Transmigration: Lady Chi Woos The Ice cold Professor Jun
Chapter 464: A visit from a former song bird

Chapter 464: A visit from a former song bird

A neighbor that she did not know, why would that person be interested in meeting her? As curious as she was she did not want to leave the house unnecessarily.

"Do you know who the neighbor is butler Davies?"

"It’s a woman but she is veiled from head to toe, I know her name and she lived next door long before the master moved in but she keeps to herself so there is not much I can tell you. I do know that the director sent people to her gate because he wants access to her part of the pond since it’s the larger end."

"It must be for the video shoot." Ian surmised.

"Please send her in." Chi Lian decided.

"She wants to meet you alone mistress." Butler Davies looked at Ian, communicating with his eyes that he should give the mistress some privacy.

"I will make myself scarce." Ian sighed. "And here I was thinking that we are new best friends." he sighed.

"Even best friends keep secrets from each other." she replied.

She remained sitting on her chair, spinning around as she slowly sipped wine and ate some grapes from a plate on the kitchen island. At one point she said ’woo’ then she giggled and covered her mouth, looking around to see if anybody had viewed her childish behavior.

"I saw." T4 said.

"You see everything." she answered.

"Should I dig into the neighbor?"

"Not unless she becomes a threat."

Butler Davies returned with a woman trailing behind his wide back. His footsteps were so silent that if she heard not been facing the entry she would not have seen him coming. How did a man so large walk so silently that even with her super hearing she heard to sharpen her senses to hear him. As for the woman behind him, she was dainty and just as the butler said she was covered from head to toe, She was dressed in all black like someone going to attend a funeral, if the lace clothing which was covering her entire head was taken into judgement then she looked like an ancient widow. The dress itself was so long that it trailed along the floor as she moved.

"This is her mistress." Butler Davies said. "She insisted on not being physically searched so all we did was scan her. I cannot guarantee that she has no hidden weapons on her body. I am requesting for your permission to stand in the corner and observe silently."

"Don’t worry Davies I can protect myself. You can stand outside the door and wait however and if you hear me screaming then you can come running."

"Yes ma’am." he replied and exited the room.

Sometimes he called her mistress and other times he called her ma’am, he was quite respectful even though she had only just met him. How had Muyang recruited him, she wondered.

"Please take a seat." Chi Lian told the mysterious neighbor. "And feel free to take off all this, you know my face so it’s only fair that I know yours."

"My face scares more people than it pleases." a small voice answered. "I can guarantee which category you will fall into."

"Do not be too quick to judge, I have seen my fair share of scary things. You have seen my face and I want to be able to identify who I am talking to. If you are uncomfortable then perhaps we can start with your name. What should I call you?"

"Allie Jean." she said.

T4 went to work the moment she said her name, searching for every record of an Allie Jean, Beverly hills resident and he included her height in the equation. Weight was not permanent it fluctuated for different people so it could not be trusted.

"How can I trust that it is your true name?" Chi Lian asked her. If she was looking her in the eye then she could trust her words but not right now.

"Why would I lie about my name?" she asked.

"People lie." Chi Lian answered.

"Look I am not here for something shady I just want to ask you to sell that song to me. The song those girls have been singing all morning, it looks like they are about to shoot a video for the song. I will take the song the way it is for one hundred thousand dollars."

"One hundred thousand for a song that could potentially make me millions I reject your offer." She picked up her glass of wine because as far she was concerned this conversation was over. She would not be selling the song, not even if she was offered one million dollars.

T4 started filling in the blanks for Chi Lian, "Allie Jean is a real person, a thirty two year old world famous female musician. This woman is a legend in the music world, she has been singing since she was twelve years old. She traveled around the world and performed for millions of audiences but unfortunately for her there was a fire at one of her concerts. This was a devastating fire which resulted in the death of ten people and she was also injured. The left part of her face was burnt, her left hand lost all motion and she disappeared from the public eye."

"Looks like she turned into a recluse." Chi Lian told T4. "No wonder she covers herself from head to toe, she must not want anybody to see her face."

"Wait." Allie Jean said and she held on to Chi Lian’s hand. "The song speaks to me, I have some regrets in my life and a few lines from that song made me cry. I have not allowed myself to cry in so many years but listening to that song just allowed me to let some of it out."

"Then shouldn’t you be more eager not to hear the song?" Chi Lian asked her. "It’s a song I wrote for the world to hear so it has to be sung. There could be other people out there that are just in as much pain as you. Others that could have regrets that the song might help them work out. I can’t give you the song but maybe I can allow you to sing a part of it. I recognize your voice, you are that musician who sung ’ring ring’. Chi Lian did not recognize the song because Allie Jean was not a musician from her earth but she was an icon in this one. She could see all of the woman’s best hits on the virtual screen so she could mention any song from them and act as if she knew what she was talking about.

"I don’t sing anymore." Allie Jean stood up and nervously wrapped her arms around herself.

"You injured your face and arm, those can be healed easily with time. Your voice on the other hand is still fine. Instead of hiding away and waiting for death use your voice. If you are not singing for yourself sing for your fans that lost their lives in that concert. Commemorate them and remember them."