The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

Lin Jing looked at the pitiful state of the mother and daughter, and felt a mix of emotions.

She lowered her voice: "Yu Rou, things have come to this, don't overthink it."

She paused, then added, "Fu Hua refused. She said she didn't want to study music; she wanted to do scientific research. Steinberg respected her choice, saying it was... a musical destiny."

Every word felt like a slap across Su Yurou's face.

It turns out the clown was herself.

At that moment, the host's voice came from the stage.

The ensemble is about to begin!

Steinberg and Fu Hua walked out one after the other.

On the stage, the lights shone brightly.

Fu Hua sat next to Steinberg.

In front of the two of them was the same black grand piano.

Fu Hua wore a simple white shirt today.

Wearing a dark blue long dress, her hair was tied in a neat ponytail.

The brown wooden bracelet gleamed with a warm light under the stage lights.

The audience was packed.

Fu Xiao, Fu Songchuan, and Zhang Wen, as family members, were all seated in the first row by the theater.

Zhang Wen was so nervous that her palms were sweaty, and she kept drinking water.

Fu Songchuan couldn't help but find it amusing.

This girl seems even more nervous than the girl on stage.

He chuckled softly, reassuring her, "Don't worry, Huahua will definitely do a great job with the performance."

"Yeah, I know, I just can't control my nervousness."

Zhang Wen felt her voice trembling, but she still managed a forced smile: "Thank you, Brother Fu."

Fu Xiao sat upright, his eyes fixed on his daughter on the stage.

Two months ago, she was a somewhat reserved, sensible daughter, covered in coal dust.

At this moment, under the spotlight, it is as calm as a deep pool.

When did she learn to play the piano?

Is this really a child from the countryside?

His intuition told him it was impossible.

Xie's mother and Xie Ci sat in the first row, slightly to the right.

At this moment, Xie's mother stared at the stage, her eyes shining.

Unexpectedly, Fu Hua didn't want a ticket because she wanted to perform on stage.

How come this child can play the piano?

What a pleasant surprise!

"Son, are you sure this is the daughter the Fu family just recognized?"

"Um."

Xie Ci sat upright, his gaze never leaving Fu Hua from beginning to end.

"Then how come she knows how to play the piano?"

Xie Ci's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not answer his mother's question.

He could sense that this girl had a secret.

However, he wouldn't investigate.

That would scare her away.

Fu Hua's gaze swept across the audience, and she met Xie Ci's eyes.

His fingers tightened slightly, and he felt extremely satisfied with those few seconds of eye contact.

The Qin family sat in the third row, with Qin Che sitting next to his parents.

Looking at Fu Hua on the stage, a complex emotion welled up inside me.

The girl he abandoned at the family reunion banquet,

He is currently sitting next to an international master, receiving the attention of the entire audience.

So dazzling.

Does he regret it?

of course.

He can deceive others, but he can't deceive himself.

The fourth row is occupied by the Lin family.

Lin's parents were discussing who the girl sitting next to Steinberg on stage was.

What kind of person is qualified to sit in that position?

"Xiao Bei, do you recognize that girl on stage?"

Lin Bei nodded: "It's from our school."

"No wonder, only Minghua High School can produce such outstanding girls."

Lin's father sighed.

Lin's mother added with a smile, "Xiao Bei, when you look for a wife in the future, find one who is both talented and beautiful, just like me. That's the kind of woman who is worthy of you."

Lin Bei pursed his lips, his eyes fixed on the figure on the stage.

In the corner of the last row, Fu Youchuan sat there with a dark expression.

He was dragged here by Fu Xiao.

This morning, I learned that Fu Hua was selected by Steinberg.

He didn't believe it at all.

Even now, he still finds it unbelievable.

Fu Hua has never learned to play the piano, how could she possibly…

As the music began, the disdain on Fu Youchuan's face gradually disappeared.

It's Castle in the Sky.

Fu Hua played the main melody, with Steinberg providing accompaniment.

Her fingers moved across the piano keys.

Not fast, not flashy, just let the melody flow naturally.

There was loneliness in that music.

There is longing,

There is a longing for distant places.

There is a desire for the truth.

Like a person searching for a home in the vast universe.

Even knowing that they might never find it, they still kept searching.

The audience was silent.

Zhang Wen couldn't help but shed tears.

Even if she had heard it once, she didn't understand music.

But I was still moved by the music.

Originally, in Fu Hua's heart,

It contains such a vast world.

It's so nice to have a friend like that.

Xie Ci's fingers unconsciously curled and then relaxed.

The girl on stage was immersed in the music.

Her profile was fair and soft, yet her eyes were calm as a still pond.

Xie Ci felt a sharp blow to something deep inside him.

How many facets does she really have?

Which one is the real her?

The last note dissipated into the air.

The silence lasted for three seconds, then thunderous applause erupted.

The audience stood up, and applause, cheers, and whistles filled the entire theater.

Steinberg stood up and bowed to the audience.

Then he turned to Fu Hua and made a "please" gesture.

Fu Hua stood up and bowed slightly—her movements were composed, her expression calm.

It was as if the stunning performance that had just captivated the entire audience was nothing more than a casual remark.

In the audience, Fu Xiao's eyes welled up with tears.

He clapped his hands so hard that they turned red, but he didn't feel any pain.

Zhang Wen was both crying and laughing, overjoyed.

Fu Songchuan gently patted her arm, his own eyes also reddening.

Xie's mother excitedly grabbed her son's hand: "Aci, Huahua played it perfectly! I've never heard such beautiful music before."

Xie Ci remained silent.

He simply watched the white figure on the stage in silence.

She calmly accepted everyone's applause and attention.

Those eyes shone like stars under the light.

What's on your mind?

At this moment, everything settled.

The atmosphere backstage after the performance was completely different.

Commander Wang called Su Yurou and Lin Jingqiu into his office, closed the door, and looked serious.

"Comrade Su,"

He spoke, his tone reproachful, "Do you know that you almost ruined the future of a genius? And that genius is your own daughter!"

Commander Wang was astonished by Su Yurou's favoritism.

I've never seen a family that treats its adopted daughter like royalty.

Su Yurou's face was deathly pale, her lips trembled, and her mind went blank.

"Mr. Steinberg told me himself,"

Commander Wang continued, "His biggest gain from this trip to China was discovering Fu Hua."

He said the child's music had a soul, a soul he hadn't found anywhere else in the world all these years.

He was too lazy to say anything more to Su Yurou, and turned his gaze to Lin Jingqiu.

His tone softened somewhat: "Jingqiu, Mr. Steinberg greatly appreciates your teaching attitude."

He said that although Fu Hua was not your student,

But the fact that you were able to train someone with skills like Fu Chaochao shows that you have a solid foundation.

So he decided to recommend you to study at the Paris Conservatory for a year, and he would cover all the expenses.

The office was deathly silent.

Lin Jingqiu's eyes widened in disbelief.

The Paris Conservatory of Music is a dream school for musicians all over the world.

It was the school she desperately tried to get into when she was young, but failed.

It was also Su Yurou...