Sheet music number 33

Wang Lanhua just felt that Tang Guangyao was a really incomprehensible person. She stood on his side completely against her conscience and said things out of consideration for him, but the man in front of her actually yelled at her.

As expected, men are never reliable, no matter how educated they are, they still have bad morals.

While she felt wronged, she was also filled with almost unsuppressible anger. However, when her anger was about to erupt, another unknown force suppressed everything.

Forget it, she still has to consider her daughter.

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Tang Guangyao didn't care at all about what was going on in Wang Lanhua's mind.

He only knew that he was once again completely suppressed by Yu Ji. He was extremely unhappy and couldn't help but think of the afternoon more than 20 years ago.

She and Song Duzhou looked at him with such contempt, scolding him for having no musical talent. If he only wanted to get ahead by taking shortcuts, he might as well give up music as soon as possible.

They said,

"Tang Guangyao, you don't understand music at all. You don't deserve it."

What do they know about music? Who are they to say he is unworthy?

Now, it is he, not Yu Ji, who is called the master of piano.

When others mentioned her, they would only say 'Tang Guangyao's wife', oh, now she is his ex-wife.

When he thought of the concert tonight, his bad mood disappeared. Although the Qiao couple were two country people who knew nothing, they were very generous. It was convenient for him to arrange suicide and use their money to promote his concert.

Haha, the tickets for tonight's concert were sold out half a month ago. It will definitely be an unprecedented grand event. By then, he will not only be a master in the piano world, but also make ordinary people who don't understand music at all remember his name.

Yu Ji and Lin Shuangxue? Haha.

One was an old woman who had given birth to a disobedient girl, and her temper was as hard as a stone fished out of the Arctic snow.

As a good man, he shouldn't have filed for divorce. Besides, Yu Ji was too uncontrollable, and he couldn't let her expose the truth about Question. But now more than 20 years had passed, and time had turned everything to ashes. Not even a videotape was left. Let her say whatever she wanted since there was no evidence.

Another one was a pretty nerd when he was in school, his mind was full of exams. He was so stupid after taking exams that he went to Tsinghua University to study painting. After graduation, he became confused and became a cartoonist.

He, Tang Guangyao, was the most responsible person. Even though she was not very smart, she was the woman who would carry on the Tang family's bloodline. Yang Zong could not let her be an illegitimate child without a legitimate status, so he wanted to give her the position of a legal wife. However, this woman only knew how to study and had no idea about the ways of the world.

Humph, there is only one chance. If she likes to be a mistress without any name or status, then let her be. Moreover, he will not give her a penny anymore, nor will he let her see his son again, so as not to lead the heirs of the Tang family astray.

He tugged at his tie and looked at Yu Ji with disdain: "Yu Ji, I've known for a long time that your noble attitude was all fake, and now it can no longer be hidden. The mistress and the wife teaming up to harm their husband is truly unheard of."

Yu Ji's mood has become more stable since she talked it over with Tang Xi. She used to be angry because she cared about her daughter. Did she care about Tang Guangyao's life or death, or what he was thinking in his undeveloped mind, or how he viewed her? Not really.

She looked at him with a smile and said, "If you're unhappy with the distribution of property, we can also go on the blog to make a fuss. Or maybe a few TV stations have invited you to talk about your life recently. Lin Shuangxue and I wouldn't mind going up there and talking about it."

Tang Guangyao certainly wouldn't let them appear on TV. He snorted coldly, "You two women, being shameless is your business. As a piano master, I should set an example by being indifferent to fame and fortune. Consider me generous and give you the house and money."

What he has in front of him is just a small profit. After tonight's concert, he will be able to make a fortune from the world tour easily, and then he will have everything he wants.

He wanted to leave immediately, but suddenly stopped and took out two undated tickets from his pocket and held them up in the air. The tickets were covered with gold foil, and the slightest shake of them made people's eyes hurt.

He grinned and said, "You haven't seen it before? This is a VIP ticket I specially commissioned. It's been sold out for ages on the internet. Someone offered a hundred thousand and no one was willing to sell it. I guess you can't find any connections, so just consider it my last gift to you. With this, you can sit directly in the private room on the second floor and see the true face of the piano master."

He was full of confidence and prepared for his tickets to be snatched up.

As a result, none of the three women raised their hands to take the tickets, and all three showed disgust. Wang Lanhua looked left and right, grabbing the tickets with both hands and putting them in her arms: "Sir, it's their business if they don't know how to appreciate it. I understand."

Tang Guangyao's disgust was evident in his words, but after a pause, he let Wang Lanhua, the peasant woman, hold the two tickets with shining eyes.

He glared at the three women again, went upstairs and only took a Patek Philippe and two Rolexes that were on the table. He started to leave without looking back, but just as he reached the door, his left and right hands were grabbed at the same time.

He looked at his mistress and his wife on his left and right with a smug look on his face: "It's too late to keep me now."

"You can leave or not, but you can't take things that don't belong to you." Lin Shuangxue rolled her eyes.

"I may not care about money, but I can't let you take it if it doesn't belong to you." She reached out and began to peel off the watch on his wrist.

He opened his eyes wide and angrily said, "What are you doing? I've left all the house, clothes and jewelry to you, and you're still not satisfied?"

Yu Ji's fingers hooked around the watch, refusing to let go. He shook his head and said, "The house and jewelry originally belonged to Lin Shuangxue. I know you earned the Rolex with a clean conscience, but where did the money for Patek Philippe come from? Why don't we talk about it on the blog too?"

Tang Guangyao's pupils contracted violently, and he stumbled. His erratic gaze shifted between Yu Ji and Huang Cuifang no less than ten times in three seconds. He breathed rapidly, "How, how did you know?"

"Now I know that your expression completely betrays you." She smiled and pulled the watch back.

Tang Guangyao subconsciously tried to cover his wrist, but Huang Cuifang, reacting quickly, glared at him, "You beast! You're saying it's all our fault if our collaboration doesn't turn a profit? You fooled me into thinking I could make money from music, but you actually used my money to buy a Patek Philippe! You bastard! You deserve to be hung up in our village, spit on, and then chopped up with a butcher knife and fed to pigs!"

Tang Guangyao stuttered, "You, don't listen to her nonsense. I bought the watch with my own money. Yes, I bought it with my own money. Yu Ji, you need to provide evidence when you speak, otherwise I will sue you for spreading rumors."

Yu Ji slowly walked to the sofa, slowly opened his bag, and slowly took out a stack of documents that he had printed last night. He smiled and said, "I spent a lot of time last night calculating. After deducting the marketing costs, labor costs, and material costs, how could I spend the 20 million that Mrs. Huang gave you without even seeing a single record? How come there is not a penny left? Tang Guangyao, as a piano master who is indifferent to fame and fortune, you probably don't want people to settle accounts with you at your concert just for a small amount of money."

"How dare you threaten me." Tang Guangyao angrily wanted to push Yu Ji.

However, Yu Ji was holding onto his watch, and if he was pushed down he would also fall, so he had no choice but to give up.

Yu Ji was confused. "Threat, aren't you a piano master who's indifferent to fame and fortune?"

He couldn't argue with Yu Ji, so he turned to look at Lin Shuangxue beside him and said viciously: "Lin Shuangxue, let me tell you, if you don't help a bitch like this today, Yang Zong will never forgive you if he knows."

As soon as he said this, he didn't get the expected panic reaction.

Lin Shuangxue crossed her arms over her chest and was surprisingly as calm as Yu Ji beside her.

Tang Guangyao always said that it would be good to have a son, but Lin Shuangxue was extremely envious that Yu Ji had a daughter.

Women's predicaments are always similar, so girls are naturally empathetic with their mothers. Although she was in opposition to Yu Ji due to Tang Guangyao's instigation when she was young, when she really learned to distinguish right from wrong, she naturally would not make the same mistake again.

Look at it now, how wonderful it is.

The mother and daughter also took Lu Yao back from a mental hospital.

Tang Yangzong was completely different. People around him had always emphasized in his ears how special boys are since he was little, and his privileges were tied to his sexual desire.

He is the emperor of a free society!

Who wouldn't want to be emperor? Aside from a few years when he was incapable of thinking, after the age of seven or eight, he had never once considered things from her perspective. Instead, he had helped Tang Guangyao morally blackmail her.

He and Tang Guangyao are exactly the same. They eat women alive and then accuse them in a condescending manner.

She couldn't easily abandon the inseparable bond that had been maintained by the umbilical cord for ten months. But one couldn't be a humiliated person all her life, letting others suck her blood all her life without even a thank you, right?

He was only a year away from turning eighteen, and she asked herself honestly whether she had fulfilled her obligations as a mother by bringing him into this world.

She had expected it, she had struggled, and now it was time to give up.

She shrugged and chuckled. "He's already capable of independent thinking and no longer needs me to clean his ass and nurse him. He can choose whichever side he wants to take, but I won't choose any one camp. From today on, I'll only do what I want to do."

She stood shoulder to shoulder with Yu Ji, not because she chose to stand on the same side without thinking, but because they had encountered the same difficulties and were naturally able to understand each other.

I have experienced anger due to misunderstanding, but I can always easily understand helplessness.

While Yu Ji understood her choice, she also understood why she didn't take a gamble, but instead settled for the second best and married Tang Guangyao.

The social opinions of twenty or thirty years ago would have crushed her.

Now...she believes that more people will understand their choice.

Tang Guangyao was furious, but he could only raise his voice. "You, you, you—Okay, after the concert, I'll immediately announce to the media that I'm single again. By then, there will be plenty of younger and prettier girls coming up to me, and you'll regret it."

Tang Guangyao slammed the door and left. Wang Lanhua followed him without hesitation, shouting, "Sir, wait for me! I'm your nanny!"

She chased him for a while, but Tang Guangyao showed no intention of slowing down. She tried to squeeze into his luxury car regardless of the consequences, but was pushed to the ground by him.

He stopped pretending and pointed at his nose and cursed, "If it weren't for you being able to disgust Yu Ji, how could I possibly keep an old, ugly, uneducated country woman at home? And you even want to get in my car? Stop dreaming in broad daylight and get out!"

Tang Guangyao stepped on the accelerator, leaving only dust flying in the sky and Wang Lanhua sitting on the ground.

She stared at the back of the car and quickly got up from the ground, pointing her finger at the luxury car and cursing loudly.

"How dare you call me an old, ugly country woman? You're nothing but a piece of cake. Even your mistress and your wife don't like you. Why are you pretending? You're even holding a concert—even an outsider like me knows. Your ex-wife can write a new song in half an hour, but you can't even fart in half a year. You can only peek at her sheet music!"

Wang Lanhua cursed until she was satisfied before returning to the villa. She glanced at the women but didn't bother to lick them. She cursed while packing her luggage and preparing to leave.

"Auntie Wang, wait a minute." Lin Shuangxue suddenly called out to her.

Wang Lanhua held the suitcase and said cautiously, "I don't care about the love and hatred between you three. The things inside were all given to me by you three. Don't even think about taking them back."

"No one is asking you for anything." Lin Shuangxue took out an envelope she had already written and handed it to Wang Lanhua. "But I won't pay you your salary. Here's the address of the Tang family's old house and my handwritten letter. Take this to his parents. They'll definitely pay you."

Wang Lanhua snatched the letter without hesitation, her face full of suspicion: "Are you so kind as to help me?"

Lin Shuangxue shook her head and said with a smile: "I'm happy if I can cause trouble for Tang Guangyao."

Wang Lanhua snorted and looked at Yu Ji beside her: "You should have divorced him a long time ago. He is a piece of shit."

Her eyes fell on Lin Shuangxue again: "You are also stupid. You dared to give birth to a child without a name or a share. Fortunately, he is not smart enough. He put the house in your name, saving you the trouble of not getting anything."

Yu Ji pursed her lips and chuckled. "Aunt Wang, given our relationship, it's really too fake to thank each other. But considering that your daughter called me Auntie when she was a child, I'll give you a piece of advice."

She pointed a finger at her breast pocket and said seriously, "Don't be greedy. VIP tickets don't even sell for 100,000 yuan each. Sell them quickly before the show opens tonight."

Wang Lanhua clenched her fingers and then released them, letting out a light hum as she left the villa without looking back. She didn't say thank you and didn't insult Yu Ji and Lin Shuangxue anymore. All she could do was curse Tang Guangyao.

Huang Cuifang looked at her from behind, puzzled by their behavior. "Mrs. Yu, Miss Shuangxue, this nanny is not a good person either. What are you doing helping her?"

Yu Ji and Wang Lanhua were not at loggerheads from the beginning. In her early years, she was not only diligent but also had a good temper. She was a kind village woman who would help everyone when she went out.

Since when did she start to only stand on the side of the "salary payer" regardless of right or wrong?

Her daughter was pushed down from the building by a classmate, leaving her legs disabled for life and unable to stand and walk again. The other party's family was rich and powerful, and they originally refused to give any compensation. Only at Wang Lanhua's insistence did they give half of it.

As a result, her husband took away half of the compensation and disappeared. None of her relatives were willing to help her. Later, the kind-hearted Wang Lanhua disappeared, and all that was left was a nanny who only cared about money and not people.

"She didn't abandon her daughter and has been saving money to send her to a foreign country for treatment."

Huang Cuifang couldn't help but sigh after hearing Wang Lanhua's story: "I didn't expect that a bad nanny would also be helpless."

Lin Shuangxue sighed: "That's what they say, happy families are all alike, but every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."

Yu Ji didn't comment much, because she knew that for many things, no matter how much she said, it would be helpless and painful, so it would be better to rack her brains to think of a solution.

She then took out the Patek Philippe she had snatched from Tang Guangyao and said, "If you sell this watch, you should be able to pay off most of the loan. You will definitely not get the money back for the promotion. And you may not know that the promotions he bought were all related to the concerts. He spent very little on the album."

Huang Cuifang touched the watch worth tens of millions with her hands, and she actually breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. As long as the high-interest loan was repaid, the remaining losses could be earned back sooner or later with the efforts of the couple.

But Yu Ji's considerations were much more comprehensive than she had imagined. She took the form in her hand and pointed out the details on it to her.

"I asked a friend in the industry. Although he paid in full for the CD packaging and disc burning, he never put it into production because he couldn't write a satisfactory new song. The contract also stated that if the musician had any 'negative news', the investor had the right to change the partner. I'll give you the contact information of a few musicians. If you're not sure, ask Tiantian for help. You can—"

"No need." Huang Cuifang shook her head.

Yu Ji thought for a moment and asked seriously, "Do you think the loss from selling the watch hands is acceptable? Well, it would be a good thing to stop getting involved in unfamiliar industries from now on."

Huang Cuifang smiled and said, "What I mean is that there's no need to contact other musicians. Isn't there a great musician right in front of me?"

Yu Ji was rarely dumbfounded. She pointed at herself and said in disbelief, "Me? I've never been modest about my piano skills, but I've never appeared in public as a musician. Madam Huang, if you use my name to sell CDs, you'll probably still lose money."

Huang Cuifang, however, didn't feel anxious at all. Instead, she laughed even more cheerfully. "Madam Yu, you also said that Daqiang and I are amateurs. Selling the Patek Philippe is enough to pay off the debt. Instead of letting a musician I don't even know lose the rest, it's better for you to lose it."

Lin Shuangxue narrowed her eyes and shook a finger, "You two are too pessimistic. My intuition tells me that this album will definitely be a big hit."

"Yes, yes, yes, how could you start to criticize me before I even sell any records? Tiantian said that you, Madam Yu, are an unparalleled genius. Your records will definitely make more money than the new property that Daqiang and I have acquired!" Huang Cuifang used to hang out with Tang Guangyao, and she was always a little nervous, but today she was inexplicably filled with confidence.

Lin Shuangxue slapped her thigh and said excitedly, "Although I'm a comic artist now, I studied design specifically to make a living when I just graduated from university. Now I can save money on art."

Huang Cuifang was in an increasingly cheerful mood. "It's great that Miss Shuangxue is willing to help. When we make some money, I will definitely give you a share of the profits."

The two of them chatted back and forth, two outsiders who actually decided on the album release date without even asking her, a musician, whether she could come up with enough songs to make up a CD.

Well, she can.

The name of the album is "To My Fifteen-Year-Old Self".

The first song must be Question by 15-year-old Yu Ji.