and I always feel that her temperament is different from before."

"How is it different?" Tang Yurou asked.

"I can't put my finger on it, but I just feel it's different," Yang Lili said.

Tang Yurou couldn't be bothered to waste words with Yang Lili, and instead exclaimed: "As expected of a superstar, her flute-playing level is truly incomparable to others."

"Indeed, this is the first time I've heard such beautiful flute music," Yang Lili agreed.

Suddenly, Lin Jingying looked over toward Lin Feng.

Seeing Lin Feng sitting beside Yang Lili, Lin Jingying was immediately startled; her beautiful eyes widened, and the performance stopped abruptly!

The melodious and graceful tune came to an instant halt, and the concert hall became completely silent.

"What... what's the situation?"

"Why did Lin Jingying stop?"

"Could it be that she forgot how to play while playing?"

"Are you kidding? She's a professional; how could she make such a low-level mistake?"

"Something must have happened to distract Lin Jingying!"

The guests at the scene all began to discuss it, talking over one another, unable to stop.

Even Yang Lili and Tang Yurou felt very puzzled, and the two girls whispered to each other.

Meanwhile, Lin Jingying was still looking at Lin Feng; her face showed excitement and joy, but at the same time, it contained a deep sense of annoyance.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, smiled bitterly repeatedly.

Suddenly, Yang Lili said: "Yurou, have you noticed? It seems like Lin Jingying is looking at us."

"I had that feeling just now too. Do you know Lin Jingying?" Tang Yurou asked.

"I don't know her," Yang Lili said.

"Then that's truly hellish," Tang Yurou said.

Half a minute passed without anyone noticing, and Lin Jingying on stage took a few deep breaths before finally adjusting her emotions.

Afterward, she smiled and said: "I am truly sorry. A small accident occurred just now, and I was distracted... Everyone, can you give me a chance to start over?"

The guests at the scene certainly wouldn't be so tactless as to refuse, and the vast majority of them nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, of course!"

"Miss Lin, it doesn't matter how long you perform!"

"That's right, starting over a few times is fine!"

Lin Jingying nodded with a smile and said: "Thank you. I will perform again, but this time I will not play 'Parting', but another piece I composed myself—'Regret at Meeting Too Late'."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Jingying put the flute to her lips and began to play softly.

The previous 'Parting', although melodious and graceful, had always contained a hint of sorrow.

However, the 'Regret at Meeting Too Late' that Lin Jingying was playing now had a light and pleasant melody that made people feel happy just listening to it; the sad and oppressive atmosphere was swept away, and the atmosphere in the hall instantly changed.

A few minutes passed, and Lin Jingying's flute performance finally ended.

She bowed gracefully and then walked toward the backstage.

But the moment she was about to disappear from the stage, she hooked her finger in a way that was almost impossible to detect.

Others might not have noticed, but how could Lin Feng, who was at the Martial Emperor realm, fail to observe it?

And he understood Lin Jingying's meaning perfectly well.

Lin Jingying was telling him to leave this place and find a spot for a private meeting.

Glancing at Yang Lili, who was still whispering to Tang Yurou, Lin Feng said: "I'm not feeling well; I'm going to the restroom."

"Then go ahead," Yang Lili said.

Lin Feng nodded, stood up, quickly left the first-floor hall, and after asking a few staff members, walked toward Lin Jingying's lounge.

Lin Feng did not know that as soon as he left, Yang Lili and Tang Yurou followed him.

Yang Lili was smart; she wouldn't believe the nonsense about Lin Feng suddenly feeling unwell, so she had already decided to follow him to see when she agreed.

Tang Yurou originally didn't intend to come, but she couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart.

"Lin Feng really didn't go to the restroom!"

Yang Lili said through gritted teeth, the expression on her face angry and resentful.

Tang Yurou then asked: "Then where is he going?"

"How would I know? But he lied to me and said he was going to the restroom, so he must be up to something bad!" Yang Lili said in a low voice, her teeth clicking together.

Seeing Lin Feng enter a lounge, Yang Lili and Tang Yurou hurriedly ran over and pressed against the door to look inside through the keyhole.

But there was only one keyhole, so the two of them had to take turns watching, pushing and shoving each other in a chaotic mess.

"My god, this is Lin Jingying's lounge, and Lin Jingying is inside," Tang Yurou said in disbelief.

"How did Lin Feng end up in Lin Jingying's lounge? Could it be that they know each other? Wait, Lin Jingying's surname is Lin, and Lin Feng's surname is also Lin; could they be related?" Yang Lili muttered to herself.

Inside the lounge, Lin Feng strode up to Lin Jingying and said with a smile, "Senior Sister, it's been a long ti—"

Lin Feng had only spoken half a sentence when Lin Jingying, who was on the sofa, suddenly jumped up, threw herself onto Lin Feng, and took the initiative to plant a sweet kiss, sealing Lin Feng's lips with it.

Consequently, the second half of Lin Feng's sentence could only be swallowed back into his stomach.

Outside the door, Yang Lili instantly flew into a rage upon seeing this scene; she could no longer hold back, slammed open the lounge door, and roared as she charged toward Lin Jingying.

"Stop—no, shut up! Let go of him, he is my boyfriend!"