Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 157 Young and Promising

Yan Li was standing not far from them, and she could hear all the gossip clearly.

She couldn't help but turn her head slightly and glance in that direction.

"Hey, hey, stop talking, that woman is looking over here."

The man was not afraid at all; instead, he raised his voice, "What's there to be afraid of? Freedom of speech! I'm telling the truth!"

The others chimed in, “Yeah, what are we afraid of? We’re not the ones who are weak.”

"No wonder you went to the back. You dare to show off after only twenty days of learning? Aren't you afraid of making a fool of yourself?"

At this point, the man who had started the conversation clapped his hands, his face instantly lighting up with excitement. "That's right! What are we doing chatting here? Let's go watch the show while they've just come on stage!"

Another person next to him smirked and teased, "What show are you watching? You're clearly here to see someone make a fool of themselves!"

A group of young people chatted and joked with each other as they excitedly approached the wide gap on the left side of the curtain. They crowded together, craning their necks, and stared intently at the stage.

Just then, the gongs, drums, and cymbals on the stage began to resound with great excitement, intertwining and resonating with the music.

Immediately afterwards, a melodious and graceful singing voice rang out, like a nightingale singing in a valley, clear and pleasant to the ear.

Yan Li immediately recognized Xie Qing's highly recognizable voice and hurried over to the group of young people.

However, because their view was blocked, they couldn't see their own students at all.

She could hear the young people around her exclaiming "Holy crap!" and "Damn it!" from time to time, and she couldn't tell whether Xie Qing's performance was good or bad.

Yan Li stood at the back for a while until the old regimental commander came over. His gaze swept over the group of people who were huddled together and watching with great interest, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He cleared his throat and coughed loudly a few times on purpose. The people who heard the sound immediately turned around, respectfully greeted him as "Commander," and gave up their seats.

Yan Li was finally able to see Xie Qing.

On stage, Xie Qing had already performed the part about "Yang Guifei drowning her sorrows in wine".

As she drank glass after glass of wine, her intoxication intensified, and her behavior became increasingly unrestrained. Her dance moves changed from initially dignified and elegant to swaying and gradually becoming chaotic, and her singing became increasingly dramatic.

Sometimes it's a soft, murmuring song, as if pouring out its inner loneliness; other times it's a high-pitched, impassioned melody, like a sudden clap of thunder, venting its inner pain...

Yan Li was dumbfounded, and the two looked at each other, equally dumbfounded, as did the old regimental commander.

The old commander stared wide-eyed in disbelief, "Are you sure you only taught him for twenty days?!"

Yan Li: "Maybe less than twenty days?"

"..."

The old commander quickly stroked his goatee, then suddenly slapped his thigh and looked at Yan Li excitedly, "A genius! You've taught a genius!"

"You're so young, yet you've taught such outstanding students. You're truly a promising young talent!"

He said "young and promising" twice in a row, his tone sincere and full of praise.

Is there anything more gratifying than receiving praise from your idol?

Yan Li said: Yes, that is, her students are very outstanding and make her proud.

Seeing Xie Qing's outstanding performance, she straightened her chest, her face beaming with pride, as if she wanted to have the words "Xie Qing is my student" printed on her face.

This time, Yan Li turned around with great confidence and glared fiercely at the gossiping young people.

The young men gave a sheepish laugh and slunk away to the side.

……

In another corner of the Listening Lotus Pavilion, Huo Qixuan sat leisurely, quietly listening to the melodious tune.

Suddenly, a noise came from his left. He looked at the person who came and snorted heavily, "So you know how to come back. You're always out there fooling around. You've made me lose face."

The newcomer had a respectable appearance, but the irritability between his brows made him look somewhat ferocious.

The other person said impatiently, "Old man, why did you call me over here?"

Huo Qixuan's temples throbbed, and he roared, "Huo Yi, I'm your father! How dare you talk to me like that!"

Huo Yi remained impatient. "So what if he's my father? Get to the point. I have plans to meet up with some girls, don't waste my time!"

Huo Qixuan was trembling with anger, and was about to smash the teacup in his hand at Huo Yi, but was stopped by his wife who rushed over.

"What are you doing!" His wife, Song Ling, snatched the teacup away. "Can't you talk things out? Why are you hitting your son!"

"It's all your fault for spoiling him. Look at him now, he's thirty-one or thirty-two and still not married. He's out fooling around all day. He'll catch some kind of venereal disease sooner or later!"

Song Ling's words were full of defense and completely illogical: "How could you curse your own son like that!"

Huo Qixuan raised his hand, pointing directly at her. After a long while, he let out a heavy sigh, "Forget it, I can't reason with you..."

Then, his gaze quickly fell on Huo Yi, who was standing crookedly, looking rather unsteady.

Huo Qixuan's emotions were instantly reignited, and he slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

The maid standing by was caught off guard and was so frightened by the sudden commotion that she trembled and almost dropped the tray in her hands. Song Ling was also too frightened to speak.

"I'm asking you, is the news that you're infertile true or false?"

Huo Yi gave him a look as if he were an idiot. "Old man, are you senile? You actually believe such outrageous news!"

"I found out you visited a hospital recently. How do you explain that?"

Huo Yi picked at his ear and said nonchalantly, "I didn't notice when we were playing around. My female companion got pregnant, so I took her to get an abortion."

Huo Qixuan clutched his chest, feeling like he was about to have a heart attack from anger. Song Ling helped him sit down and comforted him, "What's there to be angry about? As long as our son is alright, that's all that matters."

"It's all your fault for spoiling him! Look at the state he's become!"

Huo Yi didn't hear a word he said. He glanced at his parents and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Just as he was about to leave, a furious shout rang out, "Stop right there!"

Huo Qixuan was furious. "If you dare to leave the Huo residence today, I'll cut off your financial support. Let's see how you survive then!"

Huo Yi scratched his head in frustration, his tone softening but still tinged with emotion, "Fine, fine, I'll just sit here and not go anywhere, okay?"

As he spoke, he pulled up a chair and sat down.

Huo Qixuan snorted coldly, but didn't say anything more. After calming down, he continued to watch the show.

Song Ling sat down next to her son, showing concern and care. Even though he looked impatient and occasionally frowned, revealing his annoyance, she still greeted him with a smile.

Huo Yi was fed up. He couldn't get out, and he had to sit here listening to this incredibly boring play. It was so damn annoying.

He simply took out his phone, opened the chat interface, and started chatting with several female companions about sex.