After My Flash Marriage with the Sick Beauty, I Reached the Pinnacle of My Life - Chapter 94

On the day of the school anniversary, the weather was perfect. It drizzled a little, and the temperature dropped a few degrees, making it pleasantly cool.

This school is quite famous nationwide, so many people came to join in the fun for the anniversary celebration. Among them were many local high school seniors, planning to scout the school and decide whether to apply here for the college entrance exam next year.

With returning alumni, various friends, and family, the school was exceptionally lively.

Xia Shishi pushed Wen Jiao forward along the road. Willows hung low by the riverbank, and combined with the damp air brought by the light rain, the temperature today was especially comfortable.

Grandpa Wen walked beside them, greeting young people who said hello to him.

Some people also looked at Wen Jiao’s wheelchair and walked over to ask, “Where did you rent this wheelchair? I want to rent one for my friend too.”

Her friend also envied, “Being able to tour while sitting, it sounds incredibly comfortable.”

Wen Jiao smiled gently, “It’s my own. My legs aren’t well, so I can’t stand up and walk.”

The two people immediately adopted an expression that screamed, “Oh, I’m so insensitive.”

Wen Jiao hasn’t been covering her legs with a thin blanket when going out recently. Her pair of beautiful legs were exposed, and by all appearances, they didn’t look problematic.

For ordinary people who cannot walk, the muscles in their legs often atrophy, looking particularly unsightly.

For her to have legs like this, significant financial and human investment was indispensable.

Wen Jiao smiled, “It’s okay. The doctor said in another six months, I’ll be able to walk like you.”

Now, those two people no longer wanted to be lazy. Saying they didn’t want to walk in front of someone who couldn’t was simply awful.

So, after apologizing a few times, they hurried off with their heads bowed.

Xia Shishi found this amusing and suddenly asked, “Do you think they are best friends, or…?”

Wen Jiao looked up.

She touched her nose, “People say they have ‘gaydar’ and can tell, but I can’t.”

This was natural. Xia Shishi was completely unperceptive when it came to feelings. Forget about discerning whether two girls had romantic feelings for each other; she couldn’t tell with anyone unless it was extremely obvious.

If she were that sensitive to emotions, why would she have been fooled for so long in her previous life?

Even her realization of her feelings for Wen Jiao only came after seeing Wen Jiao’s devotion, and it took a very long time to be certain.

Wen Jiao didn’t elaborate. She had only secretly loved Xia Shishi. Perhaps she could sense it in others who were in a similar situation, but if some people hadn’t even discovered it themselves, she couldn’t tell either.

Wen Jiao asked, “Why are you thinking about that?”

Xia Shishi: “Because I feel like the people around them look at them very kindly.”

“Shishi,” Wen Jiao called her. “They look at us the same way.”

The surrounding gazes were normal. Even though Wen Jiao had to use a wheelchair, there were no unusual or strange looks.

This was a university, and in the vibrant environment of a university, there is strong tolerance for everything.

Xia Shishi even felt a sense of pride because of this. She recalled that Wen Jiao rarely attended classes during her university years, always rushing back and forth to the company, so she was determined to take Wen Jiao on a good tour today, no matter what.

However, she wasn’t very familiar with the school either. It was a nationally renowned university with a vast campus, and a full tour on foot would be exhausting.

Fortunately, there were many people today, and by following the crowd, they wouldn’t get lost.

The backstage was packed.

Many students in performance costumes could be seen. Meng Gui also wore a black formal dress. She was checking the piano provided by the school and wasn’t talking to anyone.

A woman in professional attire walked up to her.

This person looked very young. Even if someone told you her actual age, it would be hard to believe, and her demeanor was somewhat delicate, which tended to arouse a sense of protection in people.

This look and manner, combined with the professional suit, created a huge contrast, causing many male students to look her way.

Meng Gui looked up, realizing it was Zhou Xiaojiang, and offered her usual polite smile: “Good luck with your performance.”

Zhou Xiaojiang paused what she was about to say, then nodded. “I heard from the President that you and Xia Shishi are quite close…”

Upon hearing this, Meng Gui showed a look of surprise. She recalled Xia Shishi’s reaction every time they met, wondering how the President could have said such a thing. However, she quickly resumed her smile.

That smile was like one she wore constantly on stage or under the lens, impeccable: “We can only chat a few words. If you’re talking about closeness, your relationship is better.”

Meng Gui looked at the piano, placing her fingers on the keys. Only then did her eyes show subtle changes.

“She said you are an actress and wanted everyone to see your acting, so she introduced you to the student union.”

Zhou Xiaojiang looked at Meng Gui, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

This matter must have happened before that incident, although Xia Shishi still allowed her to come afterward.

Hearing it now gave her a feeling of being mocked.

She was, of course, a professional actress. Even if her fame was insufficient, she had been acting for so many years. She hadn’t been exposed even after being close to Fu Yunhan and Xia Shishi for so long.

If it weren’t for… if it weren’t for.

Zhou Xiaojiang smiled insincerely, “You’ll be on stage after me, right?”

Meng Gui glanced at her.

“You should work hard,” Zhou Xiaojiang returned the encouragement.

“It’s almost time.” Xia Shishi noticed the direction the crowd was moving, indicating that the school anniversary performance was about to begin.

The surrounding crowd was moving toward a specific area. Xia Shishi stopped and asked Wen Jiao, “Do you want to go?”

Wen Jiao propped her hands on the wheelchair. A few strands of hair had come loose and hung by her ear. This strong woman, who could easily give off an intimidating vibe in her professional life, was always gentle with Xia Shishi.

Wen Jiao had long understood Xia Shishi’s thoughts and wouldn’t stop her at this moment: “Let’s go.”

There would be a large audience for the school anniversary performance, and it would be inconvenient for Wen Jiao to go in a wheelchair.

If Xia Shishi were willing to greet the student union, she could secure a front-row seat and avoid a lot of trouble. The problem was that Xia Shishi had spent all her time before this cooped up in the apartment and hadn’t bothered to ask.

Even though she was a social terrorist, she hadn’t been out bombing much lately.

But a social butterfly is still a social butterfly. If there’s no seat, she can start finding a solution now. Since she hadn’t approached the student union before, she would approach President Liu now.

Xia Shishi called President Liu, just asking if he had any ideas.

President Liu was speechless for a while but still offered his seat, telling Xia Shishi to come over and that he would personally lead the way.

Xia Shishi put away her phone: “I’m curious what kind of great treatment you gave him that he can tolerate such annoyance.”

But Xia Shishi took the offer anyway. As for the debt, she would let Wen Jiao repay it.

They arrived at the agreed location, where President Liu had been waiting for a while.

Seeing Wen Jiao, President Liu was not surprised and took the opportunity to greet her.

Xia Shishi saw right through him: “You’re probably just trying to hand out your business card, aren’t you?”

President Liu laughed: “How did you know I already prepared my card? If you hadn’t brought it up, I would have been too embarrassed to give it.”

Facing Wen Jiao directly was a bit stressful. Only Xia Shishi could incessantly annoy Wen Jiao without end. But then again, Xia Shishi was also a well-matched rich young lady, so in the end, it was Xia Shishi who was too approachable.

The word “approachable” was almost ludicrous to associate with Xia Shishi, but the current Xia Shishi was indeed very approachable.

Xia Shishi showed a look of disgust in front of Wen Jiao, but President Liu was thick-skinned and took the hint to hand over his business card.

This way of meeting was much more effective than trying to find a way to greet her in the company. He felt his dedicated efforts to clean up Xia Shishi’s messes for so long had paid off.

Next, President Liu led them to the front-row seats.

President Liu had put in a lot of effort for the anniversary celebration to secure this front-row spot. There were already chairs here, and moving the chairs away made a perfect spot for Wen Jiao’s wheelchair.

They joined the students, sitting below the stage, waiting for the performance to start.

President Liu was sensible enough not to interrupt further and chose to go to the student union to see if there was anything he could help with.

Wen Jiao looked at Meng Gui’s poster: “You said you crushed her hand before your rebirth?”

Wen Jiao had asked why Xia Shishi’s attitude toward Meng Gui was so peculiar, and the reason was revealed when Xia Shishi came clean.

The surrounding crowd was noisy, but only Wen Jiao’s voice clearly reached her ears.

Xia Shishi leaned back against the chair: “That kind of situation certainly won’t happen again, but just to be safe.”

What if an uncontrollable accident still happened when she, Zhou Xiaojiang, and Meng Gui were in the same frame?

Even if it wasn’t in the original plot, Xia Shishi still wanted to be cautious.

That is, to preempt the plot.

“I can’t be feeling guilty every time I see her, can I?” Xia Shishi was only a junior this year, and her time at school would not be short. Being constantly anxious would drive her crazy.

Negative emotions colored Wen Jiao’s expression. She raised her hand to press her forehead. If Xia Shishi hadn’t spent so much time coaxing her, she would have taken action for Xia Shishi already.

Just listening to those things made Wen Jiao heartbroken.

At the same time, the impulse to resolve the danger for Xia Shishi was unavoidable.

Xia Shishi squeezed Wen Jiao’s hand, which she had reached over and held at some point: “I can handle it myself.”

She hadn’t told Wen Jiao about the things Wen Jiao did to take revenge for her after her death, nor did she mention Wen Jiao’s ending, pretending she knew nothing after she died.

But that was impossible. It was precisely because of those things that she liked Wen Jiao so much; she couldn’t forget.

Xia Shishi didn’t want Wen Jiao to step in again. Perhaps that would cause the so-called plot to get back on track.

Xia Shishi didn’t want to leave any opportunity for Fu Yunhan and the others.

“Look how miserable Fu Yunhan is now, begging and pleading everywhere—of course, I still need to trouble you to appear and have those people refuse to help.” Xia Shishi didn’t have that much influence yet, but for this little favor, a couple shouldn’t stand on ceremony.

“Zhou Xiaojiang has also cut off her ties with Fu Yunhan, and due to the contract, she actively bowed to me.”

“Can’t I do a good job, too?”

Wen Jiao still held onto a lingering resentment. So what? They still hurt Xia Shishi, and those mistakes shouldn’t end so easily.

Regarding Fu Yunhan, she had already contacted many people and even offered them some benefits to ensure Fu Yunhan had no chance.

But what about Zhou Xiaojiang? Strictly speaking, Zhou Xiaojiang’s harm to Xia Shishi was even greater.

Since the matter with Qi Xue, Wen Jiao had noticed Xia Shishi’s caution toward Zhou Xiaojiang, which she didn’t understand. Why was Xia Shishi more wary of Zhou Xiaojiang than Fu Yunhan?

The performance had already begun.

First, the host came on stage, followed by the school leaders giving speeches, and then the first act to liven up the atmosphere.

This was followed by the school leaders’ report, and then the second act…

This continued until Zhou Xiaojiang took the stage.

She was performing a skit about students looking for jobs after graduation.

It depicted the students’ inexperience, their fear of the interviewer, and then, encouraged by everyone, their eventual ability to fully commit to their work.

Wen Jiao watched with a purely professional workplace perspective and gave it a low score.

As for Xia Shishi, she also watched with the eyes of an executive… noting the reactions of the surrounding people, as this was related to Zhou Xiaojiang’s future performance revenue.

As Xia Shishi had expected, since entering the plot, Zhou Xiaojiang’s life had begun to flourish, and nothing could stop her. Not Fu Yunhan, and certainly not anyone else.

The audience, after asking for Zhou Xiaojiang’s name, began to make a mental note of it…

Xia Shishi focused on the stage, frowning slightly.

It wasn’t until Zhou Xiaojiang’s performance ended and Meng Gui took the stage that a new burst of cheers erupted from the audience.

It seemed the plot still needed to be reasonable. After Xia Shishi produced irrefutable evidence to clarify the truth, no one could continue to slander her.

When the matter of the Fu Group stirred up the anger of netizens, and that anger reached a certain point, even Fu Yunhan couldn’t suppress the heat, and the Fu Group’s stock plummeted.

Meng Gui had been famous for a long time. She was a child prodigy and was consistently dazzling in her piano performances. It was difficult for Zhou Xiaojiang’s halo to completely overshadow her.

Meng Gui, in her black gown, sat before the piano, seemingly glowing. However, halfway through the piano performance, she suddenly stopped. This abrupt change caused the audience of thousands to fall silent.

Even the school leaders frowned, asking what was wrong.

Members of the student union rushed onto the stage to check if Meng Gui was feeling unwell. The first person up discovered that Meng Gui’s fingers had begun to bleed profusely, almost staining the piano keys red.

They gasped, looking at Meng Gui’s hand in astonishment.

Am I dreaming? How could this happen?

Meng Gui was drenched in sweat and didn’t even cry out in pain. She quickly apologized to the audience. The perpetual smile was gone from her face, and she began to cry uncontrollably.

Could a pianist whose hand was injured ever recover to their best condition?