His Genius Wife is a Superstar

When Jin Liwei arrived at the scene, the performance had already ended and most of the crowd was in the midst of dispersing. The people looked elated as they gushed about the exciting performance they just witnessed, with some still continuing to sing "We Will Rock You" by themselves.

Jin Liwei and the other new arrivals felt disappointed that they missed the show but didn't dwell on it too much. After all, they hadn't experienced the performance firsthand so they didn't know what they missed.

"Hey, Liam!"

He saw his friends and their girlfriends on the other side of the street waving at him. After joining the group, he greeted them with a nod before keeping a distance from the girls. His coldness became more pronounced in the presence of the girls. Everyone could only give a wry smile at his cold reception. They were already used to it, anyway.

"Did you just arrive, Liam?"

"Yes. Sorry for being late."

"Nah! Don't worry about it, bro. We were watching an amazing street performance just now. The pianist was the bomb! That babe's so gorgeous and talented! I wanted to talk to her and ask for her number or something. But too bad her guy friends pulled her away before anyone could even have a chance to approach and speak to her after the performance," said one of his friends who didn't have a girlfriend just like him.

"Hmmm…" Jin Liwei was no longer interested in the performance he missed, especially after hearing his friends raving about the female pianist's appearance.

The pianist must have relied on her good looks to attract the audience's attention. Why else would his friends focus so much on her appearance instead of the actual performance? (He didn't know that his friends already finished discussing the amazing performance among themselves before he joined them, so now they were talking about the performer's stunning beauty instead.) He was the type of person who didn't give a damn about how a woman looked like. There were so many females who kept on trying to seduce him with their beauty but he remained unaffected. He appreciated intelligence, abilities and skills more than personal appearance. But even if someone was intelligent, talented and skilled, it wasn't a guarantee that he would be attracted.

Jin Liwei was already an adult yet hadn't felt lust yet since the day he was born, unlike men his age who could only think about the next girl they wanted to fuck. Sure, he would wake up in the morning with a hard-on now and then but those were natural male physiological responses and not because he was having wet dreams about a certain woman. He hadn't yet met a woman (or a man) who could stir his sexual desire. He was already beginning to think that he would never feel sexually attracted to another person for the rest of his life. Perhaps he was someone called "asexual". Not that he cared much.

His thoughts were interrupted by his friend.

"Hold on. I took some photos and videos of the hot pianist. I'll show you."

"No need. Let's go to the restaurant now," Jin Liwei interjected but his friend was already checking his phone.

"Eh? I'm sure I took several photos and videos but why are they all gone? Was I mistaken? Or did I accidentally delete all of them?"

"You're so silly. Don't you know how to use your own phone? Here, I also took some photos and videos…huh? Wait. Where are they? Why is there none?"

Those who recorded the street performance earlier all checked their phones. There were no photos or videos. They all mysteriously disappeared.

"This so weird. Did all of us press the wrong button or something?"

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Inside a car driving away from the university, Evelina closed her laptop and placed it on the seat beside her. A delicate sigh escaped from her lips. Although she felt exhilarated and touched that so many people enjoyed her performance earlier that they even recorded it, she had no choice but to hack into their devices and delete all the photos and videos they took of her. A handful of them had even already posted the recordings on social media but fortunately, she was able to remove the photos and videos before they had a chance to spread on the internet.

There was no helping it. She was a Vetrov and the Vetrovs weren't allowed to leave any evidence of their identities behind. They had an enormous number of enemies always waiting for the opportunity to take them down. And she, the least trained (because she hated it), effectively making her the weakest in combat among the Vetrovs, was the easiest and most scrumptious target in the organization. It was fortunate that not a lot of information was released to the outside world about her, primarily due to her family's painstaking protection.

Once again, unwillingness to live this kind of secretive, purposeless life with no freedom threatened to overwhelm Evelina but she forced the feeling down to the deepest recesses of her heart. It would only make her depressed if she nurtured this kind of feelings. At least, she had music, computers and the internet as a temporary escape to her dreary life. And most importantly, she had her big brother. If not for his love and care, she might have already given up life a long time ago.

Leaning her head against the window and watching the scenery passing by, Evelina remembered the wonderful feeling of performing earlier. She had never felt so alive! It was what she had always dreamed of.

A sad smile darkened and lightened her expression at the same time. She might not be able to achieve her dreams but at least she had the opportunity to have a taste of it today. Also, she saved all those recordings she deleted from the crowd's devices for her own use, so that she could view them later and relive the amazing feeling of performing in front of an enthusiastic audience.

'This is enough,' she forced herself to believe and then closed her eyes.