"Miss Song, you’re too kind, please get up." The man helped Song Anqi to sit down.

Song Anqi eagerly asked, "So when are you planning to rescue me? How do you plan to do it? Do I need to do anything?"

"Miss Song, there’s no need to worry. As long as you’re willing to cooperate with me, I will arrange everything."

With these words, Song Anqi felt much more at ease, nodding frequently and expressing her gratitude, her hands shaking with excitement.

A few minutes later, Song Anqi was taken back to her cell.

The middle-aged man left through the back door and walked to a Rolls-Royce that had been waiting outside the prison for a long time. The driver opened the door for him.

After getting into the car, he took off the mask on his face, and the assistant in the front passenger seat turned around and asked:

"Sir, do you really intend to rescue Song Anqi? If you attempt to rescue her, I’m afraid even a small mistake might arouse the police’s suspicion. I’m worried..."

"I never do anything I’m not confident about."

The middle-aged man raised his hand to stop him, slightly narrowing his sharp and cold eyes, "Song Anqi is a crucial piece on the chessboard, she will be of great use in the future."

"Understood."

The assistant nodded and signaled the driver to start the car.

The man gazed out the window at the night sky, now dark, with a cold, chilling smile appearing on his lips.

.........

A few days later, it was Christmas.

Song Yinyin’s piano solo concert was held grandly at the Mainland Grand Theater.

Due to her relationship with Lu Jihan, it had already caused a sensation throughout the city, and this concert was hyped up as well.

Before it even started, media reporters crowded the theater entrance, and attendees included political dignitaries, business magnates, and currently famous celebrities.

Among them, the appearance of Lu Jihan, Si Yuxuan, Ji Tingfeng, and Lu Jinyan was particularly striking.

At this moment backstage, Wen Duoduo accompanied Song Yinyin, making the final preparations before she went on stage.

Facing her best friend, Song Yinyin couldn’t hide her inner nervousness.

She placed her hands over her chest, taking deep breaths repeatedly, occasionally pulling Wen Duoduo, saying, "Oh no, Duoduo, I think I’m really nervous, what should I do? I’m really too nervous..."

She had stage experience, but with such a large-scale performance, her heart couldn’t help but feel anxious.

"No way, you’re the future queen of piano, a small case like this can’t trouble you, Yinyin, go for it!"

Wen Duoduo cheered her on.

Song Yinyin took several more deep breaths, but her heart continued to race, and she turned to Wen Duoduo with a forlorn face.

"Duoduo, I’m still nervous, what do I do?"

"Then let me give you a hug, a hug will make it better."

Wen Duoduo coaxed her.

Just at that moment, a tall and slender figure appeared at the backstage door.

Wen Duoduo glanced up and saw it was Lu Jihan. She gestured with her hand, and the man slightly nodded, walking quietly towards Song Yinyin from behind.

Wen Duoduo lightly patted Song Yinyin’s back with a smile, saying, "Alright, the person who can calm you is here."

Song Yinyin, not knowing, turned around and was surprised to see Lu Jihan: "When did you get here?"

"Just arrived." He smiled with his sparkling amber eyes, "Why, are you nervous?"

"Yeah."

Song Yinyin stuck out her little red tongue, nodding bashfully.

"Do you want me to charge you up?" he asked with a smile on his lips, his eyes full of affection and encouragement.

Song Yinyin was puzzled: "Charge up? How?"