Urban Banished Immortal

Chapter 185 - 185 185 A Life with You_1

?Chapter 185: Chapter 185: A Life with You_1 Chapter 185: Chapter 185: A Life with You_1 A meal and two tickets added up cost Xiao Jie a whopping billion!

However, he could not show any weakness in front of Huasong. He’d rather look foolish than back down.

“Wow, master seems to be getting stronger,” the Fire Spirit muttered.

“Indeed, his power has improved significantly since before,” The Sword Spirit nodded in agreement.

“I’m talking about bluffing,” the Fire Spirit just finished when Sword Spirit smacked him on the head.

Su Weidong looked at Mo Huasong and acknowledged, “Huasong, you’re indeed impressive.”

When Su Weidong found out that Mo Huasong was the heir to the Songhua Group, he was shocked and stunned.

However, he could not tell Du Ling about this. He could only hint to her that Mo Huasong was not someone to be trifled with, and that she shouldn’t feel guilty about letting him wine and dine her.

One hundred billion. Sweet Jesus, how could anyone possibly spend that much money?

“Of course,” Mo Huasong declared proudly, lifting his head high.

Even though Mo Huasong timed his arrival to the venue perfectly, the concert, however, did not officially begin until half an hour later.

Upon Xiao Jie’s entrance, screams erupted from the audience. Her fans went crazy, screaming her name in unison.

Seeing Xiao Jie, who was dressed to the nines, Mo Huasong couldn’t help but be taken aback.

She was more beautiful than ever, looking as if she was a goddess descended from the heavens, untouched by worldliness.

Especially when she sang. Her enchanting voice left everyone entranced.

Du Ling excitedly said to Su Weidong, “Weidong, don’t you think Xiao Jie’s voice is even better than ever as if she is the voice of heaven?”

“Yes, I noticed the difference too,” Su Weidong nodded vigorously.

Mo Huasong smirked. The Elixir that he had given Xiao Jie was specifically meant to enhance her voice.

If her voice hadn’t improved, he might as well have killed himself.

Furthermore, if Xiao Jie had practiced the Howling Heaven Sound Skill that he had given her, her voice would have been even more enchanting.

However, Mo Huasong didn’t sense the presence of this cultivation technique. He wondered if she refrained from using it while singing so as not to reveal her identity.

At first, Mo Huasong did not want to listen to Xiao Jie’s singing, but he was slowly drawn in.

The two-hour concert seemed to flash by in the blink of an eye, and it was soon drawing to a close.

When Xiao Jie came out—this time in a pink gown—the audience gasped again.

She was more beautiful and charming than ever. Her flawless beauty was almost blinding, causing people to struggle to keep their eyes open.

“Xiao Jie is truly beautiful,” Su Weidong praised.

Du Ling, who was next to him, jealously gave him a pinch when she heard this.

“Ouch!” Du Ling screamed in pain as she touched her finger.

There was no way her little hand could hurt Su Weidong, whose body was now as robust as a diamond.

“Du Ling, did it hurt?” Su Weidong calmly held Du Ling’s hand in an attempt to comfort her.

“Hmph, I don’t need your concern,” Du Ling retorted angrily.

“Don’t be angry. How could I ever be worthy of Xiao Jie? If anyone is, it’s Huasong,” Su Weidong hastily placated her.

“I don’t think he’s good enough,” Du Ling shook her head softly, glancing at Mo Huasong.

When it came to Lv Xuebing, Mo Huasong was probably a good match. But Xiao Jie was a different matter. She was a pop star, a celebrity. She was out of Mo Huasong’s league.

Su Weidong studied her intently, a growing sense of urgency gnawing at him.

What did she mean by ‘not good enough’? Huasong was the heir to the Songhua Group, ridiculously rich. To be blunt, who knew how many celebrities wanted to cozy up to him?

Su Weidong now finally understood why Mo Huasong could get Xiao Jie over with just a phone call.

“Tonight, I’ll sing one final song to thank someone who has played a significant role in my life. The song is titled ‘A Life with You’,” Xiao Jie announced deliberately into the microphone.

“Huh? ‘A Life with You’? I’ve never heard Xiao Jie sing this before. Is it a new song?” Su Weidong wondered.

Being the superfan that she was, Du Ling had collected every new song Xiao Jie had ever released. “I haven’t heard this one before. It must be new.”

“I’m so excited that we’re getting to hear Xiao Jie’s new song at her concert.” The fans behind them jumped to their feet, yelling, “Xiao Jie, Xiao Jie.”

“You guys are right. This is a new song. I hope you guys love it.” Xiao Jie said, a hint of shyness lighting up her face—a tell-tale sign of a girl who’s fallen head over heels in love.

“What? Xiao Jie has a boyfriend?” Some fans exclaimed in surprise.

Without further ado, Xiao Jie started singing into the microphone:

Because I dreamt of you leaving

I woke up in tears

The night wind blows through my window

Can you feel my love

When I am old and gray

Will you still be by my side

…

“This is so beautiful.” As she listened, Du Ling started crying. “Weidong, can you feel my love? When I’m old, will you still be by my side?”

Su Weidong tightly held Du Ling’s hand and vigorously nodded his head. “Yes, Du Ling, I will always be by your side. Through thick and thin.”

The audience fell silent, listening intently to Xiao Jie’s new song.

Earlier, everyone was abuzz with the news of Xiao Jie’s newfound love. But now, they were all moved by the song.

The lyrics were beautiful, and the melody was enchanting. To everyone in the audience, that was all that mattered at that moment.

Mo Huasong, however, didn’t join the entranced crowd. His anger was evident on his flushed face.

When Xiao Jie mentioned she was thankful for “A Life with You” because she was in love, that furious woman, she infuriated him.

“So green, so green,” the Fire Spirit hummed a familiar tune in amusement.

After Xiao Jie finished singing, all the fans stood up in unison, “Xiao Jie, one more song, one more song—”

But Xiao Jie was too emotional to continue. She bowed to thank the audience and then retreated backstage.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, we have come to the end of Xiao Jie’s concert tonight. Please exit the venue the same way you came in. If you have any issues, please reach out to the staff on-site,” The host kindly walked out with a microphone in hand.

“‘A Life with You’ is so beautiful. I wonder if Xiao Jie will release an album?” Someone asked while exiting the venue.

“There should be one. This song is so good. I must buy it, play it on repeat, and put it beside my bed for a month,” another person excitedly exclaimed, pumping their fist in the air.

“It’s so beautiful. I wept while listening earlier.”

Su Weidong stood up, pulling Du Ling along, “Mo Huasong, let’s go.”

“No, there’s something else I need to take care of. You guys go first,” Mo Huasong, suppressing his anger, stood up.

A Life with You? Let’s see who that bastard is! I’ll destroy him. May he conceive a child without an anus! Mo Huasong cursed the man whom Xiao Jie had fallen for, seething with anger.

“Can you stay? The staff will clear everyone out shortly,” Du Ling looked at Mo Huasong curiously.

Of course, Su Weidong knew that Mo Huasong could stay. After all, the concert’s behind-the-scenes planning was handled by a subsidiary of the Songhua Group. They wouldn’t dare drive a royal prince out!

“Du Ling, let’s go,” Su Weidong led Du Ling away.

PS: While writing this chapter, I had ‘A Life with You’ on repeat on my computer. The captivating tune kept resonating in my mind—

Thank you, for being in my life!