Ah Qing felt that she had transformed.
After her conversation with Shi Qingjun, both her body and mind experienced an elevation. So, after the disbandment of the space-time, Ah Qing did not glance at Shi Qingjun, who was mingling with the ladies offstage; instead, she focused on performing her own dance.
What disappointed her somewhat was...
When she resumed her performance, the scorching hot gaze that made her cheeks flush... slowly vanished.
Young Master.
Young Master...
No longer watched her.
Ah Qing, upon realizing this, breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt an indescribable loss within her heart.
Women are truly strange creatures.
She thought she wanted to be watched, but when she truly was, she felt too shy to lift her head.
She thought she didn't want to be watched, but when that gaze really disappeared, she felt reluctant...
Fortunately, she could faintly sense that Yun Qian was always watching her, which was a rare comfort.
Shi Qingjun?
Really unfamiliar now.
