From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 740: 380 Thinking of Each Other_2

What a heroine she is.

Zheng Qing raised the wine bottle, “Cheers.”

The farce was successfully settled.

Aunt Hong waved her hand: “I’m a woman of my word, and you all know me well. I welcome those who come to support me with open arms, but I won’t tolerate troublemakers.”

Her tone suddenly became heavier, and she glanced meaningfully at Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao’s heart jumped involuntarily, and he nervously shrank his shoulders.

Zheng Qing hooked her lips, staring at the woman’s enchanting figure, “Aunt Hong…”

Ming Jing lowered her gaze, lightly saying, “An old acquaintance.”

Zheng Qing raised an eyebrow in surprise, “You know her?”

Ming Jing smiled, her eyes in the flickering light, like a thick fog.

“Isn’t she your old acquaintance?”

Zheng Qing clicked her tongue, “I knew I couldn’t hide it from you.”

Aunt Hong walked forward a few steps, laughing, “Our Yueyue is a bit shy, don’t tease her, Yueyue. I remember you like singing, why don’t you sing a song for everyone?”

Yueyue took a deep breath, “I…I’ll sing a folk song from my hometown for everyone…”

The woman’s singing was ethereal and beautiful, extremely penetrating, and the entire hall became quiet in an instant, leaving only her melodious and unforgettable singing.

“The silent bright moon shines on the western tower, only endless yearning remains…”

With the ethereal singing, an image appeared in everyone’s minds: a beautiful but haggard woman leaning on a tall tower, gazing at the endless bright moon, yearning for her lover, making it impossible not to be touched.

Good lyrics, good tunes, and even better singing.

After the girl finished singing the last line, there was a moment of silence in the hall.

Aunt Hong started applauding first, followed by unceasing applause, and the whole room shouted Yueyue’s name.

Yueyue was a little overwhelmed and looked for Zheng Qing in the crowd, only this person made her feel at ease.

Xianxian asked in a whisper, “Yueyue, how come I’ve never heard you sing this little tune before? The melody is quite unique; it’s the first time I’ve heard it. Is it from your hometown?”

Yueyue shook her head, “This song ‘Longing For Each Other’ was taught to me by a beautiful aunt.”

With a hint of grievance, her eyes reddened, “But I’ll never see her again…”

Aunt Hong laughed, “Yueyue, you were amazing; I’m so proud of you.”

Then came the voting segment, where tonight’s men would choose the final princess. This princess would become the top performer in Zuihong Bar, enjoying every privilege, and of course, even more involuntary.

Yueyue bit her teeth, “Xianxian, I don’t want to be a princess…”

She heard that becoming a princess meant being given to the most powerful and influential man in Jiangzhou, and never escaping for the rest of her life.

Xianxian held her hand, “Not becoming a princess might be even more unfortunate.”

In the campaigning stage, each person would remove the mask on their face one by one, and this was tonight’s main event.

As expected, each one was a young and beautiful face, each with its unique charm, dazzling to the eyes.

Only the eighth girl, who played the flute, was not outstanding and somewhat ordinary, but still a pretty woman.

As for Number Ten, no one had high hopes.

Although her singing was good, her performance from beginning to end was too petty and somewhat disgraceful.

When the tenth girl took off her mask, there was a moment of silence.

Immediately followed by whistles and shouting in the hall, the atmosphere once again reached its peak.

On the high platform, the girl had silky black hair, a delicate face, exquisite features, and willowy eyebrows framing her almond eyes. With a delicate nose and red lips, she had a classically graceful and elegant appearance, especially her pair of black amber eyes, showing a timid hesitance, evoking pity and love.

Standing among a group of heavily made-up, flirtatious girls, she stood out and was even more noticeable.

With her pitiful appearance at the moment, she aroused the protective instincts in men’s hearts. Even just a shy glance could hook a man’s soul.

The bronze plate’s digital dial had numbers from 0 to 9, with 0 meaning 10. Removing a number meant supporting that contestant—interesting and cheat-proof.

When the staff member came to Zheng Qing to collect the bronze plate, Zheng Qing fiddled with it, the round plate magically appearing and disappearing between her fingers, making people’s hearts tremble in fear.

“I abstain.” She felt sick every time she saw this kind of show where women catered to men’s preferences.

Voting? Voting my ass.

The staff member looked extremely troubled—every man who came here was excited, only this person was an anomaly.

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