The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband-Chapter 171 - : If I Don’t Blow My Own Horn, It’s a Disservice to My Talent!_1

Chapter 171: Chapter 171: If I Don’t Blow My Own Horn, It’s a Disservice to My Talent!_1

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Hearing these words, Xia Yanyan was furious. What was this White Lotus doing, how could Ye Junqi possibly say something like this?

Smiling, Xia Ye Zhao said, “It’s the thought that counts, not the value of the gift. I think Ye Junqi would like it.”

Ye Xingguang responded with a slight smile, “I think so too.”

“Miss Ye, are you free? I’m really sorry about what happened yesterday. Let me treat you to a meal as an apology,” Xia Ye Zhao sincerely suggested, involuntarily meeting Ye Xingguang’s gaze. Her eyes reminded him of his younger sister. Was he overthinking it?

Hearing his words, Ye Xingguang immediately replied, “It wasn’t your fault. I never blamed you.”

If anything, she blamed her ruthless parents. As for her elder brother, he did nothing wrong.

Xia Ye Zhao gave a self-deprecating smile, “In any case, I would appreciate it if you would grace me with your presence, Miss Ye.”

“Sure.”

To have a meal with her elder brother openly was something she had always desired. However, the fact that Xia Yanyan would be present was a bit irksome.

Xia Yanyan also found Ye Xingguang displeasing, but considering her elder brother was present, she refrained from making any comment.

The three of them took the elevator to the third floor of the mall, found a quiet restaurant, and had a seafood feast together.

Seeing Xia Ye Zhao patiently peeling a crab for Xia Yanyan, careful not to let her get hurt, Ye Xingguang couldn’t help but feel envious.

She picked up a crab to peel for herself. As she picked out the meaty parts, she found herself reminiscing about their childhood. She and Xia Yanyan both loved crab, and their elder brother would peel them for both of them.

Sadly, he would never peel a crab for her again.

“Miss Ye, could you tell me how my younger sister lived at your house after your father rescued her?”

“Ah, oh, sure.”

Ye Xingguang started narrating a fabricated story, “Qiongqiong was in poor health then. My parents took great care of her, but unfortunately, she passed away after two years. During her last two years, she created many pieces of music. Not long ago, I played one of her compositions in a restaurant and it impressed Old Master Gu. At the time, I didn’t reveal the truth, so I took the initiative to give Qiongqiong the pseudonym Yue Xi.”

“That was a composition by my younger sister?” Xia Ye Zhao couldn’t keep the excitement out of his voice.

However, Xia Yanyan’s face instantly changed, “Impossible. She never understood music. I never saw her play the piano.”

Well, she would have had to have been allowed to touch the piano to begin with.

Back then, the piano at home was said to be exclusively for Xia Yanyan, the ‘white swan’. If she wanted to touch it, her mother would always say: that belongs to your sister, don’t touch your sister’s things, be careful you break it…

Ye Xingguang said, “Naturally. Qiongqiong once told me that her sister had a strong sense of pride and always wanted to be the best. She didn’t want to hurt her sister’s ego, so she concealed her musical talent and let her sister take the spotlight.”

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Unable to hold back her contempt, Xia Yanyan almost burst out, “What does she mean by ‘letting me’? How could she say something like that to you?” freēwēbηovel.c૦m

What a joke! That ugly little sister, was she trying to blow her own trumpet so sky-high?

“Well, that’s how Qiongqiong told it to me. As for who has more musical talent between Miss Xia and Qiongqiong, why don’t we leave it to the audience to judge? After all, in the future, I will present even more compositions by Qiongqiong to the public, all of which she wrote when she was seven or eight. Even now, I can hardly believe that at such a young age, she had such highly skilled musical abilities.”

In front of Xia Yanyan, Ye Xingguang couldn’t resist blowing her own trumpet; after all, she wouldn’t want to let her talent go to waste!