Chapter 195: Why Are You So Clingy

Perhaps it was because she had drunk some alcohol, or perhaps it was the phone call she had with Sheng Yu before bed, but Zhu Yuan did not have the nightmares she had expected.

She just did not expect that she would run into Sheng Hongyao as soon as she stepped out of her hotel room.

Sheng Hongyao had a black overcoat draped over his arm and was wearing a crisp, dark gray suit; his hair was combed meticulously, and a cold sneer appeared on his stern face the moment he saw Zhu Yuan.

His secretary followed behind him, pushing two black suitcases.

Zhu Yuan clenched her hand inside her pocket.

How unlucky, to run into Sheng Hongyao even in Yucheng.

The elevator arrived, but Zhu Yuan did not enter.

"Miss Zhu, let's go first," Enzo said to Zhu Yuan. "I will protect you, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Zhu Yuan's expression was cold: "No rush, what harm is there in letting him go first."

Sheng Hongyao walked to her side with steady steps and held the elevator door.

"Miss Zhu, see you at the shareholders' meeting in two days."

He walked into the elevator with his secretary.

As the elevator doors slowly closed, the man raised his eyes, his cold, sharp gaze sweeping across Zhu Yuan's face.

Zhu Yuan returned him a composed smile.

Sheng Hongyao narrowed his eyes; he had truly underestimated this woman before.

Zhu Yuan went to the Theater to rehearse with the other actors to familiarize herself with the stage.

The first tour performance began in the afternoon.

She had bought a ticket for Zhu Qi in advance, and he sat in the middle of the audience, accompanied by Song Ci.

The rows of flower baskets backstage were all sent to Zhu Yuan.

Seeing the character 【Yu】 signed on the green ribbon of a flower basket, Zhu Yuan could not help but lift the corners of her mouth.

"Xiao Fengzheng is so happy! Even from so far away, Young Master Yu still sends you flower baskets, and so many at that."

"President Sheng is truly spoiling Xiao Fengzheng."

Everyone was chatting away, only Troupe Leader Hao was complaining internally about Zhu Yuan's double standards.

Back then, when Second Master Pei sent her flower baskets, she moved them out basket by basket, not giving Second Master Pei any face at all.

Troupe Leader Hao sighed.

However, when Zhu Yuan got up to prepare to go to the wings, she saw a flower basket with a different style among the many others.

—Wishing you a successful performance

Signature: Shen

This handwriting, this signature!

Zhu Yuan had once received a bouquet sent to her by Shen Yijing; because that person was Shen Yijing, she had been extra careful, fearing that Sheng Yu would be enraged if he saw her accepting flowers from Shen Yijing, so she had personally burned the handwritten card from Shen Yijing.

She remembered that handwriting.

Zhu Yuan's heart sank, and she hurriedly walked out to find Enzo. "How many people are in Yucheng?"

Enzo did not understand why Zhu Yuan suddenly asked this, but he still answered her quickly: "Young Master Yu sent thirty people to secretly protect your safety. What's wrong?"

Zhu Yuan nodded and handed the card in her hand to Enzo. "I recognize this handwriting; it is Shen Yijing. I suspect she is in Yucheng, but I cannot rule out that it is a smokescreen. Moreover, if she anticipated that I would guess she is here and I mobilize people to find her, then there would be fewer people left to protect me; this is a good strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain. So, our people must not move yet. I remember Sheng Yu's uncle is in Yucheng, right?"

For Shen Yijing to dare to send her flowers so blatantly, the possibility of her trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain was extremely high.

Enzo clapped his hands. "That's right. I will contact the Yu Family immediately. Miss Zhu, please perform with peace of mind and do not let these matters distract you."

Shen Yijing must be caught.

Because Tu Ge had already found the account that transferred money to Haibin back then, and it was Shen Yijing.

That woman dared to hire someone to commit murder; as long as she was kept alive for one more day, Young Master Yu and Miss Zhu would be in danger for one more day.

After adjusting her emotions, Zhu Yuan went on stage and began to perform.

The moment she locked eyes with Song Ci in the audience, the corners of Song Ci's mouth curved, and she could not help but laugh.

And Zhu Yuan, as an actor with high professional standards, almost could not help but break character the moment she met her best friend's eyes.

In the end, she forced herself not to laugh.

Damn it, she shouldn't have invited Song Ci!

And Song Ci was in the audience, looking at Zhu Yuan.

With this appearance, this figure, and this voice, even if Sheng Yu were the most handsome man in the world, Song Ci still felt he was not worthy of her best friend!

A man who even sleeps with a friend he grew up with, and after sleeping with her, drives her out of the country!

As expected, anyone who can call Yuan Fengye a brother is no good!

The more Song Ci thought about it, the angrier she got, until she heard Zhu Qi ask cautiously: "Xiao Ci, what's wrong?"

Only then did Song Ci realize belatedly that she had been gripping Zhu Qi's wrist, leaving marks on the old man's wrist.

She hurriedly pulled her hand away and rubbed the old man's wrist. "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I'm sorry. I was thinking about something just now and got too caught up in my emotions. I'm fine, please continue watching the play."

After Zhu Yuan finished her performance, Zhu Qi went backstage to find Zhu Yuan with Song Ci's support.

Ordinary audience members were not allowed near the backstage area. Enzo saw the old man from afar, walked up with a smile, and said to the Bodyguard: "This is Old Master Zhu, Miss Zhu's grandfather."

When Zhu Qi saw Enzo, the corners of his mouth had just curled up, but once he remembered that Enzo was one of Sheng Yu's people who had kept him in the dark during the New Year, he immediately snorted coldly and avoided the hand Enzo extended.

As he passed by Enzo, he said indignantly: "Birds of a feather."

When Enzo heard the old man scolding him like that, he became anxious. "Old Master, I am me, and Young Master Yu is Young Master Yu; you cannot hold me collectively responsible."

He remembered Tu Ge telling him that when Young Master Yu came to Yucheng to learn how to make soybean paste noodles from the old man, he was implicated again in the "bullying the elderly" incident!

Zhu Qi did not listen to his explanation and quickened his pace.

Zhu Yuan was drinking water backstage when she turned around and saw Song Ci supporting Zhu Qi as they walked in.

Grandpa was leaning on his cane with one hand and holding a bouquet of fresh flowers in the other, saying happily: "My dear granddaughter is just wonderful!"

Zhu Yuan smiled and took the bouquet, "Thank you, Grandfather. I have another scene tonight, so I won't be able to join you for dinner. Let Song Ci keep you company."

"It's no trouble, you go ahead and be busy."

After Song Ci took Zhu Qi out, Situ walked to Zhu Yuan's side.

"Miss Zhu, I have already contacted the people from the Yu Family. They have begun a full-scale search for Shen Yijing. The Yu Family has kept a low profile these past few years, but their true strength is already capable of rivaling the Sheng Family. With the Yu Family mobilized to cast a net from which there is no escape, I don't believe we won't be able to find Shen Yijing."

Zhu Yuan nodded, "Then I will have to trouble you all over these next few days."

"It's no trouble, no trouble at all..."

Enzo did not dare to disturb her rest and exited the dressing room.

At this moment, his phone chimed; it was a message sent by Situ—

When he saw the message, he was stunned for a moment, but upon second thought, it made perfect sense; it was exactly the kind of thing that person would do.

In the evening, after Zhu Yuan finished her performance and the curtain call, she prepared to return backstage to remove her makeup.

The backstage area was bustling with people coming and going. As she stepped down the stairs, she looked up and saw a man standing not far away, holding a bouquet of vibrant red roses.

That cold, stern face, that tall and upright figure.

Zhu Yuan's heart beat wildly and erratically, yet her pace quickened, dodging the others coming toward her.

Sheng Yu strode over with his long legs.

As the two drew closer, Sheng Yu let out a low sigh and pulled her into his embrace.

Before he could even speak, Zhu Yuan buried her face in his chest and said coquettishly, "Why are you so clingy!"