"Art might just be something I'll never appreciate in this lifetime."
Yang Bo sat on the second-floor VIP balcony of the opera house, looking down at Jane performing onstage and Peter sitting in the front row.
If this had been a ballet, his seat would have been the best of the best.
But Jane was performing in an opera.
Amid a round of applause, the curtain fell on the opera.
"Jane gave a great performance."
Harry's eyes were fixed on Jane as she bowed onstage. Dressed in white gauze beneath the stage lights, she did look dazzling, but...
That was no excuse to lust after your buddy's girl.
Yang Bo narrowed his eyes at Harry and asked quietly, "What? Planning to throw your friendship aside and make your move first?"
Harry and Peter had already cleared up their old misunderstanding. Unlike in the original storyline, Harry had no desire to take revenge on Peter.
Harry quickly tore his gaze away from Jane and waved his hands. "No, no... she's Peter's girlfriend. How could I possibly think that?"
"It's fine. I'm not Peter."
Harry: "..."
The curtain slowly descended onstage, and the audience rose and headed for the exits.
After meeting up with Peter, the three of them stood outside the theater, waiting for Jane to come out.
"Peter, where are you going on your date tonight?"
Peter paused, then blushed a little. "If you two hadn't come, I was going to take Jane to our usual spot."
"It's late at night, and instead of taking her home, you're going stargazing? I'm honestly impressed."
Still, Yang Bo was rather pleased. It seemed his interference hadn't changed the storyline beyond recognition.
He glanced at Peter and Harry, who were chatting and laughing together.
At least not completely beyond recognition...
"Peter, just go