Chapter 3

With a feeling in his heart, he casually picked up a blade of grass from the ground, placed it to his lips, and began to blow.

Although the grass wasn't a musical instrument, in Lin Ming's hands, it miraculously turned into a beautiful melody, echoing in the air with nostalgia, love, hatred, and anticipation for the future.

As the song finished, Lin Ming felt considerably relieved.

"I didn't expect you to have such talent!" Suddenly, a cold voice rang out from behind.

Lin Ming turned to see Sheng Mei standing there.

She was now wearing light makeup, with her hair casually tied up, looking poised and elegant.

In a purple evening dress, she exuded a mysterious and noble aura, especially with her perfect figure showcased, almost impossible to look away from.

Seeing Lin Ming's burning gaze, Sheng Mei couldn't help but glare at him. "What are you staring at? Haven't you seen it before?"

"I've never seen you so beautiful!" Lin Ming blurted out instinctively.

"What did you say?" Sheng Mei's face turned cold.

"Um, nothing..." Lin Ming Mingckled awkwardly and asked, "With your attire, is there an important event?"

"There's a charity gala tonight, and you're coming with me," Sheng Mei said.

"Why do I have to go?" Lin Ming didn't want to go. Those occasions weren't suitable for him, and going would only embarrass himself.

"You're my shield. Why did I marry you if you're not going to come with me?" Sheng Mei sneered.

"Fine," Lin Ming sighed and reluctantly agreed.

Sheng Mei glanced at him, hesitated slightly, then said, "Your music was not bad. I happen to need an accompanist. Why don't you come?"

"an accompanist? Do you have a performance?" Lin Ming couldn't help asking.

"Yes."

"What kind of performance?"

"Dance."

"Dance? You can dance too," Lin Ming said sourly. He hadn't had the chance to appreciate it yet.

"You don't know a lot of things about me. Just like I didn't know you understand music. We each have our own needs. There's no need for you to be so jealous," Sheng Mei said indifferently.

"Okay," Lin Ming touched his nose and followed Sheng Mei out of the door.

Soon, they arrived at the Dasrath Stadium in the North part of Hetauda City.

At this moment, almost every seat inside was filled, and the huge buzz could be heard hundreds of meters away.

Sheng Mei brought Lin Ming directly to the backstage, gave some instructions, and then went busy.

"How come you're here?"

Lin Ming was about to find a place to sit down when a sharp voice came from behind.

Lin Ming frowned slightly and turned around, only to see Lan Yunyue, his former girlfriend.

Lan Yunyue is now dressed in a designer princess gown, wearing a gold necklace, crystal earrings, and carrying an LV handbag, looking like a rich woman.

Looking at Lan Yunyue, Lin Ming's eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions.

Before the accident with Qin Xingxuan, he had dated Lan Yunyue for half a year.

At that time, he had genuine feelings for her. Even though he wasn't wealthy, he had never hesitated to spend money on her.

Later, when he felt the time was right, Lin Ming bought a diamond ring to propose to Lan Yunyue.

The scene that day was unforgettable for Lin Ming!

Lan Yunyue's eyes were full of disdain as she directly threw the diamond ring into the drain and then got into a luxury car.

That was the wealthy second-generation Li Yifeng, rumored to have tens of millions in assets.

At that moment, Lin Ming realized that he was probably just a spare tire, or even less than that...

"Are you here to see me? I've already told you, don't come and bother me again. We're not even in the same world," Lan Yunyue said disdainfully, staring at Lin Ming.

"See you? Bother you?" Lin Ming frowned. This woman really had a high opinion of herself.

"One should know oneself. By pestering me like this, you'll only appear pathetic and shameless, disgusting! I advise you to leave quickly," Lan Yunyue said, her face full of displeasure. She was afraid of being seen by Li Yifeng. If Li Yifeng thought they were still entangled, all her efforts over the past few days would be in vain.

"I'm not here to see you," Lin Ming said lightly.

Seeing Lin Ming's expression, Lan Yunyue couldn't help but furrow her brows. She felt that he seemed a bit different.

But soon she thought that Lin Ming must be trying to attract her attention with this attitude. Thinking of this, Lan Yunyue immediately said sharply, "Lin Ming, stop pretending. I know you like me, but I've never liked you. Being your girlfriend before was just because I was young and naive and was deceived by you!"

"You're just a loser! A waste! What qualifications do you have for me to like you?"

"Those things are in the past, I can overlook them. But I hope you won't appear in front of me in the future, otherwise my family Qinfeng won't let you off!" 

Naive? Deceived?

Clearly, she deceived him, but now she was turning the tables on him.

Lin Ming couldn't be bothered to argue with her. He simply said, "I'm here, and it has nothing to do with you. Someone else invited me."

"Invited you?" Lan Yunyue sneered. "This is a circle of elites in society! Even if you're poor, what qualifications do you have to be here?"

"Our performance is not for you country bumpkins to watch!"

"Playing the lute to a cow!"

"Before the show officially begins, get out of here!"

Lan Yunyue's face was full of arrogance, her tone sharp and her words cutting to the bone.

Seeing her attitude, Lin Ming's heart grew even colder. "Is this not your home? You're being too overbearing!"

"Shouting, huh? You've grown quite bold in just a few months without seeing each other," just then, a young man wearing designer clothes and looking frivolous walked over. This young man was Li Yifeng.

"Brother Feng!" Lan Yunyue saw Li Yifeng and immediately greeted him with a cloying voice, leaning tightly against him.

Li Yifeng's face immediately lit up with enjoyment, and he smirked, "You're such a little vixen. I'll give you a good time tonight!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Ming was thoroughly disappointed in Lan Yunyue. She had become just a stranger in his heart.

"I haven't thanked you yet. You've been talking to Lan Yunyue for so long, and she's still the same. Maybe you're not capable?" Seeing Lin Ming's silence, Li Yifeng became even more smug.