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

Huo Jingyang returned to his and Xie Chenghuan's villa in frustration.

Xie Chenghuan cried these past two days, partly to show off to Huo Jingyang, and partly because of the questioning and scolding from his fans.

She had never suffered such a great injustice in her life.

Especially on that day, many fans came from other places to cheer her on, but they didn't expect such a misunderstanding to happen.

Even Xie Chenghuan insisted that it was a song she wrote, and that Master Tingxian changed the ending on the spot and then claimed it as her own work.

Unfortunately, not many fans buy it.

"Who is Master Tingxian? Doesn't she have enough songs? Is yours missing?"

"If you plagiarize, then you plagiarize. Why are you afraid to admit it?"

"We've been fans of you for so long, but you turned out to be a two-faced robber."

"Please stop playing the violin. Although you look beautiful standing on the stage, this is absolutely an insult to us violin lovers."

"I would believe you if someone else claimed your music, but it's absolutely impossible for Master Tingxian to do that."

Many people in the group asked her to reimburse their round-trip travel expenses and accommodation fees, and some even asked her to pay for mental damages.

When true fans retaliate, they are often more ruthless than black fans.

Xie Chenghuan didn't want to read the comments, but he couldn't help it.

Huo Jingyang was able to coax her patiently at first, but after a long time, he seemed to have lost his patience.

Just like just now, he called her several times to come downstairs for dinner, but she didn't respond, and then he heard the sound of the door being slammed shut.

Xie Chenghuan was so frightened that he ran out without even having time to put on his shoes.

Unfortunately, there was no trace of Huo Jingyang in the empty room.

She was extremely scared and thought Huo Jingyang was going to leave her.

Now seeing him come back, Xie Chenghuan immediately threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and started crying again.

"Jingyang, you're finally back. I thought... you didn't want me anymore."

She cried pitifully, but Huo Jingyang felt a little complicated.

Raising his hand and patting her back to comfort her, Huo Jingyang untied her hands that were still clasped around his and looked her straight in the eyes.

"Cheng Huan, let me ask you one more question, did you write that song?"

Xie Chenghuan still wanted to lie, but when he met Huo Jingyang's serious gaze, his heartbeat suddenly stopped for a few seconds.

"I……"

She stammered and told the story of how she spent a lot of money to have someone compose music for her online.

"I was also deceived, Jingyang. I spent a lot of money on this. The person assured me that it was his original work and no one had ever heard of it. He also said that the copyright would belong to me in the future."

She looked at Huo Jingyang with tears in her eyes and talked about her miserable experience of being abandoned by the Xie family.

"Jingyang, I'm not trying to lie to you. You know how emotionally involved I am and how much I care about my family. I just hope Mom can look at me more and see my progress. She's my first violin teacher. If I can't make it, but can compose good music myself, maybe she'll love me again."

"Jingyang, I just want my mother to love me again."

She kept saying that she had no choice, as if none of these things were her fault.

Huo Jingyang took her hand and sat down on the sofa.

"Forget it, don't think about it. From now on, just pretend that the Xie family and their members don't exist, okay? You have to cheer up, do your own thing, and be that innocent princess again."

Huo Jingyang was indeed a little tired.

"What do you mean?"

Xie Chenghuan knew Huo Jingyang too well. Something must have happened when he went out just now, which is why he said such words.

"Did you go to see them? What did they say?"

She held on to a glimmer of hope and held Huo Jingyang's hand tightly.

Without the Xie family, how could she be that innocent and carefree princess again? Even if she followed Huo Jingyang, he could provide her with all the good material life, but it was still fundamentally different.

"Yes, I went to meet them. Not only did I meet the Xie family, but I also met the Master Tingxian you mentioned."

As soon as Xie Chenghuan heard the words "Master of Listening to Strings", his face suddenly became nervous.

"Why is she at the Xie family? Doesn't she dislike showing up? Did she say anything? Will she hold me responsible for plagiarizing her work? She..."

Xie Chenghuan still had a bunch of questions to ask, but when he saw Huo Jingyang's gloomy face, a string suddenly caught in his mind, and he asked in a deep voice:

"who is she?"

Her heart was in her throat.

However, the name that he least wanted to hear came out of Huo Jingyang's mouth.

"Xie Jinghong is the Master of Listening to Strings that you all are talking about."

The light in Xie Chenghuan's eyes slowly dimmed as Huo Jingyang spoke word by word.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? How could she be a master of string music? She's just a wild girl who grew up in the wild mountains. How could she play the flute and compose music? And even be the official composer for the Royal Orchestra? How is it possible?"

She stood up and paced back and forth in the living room like crazy, sometimes turning in circles.

She was wearing a snow-white dress, with long black hair hanging down and bare feet, making her look a little crazy.

Huo Jingyang grabbed her and made her sit on the sofa.

"It's true. Mr. Carls can attest that she is indeed a genuine master of string music."

"what--"

Xie Chenghuan suddenly hugged his head and let out a sharp whine.

"Why, why, why is she everywhere? Why won't she let me go? Why does she always oppose me?"

Xie Chenghuan was crying, curled up in a ball with his head in his hands, and looked extremely painful.

Huo Jingyang hugged the person in his arms.

Her thin and frail body once again aroused Huo Jingyang's desire to protect her, so that he didn't want to pursue the matter of her lying about buying the song and saying that she had stayed up late to write it.

"Cheng Huan, Cheng Huan, calm down!"

He tried his best to comfort her, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

At this moment, the red light of romanticism bloomed in his mind.

He automatically imagined himself as a strong, savior-like boss who was saving a poor girl he loved.

After a long period of comfort, Xie Chenghuan finally calmed down a little.

"Xie Jinghong, you took away my family and my identity, and now you're even destroying my career. I will never give up. I will make you pay for your arrogance!"

Xie Chenghuan fell weakly into Huo Jingyang's arms, a tear sliding down the tip of his nose.

A voice in my heart was shouting wildly.

She couldn't imagine how shocked, happy, proud, and how much Lu Wenyin would love this wild girl Xie Jinghong when she found out that Xie Jinghong was the master of listening to strings.

She hates!

She hates it so much!

She swore that just like Xie Jinghong destroyed everything she had, she would destroy everything Xie Jinghong cared about bit by bit.

That night, the full moon was high in the sky and the sky was clear and the air was fresh.

Some people were so excited that they couldn't sleep, while others were filled with hatred.

The exposure of Xie Jinghong's identity as a string music master did not cause her much trouble.

The Xie family naturally wouldn't tell anyone about it. As for Carls, he simply treated this as a little secret between him and Xie Jinghong, and hid it proudly.

The next day, Xie Jinghong went to Chaoyun Medical Clinic as usual.

Before leaving, Xie Ci Nan asked her if she needed help finding a few people proficient in traditional Chinese medicine to help her since she was alone in the clinic every day.

Xie Jinghong declined the offer on the grounds that he was not used to working with strangers.

She arranged her appointments very reasonably, so even if she was the only one in the clinic, she could still handle it.

Most importantly, she reserved a place for the little civet cat.

This guy has been missing for almost a month.

The call never got through.

If it were in the past, let alone a month, even if Xie Jinghong didn't contact him for a day, the little cat would come up and act coquettishly.

Xie Jinghong thought, if he just disappeared because he wanted to have fun, then the next time she saw him, she would definitely smash his head off.