Marriage of a wealthy family: rebirth of the ace boss

089: Violin Competition

Old Mrs. Song suddenly got angry. Song Boyuan was startled and sweat broke out on his forehead.

He has bullied Mrs. Song since he was a child, and this is no exception when he grows up.

"Grandma, I..."

"Kneel down!"

Mrs. Song scolded her coldly with a straight face.

There are only two words.

But Song Boyuan's legs instantly softened and he knelt on the ground.

thump!

If there were other people at the scene, they would definitely find it incredible.

Who can believe that the actor who is so popular outside would actually kneel in front of an old man with silver hair.

Mrs. Song just looked down at Song Boyuan, her eyes full of anger.

"Let me ask you, what's your last name?"

"Song."

"Recite the Song family rules to me."

The Song family has always had family rules and ancestral precepts.

Every child starts memorizing it from the age of three.

Although he hasn't read the family rules for many years, when he mentions it now, Song Boyuan can still recite it with open mouth, "There are prohibitions in the country, and there are rules in the family. The first rule of the Song Family Rules: Hold justice in your hands and carry morality on your shoulders; A gentleman loves money and takes it."

There is a way..."

Mrs. Song clasped her hands behind her back and listened carefully.

When she heard a certain sentence, she suddenly spoke, "Fingers are linked to each other, brothers and sisters respect each other, they are filial to their parents, and they love their younger sisters. Let me ask you, who is your sister?"

Song Boyuan lowered his head.

His sisters are Song Yiyan and Song Yan.

After a moment, Song Boyuan raised his head and looked at Mrs. Song, "Grandma, I never said that Yanyan was not my sister. I just wanted you to be fair to Yiyan."

Old Mrs. Song asked angrily: "Has anyone in this family abused her?"

Song Boyuan shook his head.

"Someone is depriving her of food and clothing?"

Song Boyuan shook his head.

"Has anyone made a mistake in her education?"

Mrs. Song asked three questions in a row, and Song Boyuan shook his head.

"Since there is none, then please explain to me, what is fairness?" Mrs. Song's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and every word was heartbreaking, "She has always been held in the hands of her parents, brother, and other family members.

Growing up, I have never been hurt at all, and I don’t even know what it feels like to be hungry and poor! On the contrary, my poor Yanyan has suffered so much from the traffickers. Now you tell me it’s fair! You deserve to be a brother.

At the end of the sentence, Mrs. Song's eyes were slightly red.

Song Yan is the only direct granddaughter of the Song family, and it is her final line.

Song Boyuan lowered his head.

The expression on his face was indescribable.

Although he also wanted to find Song Yan, Song Boyuan had deeper feelings for Song Yiyan than his sister whom he had never met.

after all.

The person who grew up with him was Song Yiyan.

The person who has a brother-sister relationship with him is also Song Yiyan.

To him, Song Yan was just a paper person called sister.

He didn't understand why Mrs. Song was so sensitive about this matter.

Song Yan has disappeared over the years and has no clue about her temperament. What if she is full of problems and is not the granddaughter that Mrs. Song imagined?

At least.

Song Yan should not be as good as Song Yiyan.

Although he thought so, Song Boyuan knew Old Mrs. Song's temperament. If he did not admit his mistake at this time, Old Mrs. Song would never let him go.

"Grandma, I know I was wrong."

Old Mrs. Song was too lazy to look at him, "Get out."

Song Boyuan immediately got up from the ground and ran out the door.

Looking at Song Boyuan's back, Mrs. Song helplessly pressed her forehead.

After coming out of Mrs. Song's room, Song Boyuan was still holding a breath in his heart, and he came to Song Bochen's room.

Knocked on the door.

Song Bochen was handling official duties. When he heard the voice, he said without raising his head, "Come in."

Song Boyuan pushed the door open and went in.

"Brother."

"What's wrong?"

Song Boyuan sighed.

Song Bochen put down the document, "Why are you sighing?"

"Grandma just gave me a lesson."

"Because of what?"

Song Boyuan told what happened, and finally said: "Brother, do you think grandma is too biased? It really pisses me off!"

"Are you still angry?" Song Bochen frowned, "Grandma is right, have you forgotten who is your sister?"

Song Boyuan was stunned.

"Brother, why are you like this?"

He originally wanted to come to Song Bochen to complain, but he didn't expect that Song Bochen and Mrs. Song would vent their anger on the same nose.

"My little sister left her parents in less than a month! No one knows what kind of life she lived. Compared to most people, you know better than anyone what kind of life Yiyan lives! But now you

But if you bother grandma with some innocuous issues, aren't you looking for scolding?"

Same as Mrs. Song.

In Song Bochen's eyes, only Song Yan is her biological sister.

"Brother! Don't you think this is unfair to Yiyan? If my little sister is lost, it has nothing to do with Yiyan. Why do you want to impose these things on her?"

"No one has ever blamed her for this incident. It was her overestimation of her abilities and her delusional attempt to take over her younger sister's position."

Song Boyuan just looked at Song Bochen with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

the other side.

Song Yiyan's bedroom.

Zhang Ma put a bowl of nutritional supplements in front of Song Yiyan, "Miss, drink it while it's hot."

"Thanks."

Song Yiyan politely thanked her.

Zhang's mother glanced at Song Yiyan and said hesitantly: "I just came back from the old lady's place and heard some things I shouldn't have heard. I don't know if I should tell you."

Song Yiyan's eyes changed, and then she said: "Mother Zhang, you have always been like an elder in my eyes. If you have anything to say, just say it directly."

"After all, you are not the biological flesh and blood of this family. You have to leave room for yourself in everything." Zhang Ma paused and then said: "The old lady just gave the second young master a lesson and told the second young master..."

Speaking of this, she glanced at Song Yiyan, her tone hesitant.

Song Yiyan turned to look at Zhang Ma, "Just say it."

Zhang Ma continued: "She means that you can never become the real eldest lady of this family."

After hearing what he said, Song Yiyan's heart dropped to the bottom of ice.

Although she already knew the answer, hearing these words now still made her feel very uncomfortable and difficult to breathe.

Zhang Ma looked at the closed door, "Actually, you don't have to worry too much, they will never find Song Yan."

Upon hearing this, Song Yiyan opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhang Ma.

Zhang Ma smiled and said, "Miss, I hope you will always be happy."

Before Song Yiyan could react, Zhang Ma turned around and left.

Jiangcheng.

Soon the day of the violin competition arrived.

There are 108 contestants in total.

Song Hua represents Beiqiao High School.

Li Wei and Yun Shiyao accompanied Song Hua backstage.

Seeing Song Hua walking in, everyone started talking.

The girl was obviously wearing a very simple school uniform, but she stood out in the crowd.

Outstanding.

"She's so pretty!"

"Who is that?"

"I heard she is the new school beauty of Beiqiao."

"No wonder it looks so good."

"She's good-looking, but her reputation isn't very good. You don't know, right? She came from the countryside. She probably didn't want to get a ranking this time. She just wanted to show off!"

"..."

Not long after, there was another discussion at the entrance.

It's Song Baoyi here.

Song Baoyi wore exquisite makeup on her face and carried an elegant and expensive violin.

"Oh my God! Miss Song is carrying 'Lan', right?"

‘Lan’ is a world-famous violin. It was made by the Western artist Charles. It has a natural tune and is the only one in the world.

Usually everyone can only see it in books, but they didn’t expect that ‘Lan’ was actually in Song Baoyi’s hands.

"I really envy Miss Song. Not only does she have a famous piano, but she also has a famous teacher."

"Famous teacher? Who is Miss Song's master?"

"It's one of today's judges, Professor Feng."

Hearing this sentence, everyone took another breath of cold air.

What kind of miraculous luck does Song Baoyi have to be able to become Professor Feng's teacher?

It's really amazing.

"Hey, did you know? Miss Song and the new school beauty from Beiqiao are sisters."

"That Song Hua is just the adopted daughter of the Song family who doesn't know anything. She just relies on her beauty to show off. I guess she's not even a human being, so she's not ashamed to carry a broken piano on her back!

Everyone turned around and saw that Song Hua was indeed carrying a very ordinary entry-level violin.

Does anyone use this kind of piano in competitions?

Only those who do not understand the piano will be ignorant and fearless.

"Do you really think that being beautiful can be used as food? This is a violin competition, not a beauty pageant. Even if it is a beauty pageant, her idiot will not be able to win!"

Li Wei was so angry that he was half-dead by these words, so he stepped forward to argue.

Song Hua was neither arrogant nor impatient. She took Li Wei's hand and said, "Let's speak with our strength."

She never cares about what the outside world says.

The most important thing is to be yourself.

Listening to everyone's discussion, Song Baoyi raised the corner of her mouth slightly and a glimmer of light appeared in her eyes.

The little bastard wants to compete with her?

dream.

Soon, Song Baoyi withdrew her gaze and walked towards the front hall.

It is said that.

Mr. Xianting will also appear at the game today.

She was looking forward to Mr. Xianting seeing her performance.

When Professor Feng saw Song Baoyi, he immediately walked over and said with a smile: "Baoyi, don't be nervous for a while, I'm looking forward to your performance."

Since that day at the Song family villa, Professor Feng has never heard the same sound of the piano again.

Professor Feng hopes that Song Baoyi can break through herself today and reach the same or even higher level than she did that day at the Song family villa.

"Okay teacher, don't worry, I won't let you down."

Professor Feng nodded with satisfaction.

After saying hello to Professor Feng, Song Baoyi saw an unexpected figure.

It's Yu Tingzhi.

The good mood in Song Baoyi's eyes was instantly replaced by a layer of disgust.

How did that loser know that she came to participate in the violin competition?

How can such a person appear in the same place as Mr. Xianting?

Simply disgusting!

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Good morning, dear little fairies~

Let me tell you some news, this article on Huahua will be on the shelves tomorrow.

After it is put on the shelves, the plots that the little fairies want will appear, and Yinyin will insist on updating it every day.