After Miss Shen became beautiful alone, her five brothers cried and begged for forgiveness

The man took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Mr. Shen, the plan... failed."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then a gloomy voice came, "What's going on?"

"I don't know. The Zhou mother and son came out of the police station like crazy, saying they wouldn't sue or take any money, and begging for them to be let go." The man's voice was trembling. "Jiang Zhou must have been involved. His methods... are terrible."

"Waste!" Shen Yi roared on the other end of the phone and hung up.

In the office, Shen Yi smashed his phone to the ground, and the screen shattered into pieces instantly.

It’s Jiang Zhou again!

It is him again!

He had carefully planned a play, originally intending to use public opinion to ruin Shen Suihuan's reputation and cause the stock price of Xinghuo Pharmaceutical to plummet, but it was easily resolved by Jiang Zhou.

He could even imagine the nonchalant and effortless way Jiang Zhou handled the matter.

This feeling of powerlessness and the anger of being crushed were about to drive him crazy!

He slowly curled up a cruel smile - he wouldn't let it go like this.

……

Si family.

Su Luoluo, wearing a tight yoga outfit, came down from the gym on the fourth floor.

She has a slender figure with curvy curves, and the yoga clothes highlight her curves to the fullest.

When she passed the third floor, she paused.

Shen Suihuan's door was ajar, leaving a crack.

The maid must have forgotten to turn it off after cleaning.

Su Luoluo's mind instantly emerged with Shen Suihuan's ancient and majestic room and her room full of treasures.

She subconsciously slowed down her pace and looked around. The corridor was empty.

As if possessed by a ghost, she lowered her footsteps and slipped in silently like a cat.

The room was large, decorated in a simple yet luxurious style, and the air was still filled with the cool fragrance of Shen Suihuan.

Su Luoluo's gaze roamed around the room like a queen inspecting her territory.

She opened the drawer of her desk, which contained some design drafts with smooth lines and full of creativity.

But she couldn't understand it, so she curled her lips, flipped through it casually and threw it back.

She walked to the wardrobe again and opened the door.

Hanging inside are all the latest styles of big-name ready-to-wear clothes of the season, and each piece is worth a lot of money.

Su Luoluo's eyes darkened. Why was Jiang Zhou so nice to Shen Suihuan?

Although she herself was also spoiled by Su Yao, what Su Yao gave her was a world of difference compared to what Shen Suihuan had!

She searched the room unwillingly.

She couldn't touch Shen Suihuan's clothes casually, for fear of being discovered by Shen Suihuan. But Shen Suihuan's jewelry was not so easy to be discovered, so she took a few of her favorite ones and tried them on.

Suddenly, her eyes stopped when they fell on the desk.

There was a neat stack of manuscript paper on the table, covered with densely packed musical notation.

Su Luoluo was raised by Su Yao like a young lady since she was a child, including in the art of playing the violin.

Therefore, she is naturally familiar with musical notation.

She walked over curiously and picked up the top one.

After just one look, she was stunned.

That melody...

Just by going through it in her mind, she felt as if she heard the sound of nature.

It is majestic, yet carries a hint of sadness and struggle, with layers of emotions that progress, complex and charming.

This is definitely a masterpiece that can shock people's hearts!

Su Luoluo's heartbeat accelerated instantly, and blood rushed to her head.

She quickly flipped through the music score at the back, and the more she read, the more frightened and excited she became.

If she could perform this piece of music in a violin competition, she would definitely win the championship!

By then, she will become famous and the most dazzling new star in the music industry!

Once this thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed.

She glanced back at the door to make sure no one had come in and that the corridor was quiet.

She grabbed the stack of music, folded it in half, and stuffed it directly into the chest of her tight yoga clothes.

The sharp edges of the paper scratched her skin, but she didn't care. She quickly put the things on the table back to their original state and slipped out of the room.

As soon as she reached the stairs, she ran into Shen Suihuan!

Su Luoluo froze, the music sheet nearly falling out of her chest. She looked up suddenly, and met Shen Suihuan's calm gaze.

Shen Suihuan didn't say anything, just looked at her.

"I... just came down from the gym!" Su Luoluo rushed to speak, her voice so shrill that it didn't sound like her own.

Shen Suihuan's gaze slid from her dry forehead to her spotless yoga clothes, and finally stopped at her flushed face.

She said nothing.

But that silent gaze was sharper than any question.

Su Luoluo's face burned so fiercely that she forgot to breathe. She didn't dare stay even a second longer, clutching her chest tightly and rushing away from Shen Suihuan with her head lowered.

"Bang!" The door was slammed.

Su Luoluo slid down to the ground with her back against the door, her chest heaving violently as she gasped for breath.

A few minutes later, she finally recovered from her shock and took out the sheet of music from her clothes. As she looked at the notes on the paper, the fear she had just felt was swept away, replaced by a burning enthusiasm.

She rushed to the computer, took a picture of the music score with trembling fingers, and uploaded it to the International Music Patents website.

Inquire.

wait.

The page refreshes.

——[No similar track records].

This song is actually clean!

Su Luoluo's heart was beating wildly, almost bursting out of her chest.

She was about to participate in the Vienna International Violin National Selection Competition, and was worried that she had no piece of music that would make her a hit.

Now, the song is right in front of her!

An ecstatic smile instantly broke out on Su Luoluo's face.

This is simply God's will! God is helping her!

Since it is ownerless, whoever gets it first owns it!

That idiot Shen Suihuan has such a good song but doesn't know its value. He just lets it sit there gathering dust. It's such a waste of talent!

Only in Su Luoluo's hands can this song shine with the brilliance it deserves!

Right, that is it!

She's not stealing, she's saving art!

Thinking of this, the last bit of guilt in Su Luoluo's heart disappeared without a trace.

……

On the other side, Shen Suihuan returned to the room and always felt that something was wrong.

She has an almost obsessive desire to control her things, and any slightest change will not escape her eyes.

The air in the room seemed to have a faint scent of perfume that did not belong to her.

It's the smell of Su Luoluo.

Shen Suihuan's eyes swept across the room and finally stopped on the desk.

She walked over and looked at the neatly arranged stack of manuscript paper.

The location seems to have been moved.

She reached out and opened the manuscript.

The next second, her face darkened.

The ones at the top were scraps she had written.

But the complete music score she actually completed is gone!