Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

"As a family member, I think I know much more than you do." Ruan Xingchen remained calm and looked at her coldly. "Ms. Fan, I advise you to improve your speech. Gossipers like these... in our slums... will be grabbed by the hair and beaten to the ground."

Gossip? How dare she say that to her!

What an uneducated person indeed!

Fan Wanqing was furious and said angrily, "What a sharp-tongued Mrs. Huo! Even if you defend her, what's the use? Huo Xiaoning is just a useless piece of shit who can't even finish a piece of music and plays the piano like a saw! If you have the guts, let her go on stage and play!"

"You! Fan Wanqing, don't go too far!" Huo Qianqian was furious: "You knew Xiaoning had a psychological trauma, but you were still aggressive. You're really going too far!"

"Oh, you don't dare anymore?" Fan Wanqing felt she had the upper hand and said smugly, "It was your sister-in-law who made the boast. If you think she's not capable, then stop bragging here!"

Ruan Xingchen was not in a hurry. Instead, she turned and looked at the person beside her gently: "Xiaoning, my sister-in-law wants you to go on stage and play a song. Is that okay?"

Huo Xiaoning was stunned for a moment, then met her gentle yet powerful eyes.

"I'll go on stage with you." Ruan Xingchen didn't rush her, but said gently, "Your brothers and sisters and I are all supporting you. Just play with all your heart. No matter what, as long as you break through yourself, it will be great. Give it a try, okay?"

There was really no point in being angry with Fan Wanqing, and she wouldn't be provoked into forcing Huo Xiaoning.

However, Huo Xiaoning's previous performance clearly revealed his desire to communicate with Master Yu Wan.

Ruan Xingchen didn't want her to have any regrets, and also hoped that she could go on stage, break through her inner demons, and stand bravely in front of people.

She is obviously very outstanding and should not be trapped by past experiences.

Huo Xiaoning was stunned and subconsciously looked up at her brothers and sisters beside her.

"Xiaoning, don't force yourself if you can't." Huo Qianqian felt a little awkward, but still said, "Anyway, it's your freedom to learn whatever you want. What does it matter if it's good or not? Who cares!"

Although Huo Yuanzhou and Huo Jingxuan didn't say anything, the look in their eyes when they looked at her was definitely not one of contempt or disgust, but rather of peace.

In her short life of more than ten years, what she heard the most was insults and denials. She also got used to denying herself and retreating again and again.

But this time, she suddenly didn't want to retreat.

The figures of her brothers and sisters seemed to turn into courage, which flowed into her body as Ruan Xingchen held her hand, allowing her to stand up straight in front of everyone.

I am not a useless waste, and I am not a stain that should not have come into this world.

Huo Xiaoning thought, at least there is someone in this world who loves me.

The night was deep and the sky outside the banquet hall was pitch black, but her world at this moment welcomed the most beautiful dawn.

Huo Xiaoning straightened her bent back. Her body was shaking with nervousness, but her eyes were bright. She nodded gently at Ruan Xingchen.

Ruan Xingchen laughed immediately, touched the top of her head, and turned to the other side: "If our Xiaoning finishes playing a piece of music, Miss Fan and your friends will go on stage and apologize to her in public, okay?"

Fan Wanqing and the socialites around her looked at each other in surprise.

"I just don't believe this loser can really make a big splash." Fan Wanqing gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "No matter how hard Ruan Xingchen tries, she's not a god. She's only been married into the Huo family for a few days. Can she really make a stone come to her senses?"

"That's right." The girl beside her nodded. "She's won a few times tonight, and she's so arrogant that I don't know her name. Let's teach her a lesson today!"

Even though the other socialites had some hesitation in their hearts, they still nodded.

"Okay, I agree!" Fan Wanqing raised her voice and said, "But if she can't, I want Madam Huo to come on stage and bow to me and apologize."

"No problem." Ruan Xingchen nodded without hesitation and turned to smile at Huo Xiaoning: "Whether I can save face today depends entirely on you."

Her tone was relaxed and there was no gloom in her smile, as if she was sure that she could do it.

Huo Xiaoning clenched his fists, a firm belief arising in his heart.

"Play well, don't be afraid." Huo Qianqian looked away and gave her a strange hug: "Our Huo family is not afraid of them."

At worst, if she didn't play well, she could just deny it! If that didn't work out, she could just apologize on her sister-in-law's behalf.

Huo Yuanzhou lazily patted the head of his sister, with whom he had hardly communicated, and said, "Second brother will support you."

"At worst, I'll go beat up her brother." Huo Jingxuan clenched his fists: "Nothing."

She bullied his sister, so he beat up her brother. That's logical!

After saying that, he looked at Ruan Xingchen a little timidly.

Even if the eldest sister-in-law wanted to beat him later, he would beat her brother. If she said she would beat her brother, she would beat her brother without hesitation!

Ruan Xingchen looked at him with a smile, but did not stop him. It was a good thing for him to know how to protect his sister, so why would she punish him?

Huo Xiaoning was held hand by Ruan Xingchen and walked onto the stage step by step.

Along the way, the socialites who had just come over to add her on WeChat all gave her encouraging looks and whispered to her, "Come on!"

Countless kindnesses gathered together in these few short steps, becoming a kind of firm and warm force, turning into new bones, supporting her body.

Many years later, Huo Xiaoning went to a bigger stage, walked a longer red carpet, and walked through the crowd, but no one held her hand anymore.

But she walked with determination and composure, her gaze never shifting a step, because she knew that from that night on, she would never deny herself again.

She would never again blame herself for being born.

She wasn't wrong.

But at this moment, she, who had just welcomed a new life, sat next to the piano. The novel feeling and everyone's gaze made her tremble violently.

His fingertips landed on the piano, shivering and accidentally making a sharp roar, which caused Fan Wanqing and her group to let out sharp, malicious laughter.

She subconsciously wanted to turn her head to look.

She was always too concerned about other people's gazes. When she played the piano in front of others, she couldn't help but look at their expressions. Even if they just frowned slightly, she would panic as if she had done something wrong.

So when I was alone, the smooth piano sound was broken, and the playing became worse and worse, until finally my fingers felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds and could not move.

And at this moment, a warm palm gently pinched her chin.

A gentle and firm voice sounded softly in her ear: "Don't look at them, don't care about their reaction."

Ruan Xingchen smiled, supported herself on the side of the piano with one hand, and leaned over lazily, showing off her beautiful curves.

Her black dress collides with her fair skin and the beige piano. The strong color blocks highlight her fiery red lips, making it impossible to look away.

"Look at your keys, your heart, your feelings," she said gently, "or look at me. Don't be afraid, no one else matters. Just play the song you want to play."