SilentMoon_07: ahhh finally I get to see them in person I'M SCREAMING
SongMeiqiMyAngel: SONG MEIQI you are so pretty the IT GIRL for sure i'm done for!
PetalRain_xx: Lina's hair and styling are PERFECT. Can't wait for her part, and Siyu's aura is next-level.
BloomisForever: Siyu's smile is BRIGHT—she'll light up the stadium. Also, MENGYAO, MY GODDESS!!!
StarryEyes22: Meiqi and Mengyao together are UNREAL!—they're going to dominate the stage.
ForeverWithEverbloom: Xiuying is slaying in that outfit—absolute queen and leader vibes!
Bloomis_1314: Counting down every second. EVERBLOOM FOREVER—finally back home!
CuriousCat: Does anyone else think Echo's "IDOL" post is actually about them?
CherryBlossomDreamer: Seriously, don't believe it—that's ridiculous.
Comments on Everbloom's teaser post poured in nonstop. Overnight, it blew up, topping all trending lists, fans spamming and tagging each other, pushing Echo's post aside. Because of their overseas schedule, Everbloom had barely performed last year and this year, making fans' wait for a home show even more intense.
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Elsewhere in the busy district of H.City, a tall building pierced the night sky. Light spilled across the walls of a single room, but inside, tension hung thick in the air.
Si Haoran stood before President Yang's desk, his expression tight with determination. His manager hovered beside him, nervous and fidgeting. President Yang didn't speak—his glare alone filled the room with silent pressure.
Then, he asked, "Do you realize what this could do to your career?" His tone deep and unwavering, fingers steepled on the desk as his eyes bore into Haoran.
"I do. But… I'm serious about Song Meiqi," Haoran replied, clenching his fists at his sides, his voice firm with determination. Beside him, his manager shifted nervously, glancing between the two men as if the air itself could snap.
Yang studied him for a moment, leaning back and tapping a finger lightly on the desk, then gave a slight nod. "I understand. Just… make sure you know what's at stake."
Haoran and his manager exchanged a brief, stunned glance. This wasn't what they had expected—they thought President Yang would demand Haoran to end things with Meiqi. But instead, it seemed he didn't care about that at all.
"You may leave," President Yang's voice cut through the silence. With that, Haoran and his manager stepped out of the room, the door clicking shut behind them, leaving the office quiet once more.
President Yang was left alone, leaning back against his chair, his mind drifting to the conversation he had with Meiqi that morning.
"Manager Li has told me everything. Now tell me the truth," he said, eyes sharp, voice cold and commanding.
Across from him, Song Meiqi sat rigid on the couch, her gaze unwavering. Manager Li fidgeted beside her, visibly worried.
The silence dragged on, thick and suffocating, until Meiqi's voice finally cut through. "Yes, I'm dating Si Haoran. And yes, I broke the dating ban in the contract," she admitted. "But… don't worry. I'll end it soon."
Hearing her, Manager Li froze. She knew how long Meiqi and Si Haoran had been together—she hadn't expected Meiqi to end it so abruptly. President Yang's expression mirrored her shock.
"My work comes first," she said, her voice calm and measured, each word deliberately clipped. "Ending things with him is only logical." Her expression was cold, devoid of the usual brightness that normally lit her face.
As the memory faded, President Yang composed himself and returned to his work.
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The company van eased to a stop in front of Meiqi's apartment building. She stepped out, a mask hiding most of her face, and walked slowly toward the elevator, every movement weighed down by weariness.
She pressed against the cold metal walls as the doors began to close, the gentle hum of metal breaking the silence. Then, with a sudden hiss, they slid open again, and her gaze snapped up, drawn to the unexpected movement.
Two men entered. One wore a navy blue shirt, sleeves rolled up, moving with a confident, almost careless swagger, every gesture drawing the eye. The other, impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuded formality and control—she instantly recognized him as Wang Zi Rui.
She freezes, slightly stunned. His demeanour remains as intimidating as ever. She shrinks back into the corner, trying to make herself smaller—but Zi Rui has already spotted her. His eyes flicker for a brief moment before he lowers his gaze and presses the button for his floor.
Silence stretched as the elevator ascended. Meanwhile, Meiqi couldn't help but glance at the man beside Zi Rui. She remembered him—the flamboyant guy who had sabotaged his blind date just a few days ago.
Her jaw dropped as the thought of a secret romance raced through her mind. Slowly, a small, hesitant smile tugged at her lips—the first flicker of warmth she'd felt since last night.
Across from her, Zi Rui caught the faint lift in her expression—the small spark that hadn't been there yesterday. He let his gaze linger, calm and unreadable, revealing just the slightest hint of interest.
Then, the elevator doors slid open, and Meiqi stepped out, casting a quick, curious glance back before heading toward her apartment.
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As the first light of dawn spilled across the city, the members of Everbloom arrived at the concert venue. Backstage, they moved through stretches and vocal warm-ups, checked their outfits, and exchanged determined glances. The quiet buzz of anticipation hung in the air, each of them preparing for a performance that would leave the audience breathless.