On the other side, the National Grand Theater.
Gu Bingjun had already taken his seat in the VIP area, yet he seemed restless, glancing at his phone now and then, apparently waiting for something.
Seeing this, Ning Yichen, who was accompanying him, asked with a smile, "Mr. Gu, what’s the matter?"
Gu Bingjun took a deep breath and shook his head, "It’s nothing."
...Zhixi, that girl, why hasn’t she called him yet? How exactly is Xiaobao?
Observing his state, Ning Yichen considerately said, "Mr. Gu, I will go backstage to check on their preparation. Please wait for a moment."
Upon hearing this, Gu Bingjun broke into a smile, "All right, please do as you like."
Ning Yichen immediately stood up and left, and after he was gone, Gu Bingjun hurriedly dialed Zhixi’s number.
However, even after several attempts, no one picked up the phone.
That darn girl! Why won’t she answer the phone? Could it be that something truly happened to Xiaobao? The more Gu Bingjun thought about it, the more anxious and worried he became.
He thought for a moment, then dialed Pei Yuanchen’s number.
Pei Yuanchen answered quickly, "Godfather, what’s up?"
Gu Bingjun found the background noise on the other end quite raucous and was somewhat perplexed, "Where are you?"
"At the Grand Theater..." Pei Yuanchen replied languidly, "Since I had nothing to do, I came over to join the excitement."
Gu Bingjun couldn’t help feeling annoyed, "You’re here and you didn’t even tell me... Never mind, that’s not the point! Do you know how Xiaobao is? Zhixi was supposed to call me, but I’ve got no news, and she’s not answering my calls either!"
"Xiaobao? He’s doing great. He Jingyao has already sent him back to Wanhe Qianfeng Garden," Pei Yuanchen chuckled, "Don’t worry, I think Xiaobao isn’t sick at all. He Jingyao was just using that to pressure your daughter to show up."
"...If Xiaobao isn’t sick, where did that girl run off to?" Gu Bingjun’s voice involuntarily rose a bit.
"Where else could she go? Think about it. He Jingyao went through all that trouble to trick her into going there; do you think he’d let her off easily?" Pei Yuanchen clicked his tongue twice, "You shouldn’t meddle in their affairs. Just enjoy the show."
Pei Yuanchen then abruptly hung up the call.
Gu Bingjun was so frustrated he almost found it amusing.
But knowing that his beloved grandson was fine, it eased a great deal of his concerns... As for his daughter, she was destined to be entangled with He Jingyao anyway. Considering they even had a child, it was best he didn’t concern himself with whatever the two of them were up to now.
On the other side, backstage.
Lu Qixi had just settled at her spot when her phone started ringing.
It was her agent calling.
She exhaled slowly and answered, "Hello, Chen Ge."
"There’s a performance at the Grand Theater today; you haven’t forgotten, have you?" Chen Ge’s voice was filled with deep suspicion.
"Of course not. I’m already here," Lu Qixi rolled her eyes, "I’m the finale, and I’m about to start makeup."
"That’s good to hear. I’m tied up with other matters today and can’t be there with you, just don’t cause any trouble," Chen Ge finished and hung up the call.
Lu Qixi tossed her phone aside and the corners of her mouth curved into a cold smirk.
She used to be Xingyi’s lead artist, and Chen Ge, her agent, only managed her in the past. However, due to her defiance, the company was already intent on reducing her influence, and even Chen Ge was saddled with a few newcomers.
Her contract with Xingyi had one more year left, and she was stubbornly refusing to renew. The upcoming year would likely be very difficult for her.