chapter24

Fu Siyan put his coat on Rong Huan, lowered his eyes and glanced at her dazed little eyes, curled his lips and smiled, then looked up at the boy beside her, and his eyes turned cold again.

Ming Xiuzhu felt that his eyes were stuck in his throat like a fish bone, making him speechless.

He originally thought he was very good and had great hopes, but he didn't expect that Rong Huan already had a "boyfriend" and even his appearance and height were defeated by him...

Fu Siyan said nothing, turned around and left. Rong Huan watched him leave, and a smile appeared inadvertently on the corner of his mouth.

She turned to look at Ming Xiuzhu: "By the way, what did you say to me just now?"

"No...no, I mean I'll give you a score after tonight." Ming Xiuzhu didn't dare to have any extra thoughts, "I have something to do...I won't say it now, goodbye."

She nodded and looked at his hurried back... Why is this person a little strange?

-

After the music club event ended, Rong Huan returned to the dormitory. As soon as he entered the door, Baozi and Heimei came to her excitedly to ask about the rehearsal situation today.

"Did you see Dang Xing? I've seen him playing the cello, so handsome."

"Yes, and Rock, I'm going to die, oh oh oh..."

Rong Huan laughed and shared today's interesting stories with them. Xie Rou sat in her seat, and she lost all her good mood when watching variety shows. She felt unhappy again.

As everyone was chatting, a knock on the door sounded, and the bun shouted "Please come in". Su Yayun walked in.

"Wow, you are all here. Next Saturday, a Western restaurant in Mingli Tiandi will be opened. How about we go to eat together in the two dormitories? That one tastes very good and there are discounts for opening."

"Wow, I just want to improve the food too!" Baozi and Heimei were very happy, and Xie Rou also walked over and said that there was no problem.

"Rong Huan, are you going?" Su Yayun looked at her.

Rong Huan was a little embarrassed, "Next Saturday... Maybe not, I have something to do."

Xie Rou put her hand on Rong Huan's chair and smiled apologetically at Su Yayun: "Rong Huan now goes to the orchestra to rehearse every week, but it's different from our group of idle people who eat and drink delicious food every day."

Rong Huan said nothing when she heard this tone that seemed to be joking but not joking.

Su Yayun's face paused, "Yes, then forget it. By the way, Xie Rou, I just bought an air cushion, can you come and help me see?"

"OK."

Xie Rou followed Su Yayun out, and the latter said there was something absolutely explosive to share with her. The two walked to a place where no one was around. Su Yayun said with a look of sage: "I found out about Rong Huan."

Xie Rou was surprised: "Really? You are too awesome, it's only been a week."

"If you don't believe me, look." Su Yayun took out her phone, opened a document and gave it to her. Looking at Xie Rou's wide eyes, Su Yayun felt as if she had captured state secrets, and her face was full of swearing, "I didn't expect that her parents were dead, and her stepfather was a real estate boss in Jiangcheng."

"Her family really has a mine?"

"Tsk, it's not hers. You don't know that her stepfather and sister hate her very much, and they want to let her go as far as possible. It's because she indirectly killed her mother..."

Xie Rou felt "blood boiling" when she heard this, as if Rong Huan had turned into an ant in front of her, and she became a giant who could "stop" her.

After hearing this, Xie Rou said, "Yayun, what do you want to do next?"

"Of course such an interesting thing has to be made public. I want everyone to see Rong Huan's true face and see why she is still arrogant."

Xie Rou also smiled with her, "Well, I support you."

-

A few days later, Rong Huan had no class so she had to go to the orchestra to rehearse the music. When she arrived at the location, Cui Xingyou came to find her and took her to the lounge first.

"Is it very stressful to give you the important task of the piano part?" Cui Xingyou said.

Rong Huan smiled and said, "The song is a bit difficult, I'm not very fluent."

"It's okay, I believe you, there's definitely no problem."

At this time, Rong Huan's phone "ding" and the message jumped out. It was a dormitory group. Someone posted a screenshot and the bun @ her: [Rong Huan, please watch it!]

Rong Huan clicked on the picture in confusion, and when she saw the content inside, she felt like she was hit by a bolt from the blue.

Cui Xingyou noticed her weirdness and asked her what happened. Seeing that she was stunned and did not speak, she went to see the information on Rong Huan's phone and was dumbfounded: "What are they talking nonsense? What do you mean by killing your mother?! Is this fucking sick?" Cui Xingyou's good-tempered people swearing.

Rong Huan looked at the message and remembered the night when her mother had an accident two years ago.

It was the summer vacation of her second year of high school. That night, she finished her piano class. Because of heavy rain, her mother drove to pick her up and drop her off.

In the car, my mother asked about the ranking she won in the piano competition some time ago. When she heard that she only won the second place, her mother blamed her a few words and said that she must have not practiced the piano well recently.

Rong Huan was scolded by the teacher that night and was in a bad mood. When her mother said that, she felt wronged. She usually obeyed her words and refuted her mother: "How do you know that I didn't play the piano well? In your eyes, am I always not outstanding? You always compare me with my sister. In your eyes, am I so bad..."

When my mother heard this, she got angry. Because her vision was very bad at night and it was raining, she accidentally got into a car accident. Both of them fell into a coma. After being sent to the hospital, her mother died of ineffective rescue. Rong Huan escaped and took her life back from the gates of hell.

However, when she woke up, she was greeted by the Wang family's slander. After listening to the recording on the dash cam, the Wang family believed that it was because she talked back to her mother that her mother was not focused and had an accident.

That night, Rong Huan was lying alone in the hospital without anyone taking care of her. Later, after her mother's funeral, Wang Sheng drank and went crazy with Rong Huan, saying that the person who deserved to be the one who should have died that night, why should she be alive?

Rong Huan's world was dark during that time, and she was also in endless self-blame. If she had been obedient at that time, even if she worked harder and won the first place, wouldn't her mother not...

This incident was the deepest scar in her heart. It was about to scab, but today it was torn open with blood.

Rong Huan came back to her senses and was already in tears. Baozi said this passage was seen in the class group and the year group, and someone sent it anonymously. Someone started to lead the rhythm and said that Rong Huan could choose to play dreams, and he also went to the backstage.

Many people were anonymous, and their words were particularly unpleasant, and even started to splash dirty water.

Cui Xingyou had heard of this more or less. She took out a tissue to wipe Rong Huan's tears and said with a heartache: "Huanhuan, don't cry, who is this kind of person? Is there something wrong with her? She's just making up for it."

Rong Huan held his head in his hand, squatted down, his face pale, Cui Xingyou panicked: "What's wrong with you Huanhuan?"

"The head hurts so much..." This is the sequelae left by a car accident. As soon as there is something strong, her head starts to hurt, just like someone tearing her memory apart.

What happened to her that night was like a huge shadow covering her, "I'm sorry mom..." She bit her white lips and murmured softly.

Cui Xingyou squatted down and hugged her, feeling extremely heartbroken, "It's okay Huanhuan has nothing to do with you, this is just an accident."

"Buzzing--"

Rong Huan's phone vibrated, and the name "Ji Chen" jumped on the screen.

But she was so excited that she had no way to answer the answer. She hung up on the other end and called again. Rong Huan thought there was something wrong, so she had to give Cui Xingyou the phone and ask her to help answer the answer.

Yuzi took her cell phone and walked out of the door, answered it, and explained her identity to the other end, "Rong Huan is not very convenient for answering the phone now. What's wrong with you when you ask her?"

Ji Chen stood outside the DC conference room and said, "I am her uncle's assistant. Mr. Fu asked me to notify her that he would go to pick her up for dinner tonight."

Yuzi remembered the existence of this uncle, "Okay, I will tell her."

Ji Chen noticed that her tone was a little strange and asked, "May I ask...Ms. Rong is rehearsing at this moment?"

Yuzi remembered that when she was calling a few days ago, Rong Huan said that her uncle was very nice to her. Now that Rong Huan has been splashed with such a large amount of dirty water, should this uncle know? Maybe he has a way?

"Actually something happened to her..."

Three minutes later, Ji Chen hung up the phone. He looked at his watch and weighed many things in his mind. Finally, he pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in.

Fu Siyan sat at the top in a black suit, with his legs crossed and his hands on the armrest of the chair, listening to the employees' reports. His face was cold and his mouth was pressed low, and the employees were all worried.

At this moment, they were very focused and turned their eyes to Ji Chen who was walking in. He bent down and whispered to Fu Siyan. Fu Siyan's eyebrows frowned and his face became darker and darker. The employee who was still reporting shut up and the conference room fell into restless silence.

"...What do you think you should do now? Why don't I go over and take Miss Rong?" Ji Chen said.

Fu Siyan stood up, suppressing anger between his eyebrows, and his voice was extremely cold: "I'll pick her up."

-

As time approached 3 o'clock, someone knocked on the door of the lounge, "Yuzi, I'm urging you there, hurry up and go there."

"Okay." Cui Xingyou glanced at the curled-up little girl and patted her on the back, "Or I'll ask for a leave for you?"

Rong Huan raised her buried face and shook her head. She didn't want to affect everyone's rehearsal process because of herself.

So she was led by Yuzu. Today, the members who came to rehearse were members playing the piano concerto. There were not many people. The team leader was Shi Zimei. She came over and looked unhappy: "What's wrong with you? You've forgotten the time when you chat?"

"Sister Mei, don't be angry." Yuzi said.

"Do you know how many people are waiting for you? You are so idle all day long." Shi Zimei has always been arrogant and arrogant, and she treats newcomers with the attitude of "I am an old man". In addition, she has a bad relationship with Yuzi in the orchestra, and the hatred house and Wu are affected by Rong Huan.

Rong Huan looked at Yuzi who wanted to refute and signaled that she would not have to say much, and the rehearsal began, Rong Huan walked to the piano.

Shi Zimei: "Let's practice the first short section next."

The moment Rong Huan stroked her fingers on the piano, she realized that her hands were still trembling. She reluctantly played and stumbled, which made Shi Zimei so angry that she was furious.

She ignored the others around her and walked to Rong Huan, cursing her head and said, "If you have time to chat, why not spend more time practicing music. Have you gone back to practice?"

Rong Huan's throat was tight, and she lowered her head and didn't say anything. Shi Zimei said to do it again.

However, Rong Huan felt a splitting headache, just like a needle pricking her, making her completely forget the notes.

Shi Zimei walked over and threw the musical paper on the piano, rolling her eyes in anger: "Do you know that you have affected our progress? Can you be competent for this responsibility? I don't know why the leader recruited you in at the beginning."

In fact, Rong Huan has tried her best to restrain her discomfort. Today is their first rehearsal. It is good that she can play like this. But Shi Zimei intends to vent her emotions, and no one dares to come forward to speak when others see it.

Rong Huan's cell phone that Yuzi was holding began to vibrate. She picked it up and ran out of the door.

"I'm sorry..." Rong Huan spoke, his voice already astringent.

Shi Zimei didn't seem to be planning to stop her teachings to the newcomer, "Is it useful to be sorry? You have such an inappropriate attitude..." Before she could speak, the door of the rehearsal room was pushed open.

Shi Zimei stopped the words she said and looked out in the eyes of others—
To be continued...