Wedding Night: I Became the Female Supporting Character and Married the Villain!

By the end of the song, Luo Ying was gasping for breath, staring out into the audience.

The feeling of going all out on stage was just exhilarating! As expected, she still loved the stage.

Luo Ying smiled at the camera. This smile wasn’t a perfunctory smile from that supermodels had been trained to tune in for the camera, like cogs falling into place, but a sincere smile from the heart. It wasn’t picture-perfect, but it was infectious. People could easily feel Luo Ying’s love for the stage. Many people looked at her and couldn’t help but smile with her.

“Why did you help me just now?” After they got off the stage, Su Ran stopped Luo Ying with a dark face. “Were you doing it out of pity?”

Luo Ying rolled her eyes. “Don’t overcomplicate everything. I just didn’t want this stage to be destroyed.” After she finished speaking, she walked past Su Ran and returned to the rest area.

This time, the naysayers she met along the way dared not meet her eyes.

“You were glorious, you lit the stage up!” In the dressing room, Annie gave her a hug.

Luo Ying was a little flattered. “I’ll have to thank you and your teacher for that.”

Annie seemed indiffierent. “It’s fine. Lu Zhao paid us well.”

The tip of Luo Ying’s ears twitched. “You know Lu Zhao well?”

A hint of disdain flashed across Annie’s eyes. “Who wants to know a massive iceberg like him? We just happened to be classmates for a while.”

Luo Ying criticized her in her heart. Annie was not much different, in terms of ice-queen demeanors.

She happily took out her phone. “Why don’t we add each other as good friends? We can chat when we’re free.” This way, she could indirectly learn more about Lu Zhao’s school days.

After watching the live broadcast, Lu Zhao, who was buried in work again, suddenly shivered. He frowned and turned to Xiao Ting. “Increase the temperature in the room.”

At that moment, he had no idea that his embarrassing school days were about to be uncovered.

After ending her performance with a bang and making it to several trending lists, Luo Ying went home happily. She ended up in a cold, dark room.

“Where’s Lu Zhao?” She searched the bedroom, the study, and the gym, but couldn’t find Lu Zhao. She could only turn to Zhang. “It’s so late, is he still working overtime at the company?”

Zhang was a little confused. “Didn’t Sir go on a business trip?”

Luo Ying felt hurt for a second. “Why didn’t you tell me that he had a business trip?”

Zhang had no choice but to remind her. “Sir left you a note. It’s on the bedside table next to the bedroom.”

“Is that so? I didn’t see it.” Luo Ying blinked innocently. She had slept all the way until dawn and even went to the rehearsal room to practice a few songs. After that, she had been busy with her makeup and wardrobe, so she never noticed the note on the bedside table at all.

“What era is it now? He’s still leaving notes. What’s the use of his phone?” Luo Ying said, as she ran up to the second floor.

She did not know that Lu Zhao did not even intend to leave a note. After all, Luo Ying never cared about his existence, including his comings and goings. Only in the past few days did their relationship suddenly improve. Luo Ying seemed to have changed overnight. He was afraid that if Luo Ying woke up and couldn’t find him, she would throw a tantrum again, so he left a note.

It was a brief, simple line: I’m going on a business trip abroad and will be back in three days.

“Hmph, wretched man, you can’t even say that you’ll miss me. You’re so boring.” Although Luo Ying uttered those displeased words, she still kept the note in the drawer.

She turned on her phone and sent Lu Zhao a message.

[Why didn’t you tell me that you were on a business trip? I rushed home happily and didn’t see you. I’m so sad.] She added a sad emoji at the end.

Lu Zhao was stunned for a moment when he saw the message. He didn’t expect her to really care about where he had gone. He held his phone and scrolled through it before finally replying, [I left you a note.]

Luo Ying felt wronged. [I didn’t see it. You didn’t look for me today. I’m crying.]

Lu Zhao pursed his lips, thinking that she was the one who hadn’t contacted him today, but in the end, he only replied with one sentence: [I’m busy.]

Luo Ying pursed her lips. [I won’t keep you from your work. Remember to rest early.]

Lu Zhao wanted to mention that he was overseas right now, and it was afternoon here. However, it had been a long time since someone had been this thoughtful about him like this. His finger swiped across the short message, and warmth emerged in Lu Zhao’s heart.

After Luo Ying sent that perfunctory message, she put down her phone and went into the bathroom to fill the bathtub. She was ready to soak and unwind.

This body had been neglected for too long. Over the past two days, she had put it through intense training, so her entire being was sore. Now that the performance was finally over, she could finally relax.