Ling Sheng’s lips suddenly curled up into a smile. Her beautiful face curved as she watched the audience below her shout like crazy.
The Third Master.
It was very strange. However, although he was very far away, she recognized him at first glance.
Her performance must have been very beautiful, as the audience below was speaking to her with passion.
“Ling Sheng!”
Someone in the crowd suddenly pointed at her and shouted.
Everyone looked in the direction of the stage, only to discover that the person on it had already hurried off the stage.
When Ling Sheng heard someone call her name, she thought to herself that she was done for. Was she going to be on the hottest searches again? Sister Mei had clearly told her to keep a low profile, so her visit had not been made public. Even the Peanuts did not know about it.
“I’m going to the washroom,” Ling Sheng told Liu Sui and the others before running toward the nearest teaching building in the rain.
When she walked out of the washroom, she saw a man in black suddenly appear in front of her. He was wearing a mask and sunglasses and, filled with murderous intent, he was carrying a big bucket with liquid that he splashed at her.
Ling Sheng wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The liquid in the bucket had been poured at her.
She closed her eyes subconsciously, but someone suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace. A jacket was then draped over her head, protecting her from head to toe. Meanwhile, a calming, refreshing scent wafted over. She turned around and hugged the man’s waist. “Professor Gu, do you know how to tell the fortune? Did you fly here?”
It was the Third Master.
How had he followed her so quickly?
Jun Shiyan’s handsome face was extremely livid. His whole body emitted a terrifyingly cold and murderous aura as he shot a cold look at the escaping assailant. “Catch him.”
The assailant had not expected that things would not work out. He wanted to run, but Xu Xi kicked him to the ground. Thus, he cursed Ling Sheng venomously. “Ling Sheng, evil sluts like you die horrible deaths. Just you wait. We won’t let you off!”
“Shut his mouth!” Jun Shiyan frowned, his tone sounding displeased as he turned around with Ling Sheng in his arms.
Ling Sheng lifted the jacket, which reeked of oil paint. She threw it away in disgust and poked the man’s chest. In a serious tone, she said, “Professor Gu, please respect yourself. I already have a boyfriend.”
Jun Shiyan lowered his eyes and looked at the young lady’s pretty face. In a hoarse voice, he said, “Then I’ll announce that you’re mine now. Break up with him immediately!”
Ling Sheng had not expected him to cooperate with her. She retracted her hand and hooked it under his chin, her eyes crinkling as she smiled. “But I love my boyfriend a lot!”
“How much do you love him?” Jun Shiyan’s voice carried a hint of a smile as he acted along with her. “Is he as handsome as me? Is he as gentle and considerate as me? Or is he richer than me?”
Ling Sheng held in her laughter, her face turning red as she frowned slightly. In a second, she got into character and said lovingly, “I don’t like his looks or his family background. I just like him. Therefore, I… won’t break up with him.”
Jun Shiyan suddenly lowered his head and buried it in her ear. His slightly hoarse voice was sexy and seductive. “You’re the only one I like.”
The moment the man’s slightly cold lips brushed past her earlobe, she felt as itchy as though a feather had lightly brushed past her heart. Her heart raced, and she wanted to push him away. However, she forced herself to calm down. She looked up at him and asked, “How much do you like me?”
Jun Shiyan thought for a while, his gaze gentle and affectionate as he stared at her. His thin lips moved slightly as he smiled. “I want to experience everything with your hand in mine. Wherever my heart’s at ease, that’s my homeland.”