Before Shen Yanci could voice his questions, the man on the other end hung up.
Shen Yanci lowered his lashes slightly, the phone screen illuminating his chiseled features.
He opened the link. It was for tickets to Song Yunxing's Tang City concert.
He let out a heavy breath and swiped away his chat with Jiang Huaizhi.
The screen remained on his messages. His fingers stiffened slightly, and he couldn't resist opening his chat with Song Yunxing.
{Wifey Xingxing: It's nothing.}
{Wifey Xingxing: We'll talk when you get back.}
Those two replies had come more than half a day ago.
He fell silent for a moment, then raised his hand to take a drag, only to discover that his cigarette had burned down to the butt.
He tossed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and tilted his head back to gaze at the glittering stars.
Jiang Huaizhi was right. He had no confidence in himself.
He couldn't bear to hurt Song Yunxing, so he had never fully marked him.
Even with the young man's promise, he still felt uneasy.
He had long known that Song Yunxing was no longer the fifteen-year-old boy who used to trail behind him.
Song Yunxing could belong to him, but he belonged to the stage, too.
He had seen the young man shine, watching him grow from an unknown newcomer into a singer famous around the world.
He had seen countless people scream and go wild for him, watching the young man become the cherished ideal in countless hearts.
The young man wasn't meant to be hidden away for him alone. Xingxing belonged in the sky, shining.
The young man was destined to meet more outstanding people. With so many people loving him, would he stay by his side?
As the head of the Shen Group,