"...What's so good about it?"

Xia Wensheng remained silent for a while, then decided to skip the topic.

"It's nothing, just focus on your studies."

"You're being long-winded."

Just as Xia Wenxi was about to hang up the phone, Xia Wensheng called out to her from the other end, "By the way, Huanhuan has a solo concert this Saturday night. Would you like to go see it?"

"Just me? Where are Mom and Dad?"

"It's uncertain whether Mom and Dad will come back on Saturday, and Huanhuan has never met them before, so let's just let it go this time."

Xia Wenxi was happy to go see the pretty lady's performance.

"Wow!"

"Okay, I'll have someone deliver the tickets to you tomorrow night."

The performance started at 8 p.m. on Saturday. The concert included more than just a piano solo. This was Xia Wenxi's first time attending a concert, and she had done a lot of research online beforehand.

On Saturday, Xia Hengyuan and Ke Shurong did not return home, saying that they had to stay for two more days because the corn in the field had not been finished being planted.

Xia Wenxi ate dinner at home before leaving, and even had someone prepare a bouquet of flowers for her.

Xia Wenxi ran into Xia Wensheng outside the concert hall. As soon as she saw her, she said, "Oh, you even brought flowers? That's nice, very thoughtful."

"You didn't bring it? That's really outrageous!"

"Who said I didn't bring it? I've already delivered it."

Xia Wenxi followed Xia Wensheng all the way backstage. Outside the performers' dressing room, she saw many flower baskets, most of which were sent by Xia Wensheng.

Xia Wensheng saw Xia Wenxi looking at the flower baskets next to her and said smugly, "How is it? Pretty good, right?"

Xia Wenxi ignored him and gave him a big eye roll.

When the two arrived at the lounge, someone spotted Xia Wensheng and his sister first and reminded Minghuan, who was sitting on the sofa looking down at the score, with a smile: "Minghuan, your boss Xia is here again."

Upon hearing this, Minghuan looked up and saw Xia Wenxi carrying flowers and stepping forward. "Sister Minghuan, I'm here too!"

Wishing you a successful performance.

"Thank you, Wenxi!"

Minghuan accepted the flowers and gave Xia Wenxi a big hug, a treatment Xia Wensheng hadn't even received earlier, making him extremely envious.

Of course, Xia Wenxi was also overjoyed; her sister smelled so good, hehe.

And so, Xia Wensheng, all her youthful beauty, was left out in the cold.

Fortunately, the performance was about to begin, and the two of them couldn't stay backstage any longer, otherwise President Xia would have really lost his temper.

After the two went outside, the girl who had initially alerted Ming Huan that Xia had come after hearing the noise sat down next to Ming Huan and asked, "Is that girl your CEO Xia's sister?"

"Yes, isn't the little girl adorable? So you're overthinking it!"

This girl is Minghuan's good friend. They went to the same school and then joined the same band after graduation, so they have a very good relationship.

"I'm not just making unfounded suspicions. It's just that there are quite a few things like this, you see them all over novels. You tend to think too highly of people. Of course, I'm not saying that Ms. Xia is definitely that kind of person. The young lady is indeed quite cute."

"You said it yourself, it's a novel."

Minghuan didn't mention to anyone what her ex-boyfriend had told her. If her friends knew, they would probably tell her to keep a close watch on Wenxi.

After Xia Wensheng told her about that incident, Minghuan had a dream in which Xia Wensheng's sister liked her very much. In the dream, when she met Xia Wensheng's parents, his sister even made a scene, and the scene was very ugly.

The dream was so real that when Minghuan woke up, she was still a little confused about whether it was reality or a dream.

But in the end, she chose to trust her instincts. She felt that Wenxi wasn't that kind of person, and more importantly, she trusted Wensheng.

——

Xia Wenxi had no musical talent, and apart from saying it was "quite pleasant to listen to," she couldn't say anything else.

But when Minghuan started playing, Xia Wenxi was so busy watching people that she couldn't listen to the music anymore.

The stage lights shone on the piano and the performer in the center of the stage. The long black dress shimmered and danced under the lights, swaying with the music.

After the concert ended and the audience began to leave, Xia Wenxi leaned over and asked Xia Wensheng, "Are you dying of happiness?"

"It's alright."

Xia Wensheng said it was alright, but his mouth was practically crooked from smiling.

While the two were waiting for Minghuan to come out, Xia Wenxi couldn't help but gossip: "Xia Wensheng, how did you manage to win over Minghuan? I heard from Mom that you're tone-deaf!"

"Of course, it's because of my personal charm!"

Minghuan, who had just changed her clothes, overheard this and laughed, "Auntie is right, your brother is indeed tone-deaf, he can even sing 'Two Tigers' off-key."

Xia looked at him pitifully and said, "Can we stop talking about this?"

When she arrived, the driver brought Xia Wenxi here. She originally wanted the driver to pick her up and take her home so as not to disturb Minghuan and Xia Wensheng's time alone. However, Minghuan said she would treat Xia Wenxi to a late-night snack, so Xia Wenxi immediately put the matter of going home aside.

"Thank you, Sister Minghuan!"

While in the car, Minghuan and Xia Wenxi sat together in the back seat, which made Xia Wensheng feel a bit like a ride-hailing driver.

Especially when the two of them are chatting.

"Really? Minghuan, you have a cat? What kind of cat?"

"I found this little orange tabby cat on the street, but it's already quite chubby. If you like it, come to my house and play with it next time. Your brother doesn't attract cats; Dengdeng runs away as soon as she sees him. But I think Dengdeng will definitely like you."

Xia, who was driving, protested with dissatisfaction: "Hmph! That's not necessarily true."

"Dengdeng likes cute girls."

"Hehe, then they'll definitely like me."

Xia Wensheng: ...

Forget it, he should just stick to being a ride-hailing driver.

The place where they ate late-night snacks was quite unexpected for Xia Wenxi; it turned out to be a barbecue restaurant, which didn't seem to match the vibes of Xia Wensheng and Ming Huan.

“This restaurant is really delicious. Your brother and I have been here several times. You just said you didn’t know what to eat, and that’s when I remembered this place.”

"Barbecue is great! I love barbecue."

After the two got out of the car, they naturally linked arms, leaving Xia Wensheng walking behind alone, gloriously upgraded from a ride-hailing driver to a bodyguard.

While waiting for the barbecue to be served, Xia Wenxi told Ming Huan her thoughts, "I'm a little surprised that you two, one an artist and the other a domineering CEO, would actually come to eat barbecue!"

Minghuan laughed when she heard this. "I'm not some kind of artist. Piano is my job, and barbecue is my life! As for your brother, he's not exactly a domineering CEO either."

Xia Wensheng chimed in, "If the general manager of Bawang anti-hair loss product is also a 'domineering CEO,' then I certainly am."