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."

your niece and I'll

hand, motioning for her to calm down. "Oh please! I remember you sing

"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

You need to do something

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 could see him from time to time; and he treated her well and took her out for fun once in a while. She was content with all this. It didn't matter to her anymore

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

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

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 this. How could she hope to make any

skipped all niceties and instructed the person on the other end, "Add one more program at the

convince him to cancel. She hadn't expected her uncle would

well you sing, which means either you

but to nod,

which song to sing continuously after she left Adalson's office. Even after she had

"Joslyn, help! You've heard me sing so many times. Which song do you think I can

at? Bless, you sing every song really well. But I like

she would sound terrible and the entire song would be ruined! Wesley noticed that she had been absent-minded the whole time and finally couldn't help it. He asked in

She shook her head. "It's not that. I was just... thinking about my

he tell you?" Wesley knew Adalson had taken her

glance at his side face. "Well...did you read the programs

the one who organized the program

to tell him about her performance later. She had no idea how he

assured him she was okay and began to focus on

were colorful and interesting and of numerous types: cross-talk, sketch, dancing,