Chapter 112: An Indirect Confession
A small incident on the red carpet left Ruan Yu unsettled. Learning that Teng Yi was single, she couldn’t tell whether she felt relieved or even more upset.
If he didn’t have a girlfriend, why was he so distant and cold toward her, as if pushing her away?
Guests arrived one after another, leaving Ruan Yu no time to dwell on personal matters. Just as the red carpet segment finally ended, her assistant Xiu Xiu hurried her to change outfits.
Ruan Yu’s second gown was a GV haute couture piece from the autumn-winter collection. The dress, adorned with intricate crystal embroidery and featuring a sweetheart neckline, exuded romantic elegance with a hint of subtle sensuality.
"Xiao Ruan, you’re breaking the rules with how stunning you look," Wei Liao teased from below, giving her a thumbs-up. "Like a goddess descended from heaven, no wonder Luo Sheng chases after you all day."
"Have you seen him chasing me?"
"That’s what everyone’s saying."
"Stop gossiping."
Ruan Yu linked arms with Wei Liao and gracefully stepped onto the stage.
Though they worked for different TV stations, this wasn’t their first time co-hosting. Wei Liao’s humor and Ruan Yu’s versatility complemented each other perfectly, making every collaboration seamless—this time would be no exception.
Once on stage, Ruan Yu and Wei Liao stood side by side, their effortless chemistry quickly setting the tone.
The venue’s scattered lighting made it hard to see every guest in the audience, but Teng Yi stood out clearly. Seated in the front-row VIP section, his black suit absorbed the ambient glow, blending him into the surroundings—yet the crisp white collar of his shirt made him impossible to miss.
His gaze rested on her, quiet yet intense, like the first snowfall of winter.
Ruan Yu’s emotions tangled in complexity.
Once, it had been him on stage while she watched from below. Now, their roles were reversed.
Would he feel proud?
His little fish had finally realized her dream.
After the hosts’ opening remarks, the performances began.
Luo Sheng was among the night’s performers, taking the fifth slot. When Ruan Yu saw him backstage, he was already in his stage outfit—a dazzling silver sequined jacket that made him the center of attention wherever he went.
Wei Liao had predicted Luo Sheng would steal the show, and he was right. The moment Luo Sheng and his dancers appeared to the music, the atmosphere in the venue ignited.
"Throw away your watch, your coat / Throw away your bag and the nagging / Toss the TV, the computer / Ditch your brain and all your worries..."
With synchronized moves and sharp choreography, Luo Sheng and his crew commanded the stage, radiating the energy of street dance.
Standing in the backstage waiting area, Ruan Yu stole a glance at Teng Yi.
He remained seated in the same posture—head slightly raised, eyes fixed ahead. Yet, the silhouette of his upturned profile carried an unmistakable loneliness.
That loneliness stood in stark contrast to the exhilaration on stage.
Ruan Yu’s heart ached sharply.
Before she could look away, Wei Liao nudged her elbow, and a deafening scream erupted around them.
Luo Sheng had just leaped off the stage.
"My heart is pounding, pounding wildly..."In the blink of an eye, Ruan Yu found herself completely surrounded by Luo Sheng and his dance partner with lightning speed. Luo Sheng's heart-shaped gesture towards Ruan Yu perfectly coincided with the lyrics.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
The audience erupted in excitement.
What was this? A roundabout confession?
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