Chapter 128: Chapter 129 Music Festival_1
The assistant from the back seat disembarked, swiftly moving around the front of the car and deftly opening the driver’s seat door for Qiao Xiaren. He then made a respectful inviting gesture with a bent waist and raised hand.
Silently, he caught Si Limo’s approving glance and mentally congratulated himself for his nimbleness.
Shen Sichen and Ye Mohan were stunned on one side. When Si Limo’s gaze passed over them nonchalantly, both felt a chill on their spines.
Ye Mohan suddenly felt incredibly insignificant standing in front of this man. He looked down at his yellowing sneakers, beginning to feel uneasy.
Si Limo’s inherent elegance and aristocratic air made him feel utterly humiliated.
How could Qiao Xiaren know such a man? He had previously guessed that after leaving Shanshui Town, Qiao Xiaren’s life would be even harder than theirs, penniless, perhaps unable to afford even food and rent.
But he hadn’t expected that not only was Qiao Xiaren doing well, she also knew a man of such extraordinary stature.
When he and Shen Sichen left Shanshui Town, they could only afford to rent a small house to live in.
Living in the Capital was unlike other places, the rent was not only high, but the locations were also remote. However, the thought that Qiao Xiaren might be in a more pitiful situation than them always strangely brought balance to their feelings.
He couldn’t bear the dramatic shift in Qiao Xiaren’s attitude towards him. In his mind, Qiao Xiaren should admire and look up to him for a lifetime.
What made Ye Mohan even more bitter was that on their Master’s deathbed, he had called only Xiaren to his side, leaving the three of them behind.
“Did you purposely wait here for me today?” Qiao Xiaren, instead of getting into the car, couldn’t help but ask this question to Si Limo.
“Yes, I’ve been waiting for you.” Si Limo suddenly felt his words were too explicit, and he coughed lightly and explained, “I’m here to deliver your invitation to the music festival. Get in the car first, and we’ll talk later.”
Music festival? Qiao Xiaren thought as she slightly bent over and got into the car, taking her seat in the passenger side. Ever since “The Beauty of the Past” and “Song of the Great Wind” were both nominated, she had indeed heard that she would be invited to attend the festival.
However, now that Qiao Xiaren wasn’t affiliated with any company and didn’t have an agent, there was no easy way to deliver the notice directly to her.
Qiao Xiaren was surprised to find out that Si Limo would be the one delivering her invitation. She accepted it, and noticed that the cover was adorned with black lace outlined by golden threads. It was made of parchment and emblazoned with beautiful English calligraphy.
The combination of Eastern and Western influences, even in the invitation design, showed how meticulous the festival organizers were.
“I will accompany you to the festival.”
“Yes, it’s not a good idea for you to attend this kind of event on your own.”
Qiao Xiaren was slightly surprised. Conventionally, she would be expected to walk the red carpet, sign autographs, and present awards to winners at such a grand occasion with numerous celebrities.
If she attended arm in arm with this man, wouldn’t all the attention be on him?
In truth, she knew most of the celebrities and business magnates active in the entertainment industry and had participated in various award ceremonies in her past life. She knew the ropes and was therefore not the least bit fearful. Furthermore, Xu Jingjing and Bu Gang would also be attending with her.
However, Si Limo was worried that she might be targeted by lecherous investors and industry insiders if she attended alone. She was so beautiful, she would attract malicious individuals.
Qiao Xiaren turned her head to look at the man beside her. He did not possess overbearing aura that he did at first. Truthfully, since their first meeting, he only emanated a serene and even tender feeling whenever he was around her.
That feeling was like a soft warmth radiating from within him, shooting little arrows that seeped into her heart, bit by bit.
A corner of Qiao Xiaren’s heart was touched. The void within her seemed to be slowly mending.