True Love Waits

Chapter 629 The Performer Is Blair Jing

Of the numerous men that worked under Wesley, there was one whom Blair didn't know. He seemed quite frank with the man since he teased excitedly, "Chief, I remember you saying she's Lieutenant General Ji's niece the last time she came here. Now you're telling us she's your friend. So by next time, will she be your girlfriend?"

The entire group burst into laughter except Blair and Wesley. One was shy, the other stoic. "Yes, exactly! Chief, we're supposed to bring a family member here tonight. And you've brought Blair here! We all understand what that means. So I guess you should just be honest with us!" another soldier echoed and added to Blair's misery.

"Chief, in any case, we all know what Blair means to you!" the soldiers said in union.

As the rumble of cheer and exclamation grew louder with every passing sentence, Blair's face got hotter and redder in shyness. She was trying her best to maintain a polite smile on her lips but it was getting increasingly difficult. On the other hand, Wesley had kept a calm face throughout the torture, betraying no emotions, as if he weren't the talk of the soldiers.

"Cut the crap! All of you! Go do whatever you've been told to do. If you continue with this nonsense, then be ready for extra training sessions," he ordered coldly as he scanned the men around him. "While everyone else is enjoying the show!" he added, seeing a grin that still hadn't faded on one of the soldier's faces.

The entire group immediately turned around in one uniform motion and dispersed. As they ran off, Blair heard someone say, "Come on guys, run! Retreat quickly! Chief's got hundreds of ways to torture you to death!"

Blair chuckled under her breath as she saw them flee. It felt quite liberating! Wesley shifted his eyes towards her. "Come to my office first."

"Yes, Colonel Li." Blair saluted him playfully since there was nobody else around them now and they could be as cute as they wanted.

Wesley grinned, and then told her in a stern voice, "Your salute isn't right. It's too far below the standards. Want me to train you?" The last sentence was less stern and felt more evil than it should have! "Oh! No, no... I'm heading to your office right now! I am never saluting you again!" As she dropped those words, Blair took to her heels, running as fast as she could. She didn't even look back. Based on how strict Wesley was with his subordinates, she knew for sure that he wouldn't let her pass the bar so easily. For all intents and purposes, it would easily take her about a couple of weeks just to learn how to salute. So, of course she wasn't going to let him train her.

On her way to Wesley's office, Blair bumped into Adalson and unable to protest, was taken to his office instead.

Adalson slumped down in his chair comfortably and told her, "I had a hunch you would be here tonight. And boy was I right! Here you are!"

Embarrassed, Blair tried to explain, "I don't go to work these days. I feel bored staying at home all day long, so I've come to see tonight's show."

And although she didn't point out the person who had brought her, Adalson clearly knew the answer without even asking.

He thought about something for a moment, and suddenly said, "You know what? I'll have someone make a little change in the programs. You are going to sing a song tonight."

her eyes in shock. "What?

"Yes, I mean it."

Uncle Adalson, I don't have any singing prowess, discovered or otherwise. They know I'm your niece and I'll disgrace

waved his hand, motioning for her to calm down. "Oh please! I remember you sing quite well. Just do your best. Go and prepare

"Uncle, I'm kind of tone-deaf. Please, I don't want to sing on the stage and embarrass myself," she pleaded, but to no avail. 'With so many eyes on me, there's no way I can sing!

do something to stimulate him. You know, fall harder for you, or he wouldn't know how

"Actually, there's no need to do that, Uncle. He doesn't love me. I don't want to force him to love me back anymore. What's more, I like the state we are in right now. We're getting along peacefully, at the very least." She didn't lie about anything. They were living together in harmony for the moment; she

no signs of giving in, Adalson ignored her disagreement and dialed a number. Before the line was connected, he asked her, "What song are you going to sing? How about the song you sang with Joslyn last time. You did quite well on that. What was

the name. "Uncle...I don't want to sing a song. Please..." she drawled,

that bad. But she didn't think it would work. She had had a fiance in the past, but Wesley wasn't affected or stimulated by

as the call got through, Adalson skipped all niceties and instructed the person on the other end, "Add one more program at the end

a crying face, trying hard to convince him to cancel. She hadn't expected

the girl, "You fool. I know how well you sing, which means either you lack confidence or are being overly modest. You really sing

no choice but to

continuously after she left Adalson's office. Even after she had entered the venue with Wesley and sat down, her

heard me sing so many times. Which song do you think I can sing? Something

don't suck at? Bless, you sing every song really well. But I like to hear you sing 'The Fish.' You're great at it!" Blair thought about it carefully. She wasn't

would sound terrible and the entire song would be ruined! Wesley noticed that she had been absent-minded the whole time and finally

voice snapped her back to reality. She shook her head. "It's not that. I was

Adalson had taken her to

a glance at his side face. "Well...did you read

who organized the program so it's not my

performance later. She had

was okay and began to

performers tonight had been hired from one or the other entertainment companies that graced the city. The performances were colorful and interesting and of numerous types: cross-talk, sketch, dancing, singing, magic show, everything was there. It was as wonderful as a Spring