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    Not hurting Jia Jia should mean the show, since Jia Jia asked for Cheng Yu’s presence, Xu Yin should at least do it after Cheng Yu’s presence as well.

    As for the quick battle, Jiang Xia analyzed that it should be hiring assassins or some other way to not leave Cheng Yu a chance to catch his breath.

    She lightly finished combing her thoughts and put the draft and the recording of Tian Yuxuan’s speech just now into her bag. In order to ensure that the plot doesn’t deviate, Jiang Xia doesn’t plan to tell Cheng Yu about the recording.

    “There’s nothing going on on my daughter’s side, the repertoire application has been approved, and she played it for me a few times just now and it’s all great, so clean up your personal hygiene, just don’t be late, and be at school on time tomorrow afternoon.”

    “Okay, I promise not to go back on my word.” Cheng Yu on the other end of the phone packed his bags.

    Time flew by, and in a flash it was the afternoon of the day of the recital, and Jiang Xia himself gave Jia Jia make-up, and she put on a burgundy dress and stood in front of the mirror stinking.

    “Mom, I look good.”

    “Good looking, my Jia Jia is the best looking, later on you’ll be the brightest star on the stage.”

    “Hehehe~” Jia smiled contentedly and asked again suddenly.

    “Why isn’t Daddy coming?”

    “Come on Jia Jia, don’t be in a hurry, there’s still more than an hour before the party starts, dad just sent a message to mom, he’s on his way and will be here soon.”

    Jia Jia and their elementary school attached great importance to this party and specially installed new lights and decorations in the auditorium pavement, Jiang Xia counted the number of parents present at least a thousand or so. Although it was overcrowded, Jiang Xia felt a lot more at ease, because then the chances of Cheng Yu and Lin Qing meeting were even lower.

    After a while Lin Qing also arrived, this kid can be described as “prepared”, pulling Jiang Xia to show her backpack “equipment”!

    “Short-handled axe, Fingerhook, pistol, detected by the metal detector just now, luckily the doorman over here wasn’t too strict and didn’t pull the bag open for inspection.”

    “I said… “Jiang Xia was simply speechless.

    “Your kid is in need of a beating again, right, bringing so many dangerous things, not to mention Cheng Yu, in case it hits these little kids, what should I do? Quickly immediately immediately, send your bag of stuff out to me.”

    Lin Qing made a fool of himself and went out, Jiang Xia took the opportunity to take out his cell phone, there were only fifteen minutes before the show started, why Cheng Yu had not yet come, and there was no response to his messages.

    “Strange, this doesn’t fit his style of doing things at all, according to his level of infatuation he can’t wait to glue Tang Ei’s chat box to his eyes.”

    Jiang Xia suddenly realized that she and Cheng Yu had turned on shared positioning at some point, which could show Cheng Yu’s location.

    “Why are you still in the office building? Didn’t I just say I was almost there…”

    Jiang Xia suddenly felt fishy and immediately dialed a phone, after a moment of silence, the phone was answered, proving that it wasn’t Cheng Yu who had left his cell phone at the studio.

    But no matter what she said, the other party did not respond, the auditorium was too noisy, Jiang Xia turned up the sound and listened carefully before she heard the moans coming from the phone.

    Not good! Cheng Yu is in danger! Jiang Xia couldn’t care about anything else, picked up her bag and was ready to leave, Jia Jia was getting ready to wait behind the curtain at this time, and saw that her mom was getting ready to leave.

    “Why are you all gone…you’re all puppies!”

    Jiang Xia rushed up to the office building in a hurry, the elevator door opened all the way to run wildly, the door of the studio was not locked, she rushed straight into the inner room, only to see Cheng Yu lying in the locker, just lost breathing.

    Cheng Yu…dead?

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