“I’m Afraid That Won’t Go as You Wish.”

The stage was brightly lit, drawing all eyes.

But not far below, it was cold and deserted, unnoticed.

A stark contrast between the two.

When the two women’s gazes met, it was as if sparks flew in the air, creating an invisible tension.

No one knew how Qiao Sisi managed to spot Qin Yun in the crowd, but she did, and she saw the woman’s sour expression, as if she wanted nothing more than to take her place.

That was enough.

Qin Yun’s first plan had failed. Did she really think the rest would go smoothly?

Qiao Sisi’s provocation nearly made Qin Yun explode with anger.

Who could explain why Qiao Sisi was on the island?

Song Qinghuan was one thing; she could be chalked up to coincidence.

But now, even the always-busy Qiao Sisi, who never had time for vacations, was here. If Qin Yun still thought it was a coincidence, she’d be truly foolish.

And it was clear Qiao Sisi was here for Fang Zhou.

Now on stage, she was openly holding Fang Zhou’s arm. What else wouldn’t she do?

“Is this what you meant by ‘the show won’t start without me’?”

Qin Yun felt her anger rising, unable to vent it, and could only cast a cold glance at the staff, her chill evident.

The startled worker shivered, stammering, “I don’t know what’s going on!”

“I haven’t received any notice of a change. I thought everything was proceeding as usual!”

He spoke with a hint of grievance, showing Qin Yun his phone with the work chat.

One glance, and Qin Yun understood.

“No need to look. You’re not high enough in the hierarchy; they didn’t inform you.”

“What?”

The worker was bewildered, thinking: I’m at the manager level, isn’t that enough?

Qin Yun gave him a mocking look, full of disdain.

“Regardless, you breached the contract first, causing me financial loss and allowing my boyfriend to have an ambiguous interaction with another woman, causing me emotional distress. Better get a good lawyer.”

With that, Qin Yun walked away, removing her bridal outfit (an outer coat) as she confidently strode toward the stage in her high heels.

Her demeanor suggested she was ready for a showdown.

The staff member following her reluctantly called his boss to report the situation.

“Hello? Boss, what’s going on? My client didn’t even go up, and the show started! They’re angry and want us to pay damages!”

The boss replied leisurely, “Don’t worry, Xiao Li. A bigger client has already paid, including damages. We’re not afraid!”

“But isn’t this against the spirit of the contract? What if no one wants to work with us in the future?”

The boss remained calm, “Impossible! We’ll just say it was an accident. Every worker makes mistakes! Blame it on outsourcing; it’s not our company’s fault!”

The staff silently thought: Classic capitalism, using excuses straight from the internet.

After hanging up, the boss eagerly texted the patron.

“Mission accomplished, remember to pay the balance~”

The patron’s reply was as aloof as ever.

“Understood, finance has been notified.”

In the same event, some were troubled, while others rejoiced.

On stage, Qiao Sisi clung to Fang Zhou’s arm, not letting go, her bright eyes fixed on him, as if afraid he’d escape. Hand in hand, they walked down in front of everyone.

Finally backstage, Fang Zhou sighed in relief, feeling the burning gaze on his back fade. Qiao Sisi, oblivious, was overjoyed, her face radiating happiness as if she had gained the world. Her smile was like a blooming flower, exuding charm. Her eyes sparkled with joy and contentment, making the world seem beautiful.

Qiao Sisi’s happiness was so genuine and pure, it was touching.

She even surprised him, looking up to ask, “Hehe, where are we sleeping tonight?”

Fang Zhou nearly choked on his saliva.

“Cough, cough, of course, you sleep in your place, and I sleep in mine.”

What a joke, he hadn’t broken up with Qin Yun yet. If he got involved with Qiao Sisi, they’d both end up chopped by Qin Yun.

Qiao Sisi didn’t mind, seeming to see through Fang Zhou’s worry. She leaned closer, looking into his eyes, and softly said, “Isn’t your relationship with Qin Yun just a transaction?”

“But I’m sincere with you.”

“You like me, don’t you?”

Her breath was as light as a feather on his face, tickling him.

Facing her big, bright eyes, filled with undisguised, passionate feelings, Fang Zhou couldn’t lie to himself.

He couldn’t bring himself to lie.

Reflecting on their reunion, aside from her initial extreme behavior, it was mostly him hurting her.

He knew guilt and a desire to make amends weren’t love.

But how could a first love that moved him be just guilt and amends?

Seeing his silence but genuine emotion in his eyes, Qiao Sisi felt more confident.

She stepped closer, gently saying, “Fang Zhou, I want to marry you, publicly, accepting everyone’s blessings, okay?”

Marriage.

Fang Zhou was momentarily dazed, feeling the weight of those words.

It represented not just love, but responsibility and commitment.

He had considered marriage before, but it always failed.

Over time, he grew distant from the idea.

A child who witnessed his grandparents’ and parents’ beautiful love, how could he not yearn for a happy family?

“Whoosh.”

At that moment, a noise behind them drew their attention.

A helicopter descended from the sky, landing precisely on the open ground behind the stage.

The cabin door slowly opened, and a woman in a white wedding dress gracefully emerged.

“I’m afraid that won’t go as you wish.”