"I don't remember Wayne ever mentioning joint activities with the orchestra department to me." Chris did not reply directly.
"Really? Maybe he doesn't think it's necessary to tell you this kind of thing."
Kaori replied calmly.
In fact, Geli had not been angry with Wei En before about this matter, but she was not worried that Wei En would deny it. After all, he had promised to owe her an opportunity to borrow the name of Lily Club.
It sounded like a very sincere offer, but to Ge Li, it was just tasteless and tasteless. In Qingxi Academy, there was nothing that she, the Kareei-sama, could do without using the name of the Lily Club.
Therefore, rather than wasting it casually, it would be more meaningful to use it to add some trouble to him.
"Well..." Chris showed a slightly tangled look, as if she was thinking about the reason why she should refuse.
"If you are unwilling to come forward, then let Wayne come to me in person."
"Forget it, I'll go."
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately got the result he wanted.
Ge Li curled his lips.
Humph, Wayne Wincher, your little secret of second choice is really useful.
It was not until nightfall and the noisy crowd had dispersed that Wayne finally finished the finishing work and declared the performance to be a successful conclusion.
"I'm sorry, it took a long time."
Seeing Chris standing obediently in the ventilation corridor outside waiting for him, Wayne was a little touched.
At that moment, there was only one thought in his mind:
If there is a girl who is willing to pick you up from get off work with a cold breeze, then marry her.
"Why don't you find a place to sit for a while."
Chris looked at him with exceptionally bright eyes under the moonlight and shook her head. "It's me who should apologize. Originally I was also one of the organizers, but Wayne took care of most of the things. In the end, I just watched the performance happily and didn't care about anything."
Wayne smiled, "Since you can feel happy, that's enough."
He walked forward, naturally took off his coat and put it on Chris, and gave her a hug.
"You've been busy all day, are you hungry? What do you want to eat when you get home?"
Generally speaking, most of Chris' depression can be solved with good food. Normally when she heard this sentence, she would have been excitedly grabbing him and counting down what she wanted to eat.
But Chrissy was particularly quiet today.
"Oh." She sighed.
"Wayne, did you promise anything to Geli?"
The sudden question almost caused Wayne to duck to his waist.
The smile on his lips froze for a second, and Wayne relied on instinct to stop his body from overreacting.
She asked what this sentence meant?
"Alas." Wayne also pretended to sigh naturally, "I did promise her something, well... it's really hard to refuse."
Chrissy nodded and said seriously: "Okay, I understand."
Just when Wayne's heartbeat was about to accelerate uncontrollably, Chrissy added the next sentence in time: "I will be the one to take part in the joint activities with the orchestra department."
Wayne:? ? ?
He finally realized that Geli probably said something to Chris.
"What, Ge Li just came to see you?" Asking casually should not arouse suspicion.
"Yes." As she said this, Chris showed a trace of doubt. "But I always feel that her purpose is not just to invite me to the event..."
Wayne hesitated to speak.
Before that, he had tried to find a way to temporarily settle Rose, but this was not a long-term solution.
He never thought about betraying Chris, but what really worried him was how long he could keep his secret secret.
If it was just a matter of life experience, and with the support of Duke Elliot who was willing to take care of everything for him, he could backhand and use Elliot's hand to deal with these hidden dangers step by step.
Even if he is exposed one day, Wayne completely believes that as long as he is willing to hide behind the scenes, the Wenche family will still accept him.
but--
If the song ceremony thing is leaked, the nature will be different.
In the civilian area of Wangdu, there is a hot pot restaurant with an unattractive appearance.
Ever since hot pot was invented by a gourmet noble lady many years ago, this novel cooking method has become all the rage.
For people who are not financially well-off, it is not uncommon to stew a bunch of food. However, the secret of hot pot lies in its soup base. With the careful preparation of the soup base and the dual combination of fresh and delicious ingredients, once you try the taste once, you will never be able to resist its temptation again.
Of course, proud nobles would never come to such a place to dine.
An ordinary black carriage passed by the gate of this hot pot restaurant, turned around, and drove inwards.
Not long after, two big men in uniform dark uniforms closed the iron gate facing the street and hung a "Closed for Business" sign.
"Master Wayne, the boss behind this place is one of our spies. He has changed hands several times and will never find Laird's name."
Leading the way, Rose introduced them diligently.
Wayne looked around. The environment and decoration of this store were not bad, but there were no customers at all. Moreover, there is no fragrance that is far away from ordinary hot pot restaurants.
Suspicious, too suspicious.
Seemingly knowing what he was thinking, Ross took out a menu and showed it to Wayne.
The unit prices of the above dishes are far higher than the average consumption level.
Good guy, this is still a black shop. No wonder the waiters are all tall and strong men. Common people don't dare to eat here at all.
Wayne put down the menu quite speechlessly. "So, your people usually contact you through this store?"
"Yes, I have summoned a few confidants to meet with you. If you have any instructions, you can leave me a message here."
Compared to the Laird family, Wayne actually cares more about the rebels.
After checking back and forth for a while, Wayne followed Ross to a private room on the second floor. From the window, he could see the street below. "Are there any recent orders from the rebels?"
He did not sit down, and Rose did not dare to sit down, so he could only stand aside.
"The affairs of the rebels in the royal capital have been handed over to Lord Bulwer with full authority." Ross looked down and said, "We have a cooperative relationship there, and Lord Norman will not listen to rude demands. However, Bulwer has no regard for Norman. Lord Man is not concerned about his whereabouts, and there is no latest news from within the rebels. I suspect..."
He hesitated and did not say it directly, but the meaning was self-evident.
"Has the news about me been reported to the rebel headquarters?" Wayne asked.
Ross shook his head.
"Except for a few absolutely reliable confidants, no one knows that you exist. Lord Norman has always been elusive. I suggest that you act in Lord Norman's name first. In this way, as long as we operate normally internally, the rebels will not be able to do anything for a while. Notice how different it is from before.”
"Unless—they already know the whereabouts of Lord Norman."
So Wayne knew that Ross also wanted to use himself to confirm something.
