Real Daughter Slaps Her Face Everyday [Entertainment Circle]

Xu Xueruo never thought that one day she would be compared by Meng Zhen. This man grew up in an orphanage and never even studied in high school. How could he play Erhu so well? Is Meng Zhen really so talented?

Thinking of this possibility, Xu Xueruo only felt like her heart was being held down by an invisible big rock. She had difficulty breathing. She lowered her eyes, her nails stuck her palms tightly, and she did not look at Zhao Rong’s tight cheeks. Only said with a dumb voice:

"Mom, I blamed me for being bad and disappointed you."

It was the child she had raised for more than ten years. When she saw Xu Xueruo's face as pale as paper, Zhao Rong couldn't help feeling a little distressed. She walked into the practice room and hugged the thin adopted daughter in her arms and stretched out her hand to caress. A trembling back.

Xu Xueruo sobbed low, her arms wrapped around Zhao Rong's waist. She knew very well that Meng Zhen had been standing next to her, watching her mother love other children. She should feel uncomfortable.

"Everyone is good at something different. Zhen Zhen can play the erhu, Xueruo, you can also play the piano very well, or we still follow the original plan, you practice a piece of music, and perform it at the birthday banquet of Mr. Lin. Strive for a blockbuster."

Hearing Zhao Rong's words, Xu Xueruo blushed and withdrew from her mother's arms, shook her head and said, "Mom, I want to try again. If I give up without trying, I can't pass my own level."

Xu Xueruo's words were beautiful, but she didn't think like this in her heart. God knows how much she hates erhu.

But Lin Yu said that his grandfather is an old antique, he only likes traditional Chinese musical instruments, and doesn't have a cold with Western musical instruments at all. If not, how could she call Meng Zhen to Xu's house to be a distraction?

Zhao Rong didn’t expect her adopted daughter’s will to be so firm. She hesitated for a moment and didn’t say anything. Xueruo’s piano skills are good anyway. Even if she doesn’t play erhu well at the end of the month, she won’t be embarrassed if she changes the instrument temporarily, so she doesn’t count as trying What a big deal.

Meng Zhen stood in front of the wooden table, gently stroking the bow of the piano with his fingers, only as though he hadn't seen the scene of filial piety.

It is ridiculous to say that the original body has been lost for so many years. First, it was sold to the countryside by human traffickers, and then thrown into the Red Heart Orphanage by his adoptive parents. It was obvious that the orphanage was in the capital. Zhao Rong never sent anyone to look for it. The adopted daughter took the place of her original body and put her nowhere to release motherly love on Xu Xueruo.

After Zhao Rong comforted Xu Xueruo, he remembered that Meng Zhen was nearby, and her well-maintained face showed a trace of embarrassment. From time to time, she measured Meng Zhen with her side light, worrying that her eldest daughter would give birth to grudges.

Fortunately, Meng Zhen is not a small-minded person. At this time, a soft smile is evoked at the corners of her lips, with the shallow dimples on her cheeks. Even with a face, the appearance of red lips and white teeth is still eye-catching.

Meng Zhen followed Zhao Rong and walked into the dining room. Before sitting down, he heard someone grunt heavily.

Looking up at Xu Ruixi who was sitting opposite, even if Meng Zhen had a good temper and was unwilling to care about children, she would inevitably be bored by Xu Ruixi's provocations over and over again.

"Ricie, sister finally went home, what's your attitude?"

Zhao couldn't help but yelled. Xu Youheng hadn't come out of the study at this moment. If Xu Ruixi's virtue was seen by his dad, he would definitely be scolded.

Xu Ruixi didn't dare to confront her mother, so she glared at Meng Zhen.

After Xu Youheng went downstairs, the family of four sat at the dining table with Meng Zhen. Xu Youheng looked up at his pale and thin little daughter and asked, "Xue Ruo, how is your erhu study?"

Xu Xueruo's face showed embarrassment at the right time. She bit her lower lip hard and couldn't speak. In the end, Zhao Rong couldn't pass it. She took the initiative to speak: "Although we are hardworking, we want to be together. I don’t think it is realistic to master a musical instrument that I’ve never touched within a month, but Xueruo can learn it first. If it doesn’t work, it’s not too late to make other plans.”

As the president of the Xu Group, Xu Youheng has been immersed in the mall for decades. How can he not hear his wife's meaning? He frowned, his tone quite sure: "You mean Xueruo can't learn erhu?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Xueruo only felt that she had been publicly executed. She was the best child of the Xu family since she was a child, and she was also the pride of Xu Youheng and Zhao Rong. Only when the musical instrument compares itself, will Dad be disappointed.

Meng Zhen was sitting on the wooden chair next to Xu Xueruo's body. At this time, he was lowering his head, drinking wild mushroom soup in silence, and saw her look. Xu Xueruo's eye circles were slightly red, and she pressed her fingertips on the wet corners of her eyes, low. Channel:

"My sister's Erhu is very good, not worse than the teachers in the Conservatory of Music, but I am not a good student, I can't learn how to learn..."

Seeing Xu Xueruo shed tears, Xu Ruixi immediately exploded and sneered: "I don't think Xueruo has no talent for music, but some people didn't teach it seriously. Otherwise, why Xueruo can learn the piano and can't do anything about Erhu?"

Once a person’s prejudice is formed, it is more difficult to reverse than ascend to the sky. Since Xu Xueruo learned of the existence of Meng Zhen, she talked badly about Meng Zhen in Xu Ruixi’s ear every day. Her language skills can be called brilliant, not direct abuse. Or sarcasm, but to provoke Xu Ruixi's emotions, arouse his suspicion, and make this child hate the sister he has never met.

Meng Zhen knew this very well, and was not surprised at this time. She put down the dishes, looked at Xu Youheng and his wife with Qing Lingling eyes, and said calmly:

"It's late, I have to go back to the apartment to pack up some things, and I will come to teach Xueruo tomorrow."

Originally, Zhao Rong planned to leave Meng Zhen at Xu's house overnight, but his son was wronged by what he said so much, and Zhao Rong was so embarrassed to leave him behind?

She felt uncomfortable and asked the driver to send Meng Zhen out. After the slender girl got on the bus, Zhao Rongqiang returned to the living room with anger and sternly asked: "Xu Ruixi, what did you just say? How did you know that Zhen Zhen didn't teach Xue Xue seriously What if?"

Zhao Rong’s temper has always been good, and Xu Ruixi is her most beloved child, and she has hardly been angry with him. At this moment, Xu Ruixi choked on his mother’s face that was flushed with anger, and muttered softly: “I’m again That’s right, Meng Zhen always felt that Xueruo had robbed her of her position and occupied her identity, and she hated Xueruo too late, so how could she teach her sincerely?"

Hearing this, Xu Xueruo secretly said something was wrong, she raised her hand and pulled Xu Ruixi's sleeve to signal him to stop talking, but Xu Ruixi grew up in the arrogance of his family since he was a child, and didn't know how to look at people's faces. He continued:

"Generally speaking, people who have not received higher education are not of high quality. Meng Zhen grew up in an orphanage. She robbed the orphans of resources for resources and grew up in that harsh environment. She must value it more. Matter, not as indifferent as usual, parents, you must not be fooled by her!"

Xu Ruixi was probably too excited. She confided all the true thoughts in her heart, and did not notice Xu Youheng’s increasingly gloomy expression. He said that his mouth was dry and he hadn’t waited to drink his saliva and placed it on the glass on the table. The cup was smashed to the ground by Xu Youheng.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Xu Ruixi was taken aback, and her slightly immature face showed a hint of surprise. She didn't expect her father to make such a big fire.

"Xu Ruixi, I used to think you were young and ignorant, but now I found out that you were so stupid. Why did Meng Zhen grow up in an orphanage? Don’t you know? She was abducted by traffickers. The kid you took away was you. Instead, Meng Zhen said you were selfish and vicious. What would you think?"

Xu Youheng really looked down upon the daughter of Meng Zhen at first, thinking that her entry into the entertainment industry as an actor would affect the Xu family’s face, but this can only be said by the elders. Xu Ruixi is Meng Zhen’s own younger brother. How can a younger brother dislike him so much? Sister's?

"I'm just arguing about things. I was not born when Meng Zhen was lost. Why do you put the fire on me?"

Xu Ruixi had been spoiled by her elders a long time ago, and she stubbornly challenged Xu Youheng in order to protect Xu Xueruo.

Xu Xueruo realized that the situation was not right. She was afraid that her parents would offend herself, so she couldn't care about anything else at the moment. She grabbed Xu Ruixi's arm hard and looked at him pleadingly.

Facing such gaze, Xu Ruixi didn't mention how frustrated he was. He sat slumped on the chair like a depressed ball, his lips pressed into a straight line.

"Husband, feelings are all about getting along with each other. Ruixi is still young, and she will understand Zhen Zhen's difficulties in a few years." Zhao Rong stood beside Xu Youheng, raising his hand and gently patted the man's back. She said, she winked at Xu Xueruo, and she was relieved after the siblings left the restaurant.

Xu Youheng originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Zhao Rong’s calm expression, he swallowed the words that rushed into his throat again. Forget it, anyway, Meng Zhen didn’t live at home. There was no argument for her. necessary.

"There is a bank card in the drawer of my study room. When you come here tomorrow, you will hand it over to her. The stars of the entertainment industry are very particular about food and clothing. She is my daughter of Xu Youheng, so I can't let others look down on it. ."

Xu Xueruo, who had just sent Xu Ruixi back to her room, happened to hear these words. She stood at the corner of the corridor, her thin back pressed against the cold wall, and intense jealousy and hatred filled her eyes.

In the past, Xu Youheng told Zhao Rong that he was their most beloved daughter. It didn't matter whether he had blood relationship or not, and the relationship was the first, but at this moment they finally showed their true colors.

As a star, Meng Zhen has no shortage of money at all. Xu Youheng rushed to give it to her, for fear that she would be wronged, but what about herself? Each month's pocket money is fixed. If you want to buy a bag, you have to plan carefully. Have they ever considered how they feel as an adopted daughter?