My Wife Is The Final Boss

Chapter 1138 - 624: Ah Qing’s Fall (Double-Length)

My Wife Is The Final Boss

Chapter 1138 - 624: Ah Qing’s Fall (Double-Length)

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Chapter 1138: Chapter 624: Ah Qing’s Fall (Double-Length)

Ah Qing felt that she had transformed.

After her conversation with Shi Qingjun, both her body and mind experienced an elevation. So, after the disbandment of the space-time, Ah Qing did not glance at Shi Qingjun, who was mingling with the ladies offstage; instead, she focused on performing her own dance.

What disappointed her somewhat was...

When she resumed her performance, the scorching hot gaze that made her cheeks flush... slowly vanished.

Young Master.

Young Master...

No longer watched her.

Ah Qing, upon realizing this, breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt an indescribable loss within her heart.

Women are truly strange creatures.

She thought she wanted to be watched, but when she truly was, she felt too shy to lift her head.

She thought she didn’t want to be watched, but when that gaze really disappeared, she felt reluctant...

Fortunately, she could faintly sense that Yun Qian was always watching her, which was a rare comfort.

Shi Qingjun?

Really unfamiliar now.

After concluding the dance, Ah Qing made a simple curtsy and then turned to step off the stage, leaving the stage to the girls of the Flower Moon Building... and backstage, she welcomed an era known as ’Ah Qing’.

Undoubtedly, the backstage was incredibly noisy at this moment. Her sword dance had captured the hearts of numerous girls, including Miss Qin, who played the zither and shared the same hometown as Qinling. She even canceled her upcoming performance just to stand next to Ah Qing in advance, ensuring they could sit together at the victory feast. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Sister, congratulations on your performance... ending perfectly!" said Huang’Er, sitting in a wheelchair, with a smile as she walked over and held onto Ah Qing’s sleeve, her face full of unspeakable pride and fascination.

It was as if it was not Ah Qing who had just delivered a perfect performance, but herself.

Without a doubt, if there were a victory banquet, the legless Huang’Er would sit on Ah Qing’s left... though many women felt Huang’Er should sit at the children’s table and not compete with them over Miss Aqing.

But... ultimately, Huang’Er was indeed the first girl in the entire Flower Moon Building to connect heart-to-heart with Ah Qing, having been closely attached to Ah Qing’s side long before, unlike those who had ulterior motives for her charms.

"Perfect... still had flaws." Surrounded by a group of women, Ah Qing showed no sign of discomfort, only a slight gasp from fatigue after stepping offstage.

She paused in her words, then said, "I’m going to change my clothes."

With that, Ah Qing entered a small room, locked it behind her, leaving the group of female ’ruffians’ outside—women indulged in Ah Qing’s beauty, hoping to take advantage while she was exhausted, to see if they could gain some benefits... were left quite disappointed.

A flash of silver light.

Ah Qing’s figure disappeared from the room.

Ah Qing indeed left.

She wasn’t good at conversing with so many women, so she intended to calm down for a while.

For her, today’s performance seemed like a watershed, truly a threshold of integrating into the Flower Moon Building... crossing this threshold, the Half-Demon known as Ah Qing was about to embrace a new life.

So, there were many things... she needed to carefully, thoroughly think through.

At this moment, though it was nearly dawn, Beisang City was still shrouded in darkness... yet even so, the place was still vibrant with decorative lights towering high and bustling energy.

Beisang City was like this; because there were many places of leisure, it remained lively even late into the night, the day’s clamor never seemed to pause.

A light rain fell from the sky, and Ah Qing wore a veil to cover her face, holding an umbrella as she rested beneath the Cyan Phoenix Tree in the city, listening to the pitter-pattering sound of rain on evergreen leaves, watching the hurrying girls despite the deep night.

She knew her current appearance was quite strange, wearing a cyan-green bamboo hat layered with light gauze, her black hair all wrapped inside a wide cloak, fluffy white wool encircling her.

In the distance over the lake, she could see the large boat on which a banquet was being held.

Suddenly feeling like leaving the painted boat to wander within the city... no reason needed, Ah Qing just had a bit of unspoken dissatisfaction in her heart... it was feminine thoughts fermenting, prompting a walk to calm the mood.

Staying on that boat would make her feel... still somewhat concerned about Shi Qingjun and Young Master, unable to truly calm down.

"..." Ah Qing observed everything in Beisang City earnestly.

Going forward, she not only lived in the Flower Moon Building, but would also settle in Beisang City.

After today, her home would no longer be the Holy Mountain, but Beisang City... so Ah Qing naturally needed to take a good look at this town.

"Young Master... did he use to live... over there?" Ah Qing gazed afar, her sight piercing through the dark smoke and rain, finally resting on an empty little courtyard.

She smiled, letting her gaze linger slightly at the place neighboring Xu Chang’an’s old residence.

She had investigated, and knew the whole street where Xu Chang’an lived was the private property of Zhu Pingniang... so, she hoped that when she occasionally chose to stay at the Flower Moon Building for a few days, she could be the neighbor of Young Master and Miss Yun.

Even though... Xu Chang’an and Yun Qian no longer lived there, it still counted as a thought.

"Really... what am I thinking about?" Ah Qing’s veil fluttered as she laughed at herself for her own lack of resolve.

The silvery laughter of a woman in the midnight was indeed strange; moreover, this outfit of Ah Qing should have been eye-catching, but surprisingly, the girls holding umbrellas, bustling past her, paid no heed to her presence, nor did they initiate conversation, hurriedly coming and going, as if everyone was extremely busy.

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