CHAPTER 577: SHE IS THAT BEAM OF LIGHT, ILLUMINATING HIS DARK WORLD.

The party came to an abrupt end due to a sudden accident.

However, this party left the teachers and students of Lanya High School deeply shocked.

Shen You’an was the talented piano prodigy who won unreserved praise from Mr. Pearl.

The piece she played, "Phantom of the Night," astonished everyone.

An accident nearly brought this gifted girl to ruin.

Liu Runxi risked his life to save her.

Who was Liu Runxi? Among the teenagers in Qingzhou, none could surpass him.

Frankly speaking, he was the Crown Prince of Qingzhou.

Everyone knew it clearly—someone of Liu Runxi’s stature didn’t have to risk his own life to save another.

Unless that person was of utmost importance to him.

They were all young people just beginning to understand love—who wouldn’t recognize it?

No words were necessary; actions were the best proof.

Childhood bonds, matching social status—all of it dissolved into foam at the moment the boy rushed forward without hesitation.

Nothing was more moving than the profound feelings of youth.

If that boy was of high status, extraordinarily handsome, and academically brilliant, his deep emotions carried an irresistibly romantic allure.

The scenes of an idol drama had come to life, like the male lead of a novel stepping out into reality.

Young girls would forever be moved by such ultimate romance.

Rather than envying Shen You’an, they admired her.

Shen You’an, who showcased her brilliance tonight, was like the bright moon in the sky, her radiance unchallenged and unrivaled.

Everyone reflected quietly, their feelings complicated or wistful, as the crowd gradually dispersed into the cold wind.

"Brother, do you think tonight’s accident was an accident?"

Leng Xuexi adjusted her knitted hat, her twin braids hanging down on each side, making her youthful face appear even sweeter and cuter.

Yet the expression on that adorable face was one of mature composure far beyond her age.

Growing up in the scheming environment of the Leng family, Leng Xuexi was much more perceptive than her peers.

"What do you think?"

Leng Yunyang tossed the question back to her.

"It was definitely no accident. I wonder who Shen You’an offended to make them want her dead. But this person is quite clever—they chose to act within the school, ensuring that all blame falls on the school and the Lanya Group."

The backstage area of the party was full of mixed personnel; if investigated thoroughly, it wouldn’t be easy to find the culprit.

She sighed, "Liu Runxi really surprised me this time. I never thought someone so serene and radiant, blending effortlessly into the crowd, could have such a fearless side. If I were Shen You’an, I’d be overwhelmed with gratitude."

Leng Xuexi spoke with the innocent tone of a young girl, openly expressing her emotional reaction.

She even imagined herself encountering such a deeply affectionate and handsome prince one day.

Leng Yunyang let out a derisive laugh, his tone unashamedly mocking: "That’s only because I was too far from the stage; otherwise, where would he have had his chance?"

Leng Xuexi shook her head and sighed.

"Brother, you’re destined to be single for life."

Leng Xuexi glanced at Gu Bichen, who was walking ahead in silence, and quietly approached him. "Gu, don’t worry, Shen will be fine. In the future, the Lanya Group will definitely prioritize her safety."

Gu Bichen raised his head and looked at her. The young girl’s round eyes sparkled brightly in the night.

He nodded. "I know."

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Gao Yuyue draped his down jacket over Shen You’an’s shoulders, as the cold wind rushed in.

Gao Yuyue’s tone carried the relief of narrowly escaping disaster: "If it weren’t for Liu Runxi, your blood might have splattered across the stage today. Tomorrow we should go to Qingxia Mountain to pray and ask the Taoist priest for a peace charm; you can’t underestimate these things."

Shen You’an tightened the jacket around her.

A black stretch limo pulled up in front of them.

A man stepped out of the vehicle.

Gao Yuyue’s eyes lit up. "Uncle!"

Ren Mingze’s gaze fell upon Shen You’an. "Your friend must be frightened. Get in; I’ll take you back."

Gao Yuyue looked at Shen You’an.

Shen You’an’s expression remained cold and stoic. "Thank you, Mr. Ren, but I have other matters to attend to and must decline your kind offer."

Ren Mingze smiled slightly. "That’s fine. Wherever you’re headed, I’ll have my driver take you."

He paused for a moment. "You’re a good friend to Yu’e, and you could even be considered my junior. I also want to thank you for helping Yu’e with her studies—she told me without your help, she couldn’t have earned the silver medal in the CMO."

"So, with an elder, there’s no need to be so formal."

Gao Yuyue nudged Shen You’an’s arm. "Exactly, my uncle is your uncle. If you act so distant, I’ll get mad."

Shen You’an glanced down at her phone. "I need to head to Mingren Hospital."

On the ambulance, the emergency doctors quickly assessed that Liu Runxi had a ligament strain in his left leg and a fractured patella on his right knee. Since Mingren Hospital was renowned for its orthopedics and, given this young master’s extraordinary status, the doctors suggested taking him to Mingren Hospital as a precaution.