The Female CEO Falls in Love with Me

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Li Yan didn't bother with her teasing, pulling her inside.

"Hey, why are you dressed like this?" Wen Qianyi seemed a bit puzzled. Li Yan wasn't really into fashion trends nor was particular about clothing, but he did have basic taste. If he was truly unfashionable or outdated, he wouldn't have an idle image in the company.

Li Yan lowered his head a bit, "To be honest, I got the VIP ticket because a friend is a performer here, but I also have to help them out a bit. So..."

"Oh—, someone might recognize you? Is it that serious? I feel like your current look is even more eye-catching," Wen Qianyi smiled, seemingly not buying it.

"What do I have to be afraid of, haha? Who coming here would recognize me? I'm worried it might affect your image. You have a strong presence, wherever you go you're the center of attention, and we wouldn't want people to think you came with staff, would we?"

"Really? It's actually for me? But why do I feel that walking beside you now is more noticeable than being with staff?" Wen Qianyi blinked.

She was the hardest to fool, after getting their tickets checked, Li Yan didn't want to keep arguing. "Actually, I'm just accompanying you here; I know where the seat is, once the performance starts, I can leave."

"Li Yan, why do I feel something's off with you tonight?"

"Really? Heh... maybe a bit nervous! You go ahead, I'll come find you later."

After sending a slightly suspicious Wen Qianyi inside, Li Yan quickly ran off again. He changed into this very "trendy" shirt, threw on a black coat, and wore large black-framed glasses, then rushed to the front again.

Where's Hai Fu?

She should be arriving about now...

Li Yan was a bit nervous, because he couldn't let people suspect, he couldn't let people come too early before the opening. Yu Xiaodi and Huang Ying arrived first, and their arrival was timed closely. They had to appear on time, if Hai Fu was late, she might clash with Zhang Yurong and Yue Yao. Of course, if the two came early, they could also collide.

After waiting for a while and still not seeing Hai Fu, he instead saw Zhang Yurong and Yue Yao elegantly walking in from outside.

It's over!

In his anxiety, Li Yan hurriedly called Hai Fu. He had his phone ready when he saw she hadn't arrived, just in case, letting her go in on her own if necessary.

Who knew, the moment he dialed, there was a ringing sound right next to him, prompting him to turn his head.

At that moment, there were quite a few people in the lobby, and beside him was a woman looking at a poster. He'd been busy looking for Hai Fu and wasn't interested in other girls. Seeing her take out her phone to answer, hearing that voice, he was suddenly struck—wasn't this Hai Fu? But...

The woman looking at the poster, all he could see was a back view, but the casually tied ponytail, the T-shirt, jeans, with a small bag... it was miles away from Hai Fu's usual image. No wonder he hadn't considered her a target!

"Hai Fu? You really made me not recognize you!" Li Yan quickly approached her, noticing it was indeed Hai Fu, quite unbelievable, her usual image was so deeply ingrained. Without hearing her voice or seeing her face, he wouldn't have believed it was her.

Hai Fu also gazed at him blankly. If it hadn't been for hearing his voice, she wouldn't have believed this person in front of her was Li Yan. She's never seen him in black clothes with thick-framed big glasses. "You... how did you..."

Li Yan's peripheral vision caught Zhang Yurong and Yue Yao already inside, looking at the poster in front. He quickly took her hand, turned to walk inside, whispering with a wry smile, "I thought you'd come looking like you do at work, so I dressed to match you, like a couple. But now you gave me a big surprise... I didn't even recognize you."

A couple's look... Hai Fu felt a bit unsatisfied, after years of seeing her usual look, she didn't think it odd. Now, seeing Li Yan's transformed appearance, though not quite like hers, she vaguely understood how others saw her. Maybe... maybe she should change as well.

But she quickly laughed too, walking with him into the venue, saying, "I didn't recognize you either in this getup! I was looking for you in the crowd, thinking you couldn't make it."

Looking at everyone's comically contrasting appearances, both of them burst into laughter. After laughing, they both felt a bit touched—hadn't they changed their clothing habits to accommodate the other? Although everyone changed, resulting in a lack of uniformity, at least they all had this thought.

"Hai Fu, your outfit today makes you look even younger and prettier. I can't call you Sister Fu; I have to call you Little Sister Fu," Li Yan sincerely praised her. "However, one thing hasn't changed; you're still so fierce and very 'big fierce'!"

"I'm already at this age, you'll make me feel embarrassed if you say that. Am I fierce?" Following Li Yan's gaze, she looked down and saw the bulge under her T-shirt that blocked her view. Only then did she realize that what was very 'big' wasn't her fierceness, but her chest. This made Hai Fu a bit embarrassed.

Just now, Hai Fu didn't recognize him when she was nearby. After checking the tickets inside, Li Yan didn't worry about being recognized from afar. The two of them, who looked drastically different from usual, found their seats together. Then, he repeated the earlier excuse, found an opportunity to slip away, and quickly changed clothes again, returning to the front in his usual state.

While running, his phone had already started ringing, but he had no time to answer it. When he arrived at the foyer, he saw Zhang Yurong looking a bit anxious with the phone in her hand, and Yue Yao comforting her beside her. Li Yan felt a bit guilty and hurriedly ran over to them.

"Sorry, sorry, the show is about to start, and the backstage was a bit busy," Li Yan feigned breathlessness.

Zhang Yurong was initially a bit displeased. Not accompanying her from home was one thing, but making her wait even after arriving on time, and not answering his phone was a bit much. However, seeing his breathless appearance now, and thinking about his efforts to watch tonight's performance, she softened and couldn't bring herself to blame him. "Let's go, let's go inside!"

Yue Yao, concerned, asked, "Brother-in-law Li Yan, are you going to stay with us until the end, or do you still need to help out?"

This was a great topic for Li Yan, and he immediately followed up with, "Hehe, yes, I still have to check on things occasionally, but I can accompany you for a while. But don't worry, it's all the same to me, like playing music to a cow; as long as you enjoy it, that's all that matters."

Zhang Yurong opened her mouth but stopped short of speaking.

By now, it was almost showtime, and most of the audience was already inside. This was Li Yan's fifth time entering, and although there were some changes each time and he always had a ticket, the ticket inspectors still noticed him, especially paying attention to their tickets. However, since the tickets had no issues, they couldn't say much, although they were secretly muttering in their hearts, wondering if he was a gigolo, each time ushering beautiful women in.

After accompanying them to sit down, the show was about to start, so Li Yan bid farewell and left.

Watching him leave, Zhang Yurong complained with a hint of dissatisfaction, "I came here to listen to a concert specifically because of him, and now he sneaks away. What's so special about us listening alone?" She recalled Li Yan's words, 'The key is with whom and in what environment you listen,' and felt a bit frustrated. "Forget it, let's listen to our music and not worry about him."

Yue Yao also felt puzzled since Li Yan wouldn't have a problem affording high-priced tickets and wouldn't need to do it this way. Was it just to move Zhang Yurong?

Without knowing his exact circumstances, she could only try to explain on his behalf according to her understanding.

"Sister Rong, you can think about it from another angle..."

"What angle?" Zhang Yurong asked eagerly.

"Think about it, Li Yan put in a lot of effort to let you attend the concert tonight, which is his hard work. If it were only about money, he'd know you could buy the best tickets. I think he could do that too. But he chose this way, maybe to offer his sincerity. In his heart, as long as you can enjoy and feel satisfied, then a bit of hardship on his part doesn't matter." Yue Yao explained as best as she could.

"This fool..." Zhang Yurong muttered, then fell silent.

Her family was well-off; whatever she wanted, she could obtain. Whether it was a performance in the city or flying to Vienna to see it, it was only a matter of time, not money. So she didn't pay much attention to Li Yan's efforts, instead feeling it was a bit unnecessary.

Now, after listening to Yue Yao's explanation, she understood a little. She began to ask herself, if he could do this for her, what could she do for him? Buy a luxury car, order limited edition top-brand clothes, promote him, give him a raise... But apart from money and power, what else? Can sincerity alone accomplish something? Could she cook a meal for him or make an outfit for him?

...

It was time for the start of the performance, and the young girl pianist, Nian Yufei, dressed in a simple gown, appeared on stage, seeming very solitary, and the tidal wave of applause felt like an intangible pressure on her.

However, she was not really a novice; though young, she was experienced in performances. As she sat down at the piano, when her slender fingers touched the keys, her aura under the spotlight transformed dramatically. No one thought of her as a lonely girl anymore; it was as if she was shrouded in a halo, like an angel descending to earth!

As her ten fingers danced across the keys, the opening notes began to fill everyone's ears. Nian Yufei seemed to disappear from the stage, her being merging with the music, transforming into a musical spirit, enveloping the whole music hall, weaving into the air around everyone, resonating in their ears...

Those willing to spend money on concert tickets to come to the music hall were mostly people with some musical literacy, except for some pretentious ones. They could identify the pieces, listen with appreciation, feel the unique charm of the concert hall, and let the music blend with their minds and bodies.

The pretentious philistines, afraid of being seen through, would pretend to be captivated. Meanwhile, there was only one person skulking through the aisles, transforming from time to time and changing places with each transformation...

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