"A-Xue cannot be a concubine, so you must go to the underworld..."
On her husband and his beloved's wedding night, Xin Jiuwei, the original wife, spits blood and dies.
In th...
Xin Jiuwei, who was just putting down her teacup, found her tone quite amusing.
It was clearly Xue Yingxue who took her sister's sheet music without permission, yet she made it sound as if Xue Yingxue thought highly of the piece and that's why she played it.
Yuan Xiaoshi said to Xue Yingxue, "But you just said that you wrote this piece. How can you claim someone else's work as your own?"
Xue Yingxue glanced at her and asked arrogantly, "Did I really say a single word that I wrote this piece?"
Yuan Xiaoshi was taken aback, seemingly unsure. After thinking it over carefully, she realized that Xue Yingxue really hadn't said that.
She simply doesn't deny it when others praise her.
Yuan Xiaoshi immediately felt very uncomfortable. "Isn't she just making excuses?"
Liu Qi shook her head at her, "Forget it, what's the use of arguing about this anymore? Isn't she always like this? We still have to see what Sister Xin thinks."
Xin Xiyao stood up and gracefully bowed to everyone.
"I composed this piece, and I have no interest in knowing how others obtained it."
After saying that, she nodded gently and walked slowly away.
“Even if others also got the piece, Sister Xin still played it better!” Yuan Xiaoshi shouted.
Liu Qi also laughed and said, "That's right. Besides, anyone can play the zither music, but what's even more precious is the person who wrote it."
"Yes, yes, yes, with that later section added, this piece should be passed down to future generations!"
"I never expected the Xin family to produce such a genius. They truly live up to their reputation as a prestigious family."
"Miss Xin truly deserves to be called the most talented woman in Yingzhou!"
Once the discussion started, more and more people joined in praising Xin Xiyao, and for a while, no one thought of Xue Yingxue anymore.
Xie Changjing sat there in a daze until Young Master Lin waved his hand in front of his eyes.
"Brother Xie, what's wrong?"
The image of that graceful figure flashed before his eyes, and Xie Changjing snapped out of his daze, abruptly getting up and chasing after her.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Young Master Lin called after him, but he had already disappeared.