Chapter 375: Taking Out the Enemies

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Li Jing’s hand rested on Gu Qingcheng’s left shoulder as she chuckled lightly.

“You know I never speak cheesy lines. The dance you choreographed for ‘The

Woman’ was brilliant. Did you choose to dance it for Ziyu?”

Gu Qingcheng smiled, “Partly, but not entirely for Ziyu.”

“I knew there was a reason behind your choice to dance ‘The Woman’ to teach Ziyu,” Li Jing said affectionately, looking at Gu Qingcheng. “But for me, the words you said on stage today really resonated. I was once ridiculed by my in-laws for being a ‘hen that couldn’t lay eggs’ because I couldn’t have children. They even pressured me to initiate a divorce. Thankfully, I later had a son through IVF, but that ordeal has always been a hurdle in my heart.”

“My mental exhaustion was severe. My career and life were a mess. Eventually, I realized I needed a happy life for myself and chose to divorce.” She smiled in relief and continued, “Qingcheng, no wonder you changed the program at the last minute. Your Peach Lotus Cup performance is all over the trending searches now.”

“I didn’t do it for the trend,” Gu Qingcheng, removing her lipstick, replied, “I genuinely felt inspired. My wish is for all women in the world to be brave, free, happy, and carefree.”

Li Jing smiled, rubbing Gu Qingcheng’s head gently, “Three parts sweet, with your favorite coconut jelly added.”

“Thank you, Master.” Gu Qingcheng winked playfully at Li Jing, drinking her milk tea with evident satisfaction after removing her makeup.

Li Jing glanced at her watch, “Finish up, I’ll accompany you to the stage. The

Peach Lotus Cup final starts in ten minutes.”

“Okay,” Gu Qingcheng nodded.

At the Peach Lotus Cup final, Ziyu’s opponent finally performed the Tang Dance, each gesture and expression perfect.

When Ziyu took the stage, she first glanced at Gu Qingcheng and took a deep breath.

As the music of ‘Luo Shen Fu’, choreographed by the teachers of Royal Dance, began, Ziyu’s water sleeves danced, expressing her soul, fluid and graceful.

Her dance ended in sorrow, depicting the trapped and suffocating struggle of Zhen Mi in the ‘Luo Shen Fu’.

Everyone was captivated by Ziyu’s performance, holding their breath as if feeling Zhen Mi’s pain, unable to snap back to reality for a long time.

Gu Qingcheng already knew who would win, so when Qi Shaoze came on stage to present the championship trophy, she looked at Ziyu with a relieved smile.

Indeed, she knew Ziyu would be the champion.

In her past life, Ziyu had committed suicide after winning the championship, a victim of her mother and stepfather’s pressure.

This time, with her psychological guidance, not only did Ziyu win the championship, but she also resolved her mental issues. Gu Qingcheng was no longer afraid of Ziyu’s suicide. Ziyu would definitely live a life unique to her.

Saving Ziyu was a beautiful thing for her.

But her redemption needed not these beauties, but hatred!

After leaving the judges’ panel, Gu Qingcheng took out her phone and dialed Lu Chi’s number.

Lu Chi usually took a while to answer her calls, but this time he picked up instantly.

“Congratulations, your Royal Dance student Ziyu has won the Peach Lotus Cup. Another trophy for Royal Dance’s cabinet,” Lu Chi congratulated sincerely over the phone.

Gu Qingcheng was happy for Ziyu’s victory, but her priority was revenge. “Lu Chi, about the photo I gave you last time, it’s time to act.”

“You don’t want to wait until the celebration is over?” Lu Chi implied, “Your school’s Teacher Zhang is Ziyu’s choreographer. He must be very happy today, and even more so at the celebration. Catching him then, killing all his joy before dealing with him, would be a fitting torment.”

“Are you insane?” Gu Qingcheng’s eyes were sharp as she spoke, “If it weren’t for the Peach Lotus Cup, I would have dealt with these people long ago. I’ve been patient for so long for the Cup, but today I won’t hold back anymore. I will not spare those who betrayed and sold me out. Why should I let him experience joy? He doesn’t deserve to attend the celebration. Just looking at him makes me want to tear him apart.”

Lu Chi sensed Gu Qingcheng’s hatred and anger, promptly responding, “As you wish. You’re my patron, and I’ll send someone to take care of your enemy.”

“I’ll send someone with a check for you later.” Gu Qingcheng hung up and turned around, coming face-to-face with Li Jing, “Uh… Master, what are you doing here?”

Li Jing looked at Gu Qingcheng with a complex expression, having heard her conversation.

But she didn’t inquire about what had happened, only saying, “You have an interview later, and there’s a celebration at eight. Do you want to invite President Huo?”

“No,” Gu Qingcheng shook her head, “He doesn’t like crowded events, and I’m just making an appearance at the celebration before heading home. I’ve been really tired lately, I just want a good sleep.”

“That’s good, go home and rest early. I’ll handle the rest,” Li Jing nodded and added, “By the way, Qi Shaoze will also be at the celebration tonight. It’s indeed better for Huo not to come, and better for you to leave early to avoid his annoyance.”

“It’s not exactly annoyance,” Gu Qingcheng smiled, “It’s just that he doesn’t affect me like he used to.

Li Jing implied, “In love, jealousy can change a person, and Qi Shaoze is no different.’

‘ Gu Qingcheng nodded thoughtfully, “You’re right, jealousy changed Qi Shaoze.” “I’ll be busy now, you go for the interview.”

“Okay.”

After the interview, Gu Qingcheng approached the jubilant Teacher Zhang.

“Teacher Zhang.”

Teacher Zhang, beaming, asked, “Principal Gu, what can I do for you?”

Gu Qingcheng smiled at Teacher Zhang, implying, “I have a big gift for you today, in appreciation of your advice last time.”

Teacher Zhang paused, mistaking her meaning as a reward for his efforts in the Peach Lotus Cup.

He smiled even more brightly, “Principal Gu, you are too kind. Teaching students is both my duty and passion. Ziyu’s victory is her own hard work.” Gu Qingcheng smiled and said nothing, turning to leave.

Teacher Zhang watched her retreating figure in a daze, continuing his cheerful conversation with others.

At that moment, Gu Qingcheng took out her phone. There were no messages from Huo Sicheng on WeChat, nor had he called her.

She thought he would be watching the Peach Lotus Cup in his private room, so she quietly headed there, avoiding a few people.

But when she opened the door, the room was empty; Huo Sicheng was not there.

“He left so early?” she muttered unhappily, pouting, “My school’s Ziyu won the championship, and this guy can’t even send me a congratulatory text, huh!

Heartless man.”

“You mean heartless?” A deep, magnetic voice sounded..