My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 412: Where did you find this band!

Chapter 412: Chapter 412: Where did you find this band!

Backstage.

Fu Ya and Xia Xue followed Yan Hong down, their faces still adorned with their dance performance makeup, looking fresh, tender, and utterly girlish.

“Isn’t this Rong Yan’s show? Why is there piano music?” Xia Xue whispered.

Fu Ya, who was still basking in the afterglow of her moment in front of tens of thousands in the venue, frowned at the words, annoyance written all over her domineering face, “It must be a CD playing backstage!”

Xia Xue listened carefully, pursed her lips, and said, “That doesn’t sound right, there’s also a violin ensemble.”

“Why are you so suspicious? She doesn’t have a band, where would an ensemble come from?” Fu Ya, displeased, pushed her aside and ran backstage to peek at the stage, and instantly became so angry she was steaming, “What’s going on here?”

Rong Yan!

The woman she envied so much that her teeth itched was comfortably seated at the piano, playing.

And beside Rong Yan stood another person, with a violin resting on their shoulder, completely engrossed in the performance.

That person was…

“Qi Yue?!”

After her surprise, Fu Ya was close to going mad with anger.

“How did these two get together? When did Qi Yue sneak in here?”

If she had to name the person she hated the most in AQ’s talent show, it was definitely Rong Yan without a doubt. The one she hated second was Qi Yue.

It wasn’t that Qi Yue had offended her, but she couldn’t stand her poor, shabby appearance.

And to top it off, she wasn’t as sensible as people like Xia Xue.

While the other girls were flattering her, Qi Yue was like a block of wood, so dumb she couldn’t say a single pleasant thing. She was usually silent and aloof, wandering alone like a weirdo. Having been pampered since childhood, she couldn’t tolerate someone poor and tongue-tied.

And now, her most hated person and the second most hated were together on stage, with no band, yet they had started to play on their own.

Her nose was practically bent out of shape with anger.

What in the world was happening?

As Fu Ya snuck up to the edge of the stage to peek, Xia Xue also leaned in to look, and upon seeing the unassuming Qi Yue standing on the brilliantly lit stage, her expression soured just like Fu Ya’s, and she let out a jealously tinged comment, “Is that really Qi Yue? How did she get here? It seems Rong Yan is taking her under her wing, bringing her on stage with her, lucky girl.”

Fu Ya snorted and said irritably, “Are you envious? If you’re so envious, why don’t you go flatter that woman’s smelly feet and stop complaining to me?”

Xia Xue knew Fu Ya’s spoiled nature was acting up and quickly linked her arm, saying, “Ya, I didn’t mean it that way. You’re my best friend. Knowing you don’t like her, how could I possibly socialize with her? I’m not envious, I’m just surprised to see Qi Yue here. She managed to sneak onto stage with Rong Yan without us knowing, she’s kept herself well-hidden.”

Indeed, she hadn’t even regarded the other as a competitor before.

This time, Qi Yue got the chance to show her face to the audience, and who knows if she would become a stumbling block on her path in the upcoming PK rounds of the competition.

It seems she needs to start taking her seriously.

At that moment, Fu Ya stared at the stage and huffed coldly, suddenly saying, “Don’t worry, she thinks she has struck gold by following Rong Yan onto the stage, she’ll get what’s coming to her soon enough!”

Xia Xue vaguely sensed the implication in her words and prodded, “What do you mean, Ya? Do you know something?”