So cool! The daughter of a rich man returns to run wild in the rich family

The person who came was none other than Xie Chenghuan's loyal dog, Huo Jingyang.

"Second Young Master Huo, I wonder why you came home so late? Is there something wrong?"

Xie Ci Nan stood up first.

He knew best that the reason Xie Chenghuan could still live a comfortable life that was no less comfortable than that of the Xie family was entirely due to Huo Jingyang, the prince of Beicheng.

Now Huo Jingyang came with a bad look on his face, it must be because of Xie Chenghuan.

Huo Jingyang only glanced at Xie Ci'nan who had stood up, then walked straight towards Lu Wenyin, and said in a polite tone:

"Aunt Lu, I'm so sorry to come uninvited and disturb your meal."

Lu Wenyin glanced at him and did not respond with the politeness he expected, but instead said "hmm" lightly.

This "hmm" made Huo Jingyang's already ugly face even uglier.

He gritted his teeth, maintaining the demeanor of a young master and continued to explain his purpose:

"Cheng Huan has been crying for the past two days because of the competition. I've tried everything to comfort her, but nothing works. I'm worried that if she keeps crying like this, she'll get sick."

Except for Xie Ci Nan and Lu Wen Yin, everyone else at the table continued to eat their meals.

Xie Jinghong turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside and ate with relish.

Carls stared at Xie Jinghong's chopsticks. He picked up whatever dish she picked up. He had been observing for a long time. Among all the people at the table, Miss Jinghong ate the most relishing meal.

You can’t go wrong by following her way of eating.

Although each dish has its own style, he had heard that the order of eating here is very particular, so he had to learn it.

Xie Jinghong had already noticed his behavior, and as if to tease him deliberately, he danced his chopsticks between the plates, picked up a small half bowl and stacked them together, then started eating directly with the bowl in his hand.

Karls: ...

Carls was stunned.

"So, you can eat them together?" Carls quietly asked Xie Zeyu beside him.

"Yeah, we don't have to be so particular about eating. Look at my sister, she eats a bowl of mixed food and it tastes so delicious."

Every time Xie Zeyu watched his sister eat, he would eat two more bowls of food.

He has gained weight during this period and has to exercise more to maintain his image as a handsome man.

Carls held his forehead, feeling that he had been deceived by the online posts.

Huo Jingyang had finished speaking, and seeing that everyone at the table treated him like air, the second young master Huo's pride could not bear it.

"She's crying, what can we do? Second Young Master Huo, plagiarizing... no, stealing Master Tingxian's music is wrong in the first place. It's good that she can reflect on it. What's the meaning of you coming to our house?"

Lu Wenyin's tone was calm, and her dignified and elegant face was filled with an irrefutable majesty.

A look of hurt flashed across Huo Jingyang's eyes.

"Aunt Lu, Cheng Huan did this just to get your approval. Besides, she didn't plagiarize Master Tingxian's work."

Huo Jingyang's tone of voice became a little fiercer.

After hearing this, even Carls, who was doing innovative research on Chinese cuisine, was upset. He put down his chopsticks and said in broken Chinese:

"Young gentleman, you are mistaken. That piece of music was indeed written by Master Tingxian a few years ago, and she has already proven it at the competition, right?"

At this time, everyone else also put down their chopsticks and looked at Huo Jingyang.

"Yes, Second Young Master Huo, weren't you there too? Master Tingxian performed his own ending live, and the transition was so natural, much better than the part Cheng Huan played at the time."

Xie Zeyu wiped his mouth and looked up.

"not like this!"

Huo Jingyang said anxiously, "Master Tingxian is such an amazing person. She heard the first half of the song and rewrote the second half herself to play it. It's normal, right? This song was really written by Cheng Huan!"

He ignored the looks from others and continued to stare at Lu Wenyin.

"What's hurting her most these days isn't the fact that Master Tingxian adapted her music live, but your attitude towards her back then, Aunt Lu. You've watched her grow up, and don't you know what kind of person she is? How kind and pure she is?"

His aggressiveness was somewhat similar to Xie Chenghuan's that day.

Lu Wenyin laughed instead of getting angry when she heard that.

"It was hard to tell before, and now I really don't know what her personality is like."

"After all, I've played the cello for decades, and as soon as she started playing, I could tell it was the style of a master of string music."

"Jingyang, even if Master Tingxian wasn't present, and she didn't come out in person to prove it was her piece, Mr. Carls and I already know that Chenghuan plagiarized someone else's piece."

Lu Wenyin’s words surprised Huo Jingyang.

He had never expected this. Cheng Huan clearly said that the song was written by her after spending several nights there.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he chose to believe Xie Chenghuan.

"I know you musicians admire your idols, but you can't lie with your eyes open and erase the fruits of others' labor just by listening to the string."

"Besides, you've been raising Cheng Huan for twenty years. You should stand on her side and believe in her. Even if you worship your idol, you shouldn't embarrass Cheng Huan. Now her reputation is ruined."

"It's impossible to stay in the music industry anymore."

Huo Jingyang's tone became sharp due to his impatience.

Lu Wenyin raised her eyebrows slightly, "Second Young Master Huo, are you blaming me?"

Huo Jingyang: ...

"No, that's not what I meant, Aunt Lu. I came here today because I hope you can go see Cheng Huan and let her know that you believe in her. Only then can she have the strength to stand up again."

"Clap."

The crisp sound of chopsticks hitting the plate interrupted his words.

Xie Jinghong stood up, stood beside Lu Wenyin, and looked at Huo Jingyang with a smile:

"You let a judge cheer for a plagiarist. Second Young Master Huo, did Mrs. Huo forget to give birth to a human brain when she gave birth to you?"

Xie Jinghong's words made Huo Jingyang's face turn pale and blue.

"What qualifications do you have to say that Cheng Huan is a plagiarist? You all say that Master Ting Xian is so amazing, so why didn't he dare show up that day? Who knows if someone is behind this, deliberately pretending to be a ghost to frame Cheng Huan."

His intention was very clear, which meant that Xie Jinghong hired someone to pretend to be a master of listening to strings and deliberately let Xie Chenghuan lose the game.

"Someone?"

"Pretending to be a ghost?"

"are you talking about me?"

Xie Jinghong pointed to his little nose and asked with a smile.

"I wasn't sure before, and it's really hard to say now. If you have the guts, invite out that Master Tingxian you're talking about. Let's confront him face to face and see whether that piece of music was written by Cheng Huan through his hard work, or is it an old piece by the so-called Master Tingxian?"

Huo Jingyang's words became increasingly fierce, and the eldest young master's arrogant temper also arose.

As soon as these words came out, Lu Wenyin couldn't help but look at Carls. They all knew that Master Tingxian would not show up.

"Jingyang, the competition is over. Besides, Master Tingxian himself doesn't want to show up. Chenghuan plagiarizing someone else's music to compete is shameful in the first place, so why are you holding on to it?"

Lu Wenyin didn't want Huo Jingyang to vent his anger on Xie Jinghong, so she began to persuade him softly.

Unexpectedly, in Huo Jingyang's eyes, this turned into them having no evidence at all and wanting Xie Chenghuan to bear the harm alone.

"I don't think there's a person named Tingxian at all. It's just a gimmick created by your music circle to elevate the standards!"

Huo Jingyang stared at Xie Jinghong with a cold gaze.

"I've heard from Cheng Huan a long time ago that the real daughter of the Xie family would compete with her for everything. I didn't expect that you, who don't know anything about music, would even want to compete with her for such a thing. It's really ridiculous."

Xie Jinghong had an innocent smile on his face, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Where's Master Tingxian? Can you find him? If you can't find him, it means Xie Jinghong hired someone to maliciously frame Cheng Huan. I will make you pay for this, Madam Xie."

Huo Jingyang shouted "Master of Tingxian" and suddenly roared.

Being looked at by Xie Jinghong like that, he felt uneasy in his heart and could only do this to distract himself from his uneasiness.

Everyone in the room, including the servants, was confused by the sudden anger of the Second Young Master Huo.

Before anyone else could speak, a voice with a clear and disdainful tone suddenly said:

"Hey, your grandpa is here."