"Brother, what are you laughing at? I haven't seen you laugh in ages." Shen Jiarui glanced over and caught the smile on Shen Jingmo's face.
A smile appeared on his usually icy face, like a spring breeze melting the winter's chill.
Shen Jinmo touched his face: "Really?"
"I did laugh, don't deny it."
"Yes, I was laughing at the child."
Shen Jinmo pointed to Lu Anyu, who was sitting obediently next to Luo Xiu in the first row and wearing a suit.
"What's wrong with the child?"
“My son.” Shen Jinmo raised an eyebrow.
Shen Jiarui was so startled he almost fell off his chair, making himself a laughingstock.
"No way, bro, you almost embarrassed me internationally! Where did you get a son? You've been in a hospital bed for almost four years, how did you give birth to him?"
Shen Jiarui was truly terrified by him, his face turning deathly pale.
“I acknowledge it,” Shen Jinmo corrected his strange thoughts.
"Oh???" Shen Jiarui looked like he was watching a melon seed.
It's astonishing that someone with such an aloof and unapproachable demeanor could actually make a little child willingly acknowledge him as their father.
"But now he's mistaken for a thief and has become his father." Shen Jinmo sighed.
"Pfft..." Shen Jiarui almost burst out laughing: "You're quite humorous now."
Lu Anyu, who had been sitting quietly beside Luo Xiu, suddenly stood up and whispered in his ear, "Daddy, can I go up and perform?"
"Of course you can. What would you like to perform?" Luo Xiu wasn't worried at all about taking the lead and stealing the spotlight from the press conference.
His son wanted to perform, so the press conference had to make room for his son to perform.
"I want to learn to play the piano."
Lu Anyu said with overflowing confidence.
"Can you do it?" Luo Xiu asked doubtfully.
“Of course,” Lu Anyu said, puffing out his chest.
Luo Xiu thought about it again. How could a child raised by such an outstanding Lu Zhiwei, who was good at everything, not know how to play the piano?
Luo Xiu turned to his assistant and instructed, "Go find Yan Yan and have her contact that kid from TK. Also, have someone clear out the stage."
Luo Xiu is just that domineering and unreasonable.
No matter where you are, he has to be the one to call the shots.
Luo Wuyan, who was lingering outside the venue and unwilling to enter, was informed by Luo Xiu's assistant that she was to meet her blind date.
Reluctantly, I followed my assistant to the meeting.
TK's president, Owen, is a pure American, tall and handsome, but a playboy who loves to have fun.
When Luo Wuyan saw him, he was backstage chatting and laughing with several female models.
Luo Wuyan walked straight toward him.
He immediately released his hand from the female model's waist and walked towards Luo Wuyan with a smile: "Hi, darling."
Luo Wuyan rolled her eyes.
Ignoring Luo Wuyan's disdain, Owen said, "Why is Miss Luo so fierce? We're about to get married."
"If anyone wants to marry you, my brother will make you clear out a few minutes of stage time so a kid can perform."
"Since Young Master Luo has given the order, of course we have to do it. I'll go and take care of it right away. Darling, you wait for me here."
Irving got up and instructed his staff to handle the matter.
Luo Wuyan, who remained where he was, was being watched by several voluptuous female models.
They seemed to be mocking her.
"If this flat-chested, skinny tomboy were to marry Owen, he'd be in for a world of trouble."
"It's alright, getting married won't affect his relationship with us. What can she do to Owen?"
In front of Luo Wuyan, the female models arrogantly spoke bluntly and explicitly.
Luo Wuyan didn't mind at all and walked to their side: "You can fight over this delicious bone of meat, Owen. I don't care about it."
The female models realized that she seemed to be cursing at them.
He rushed out to reason with them.
Someone stopped me.
"She is, after all, the daughter of the Luo family; we can't afford to offend her."
Luo Wuyan walked back to the venue and went to the first row to find a seat to meet up with Luo Xiu.
Wearing high heels and a black dress, she confidently and gracefully walked over and sat down next to Luo Xiu.
Shen Jiarui, who was standing next to Shen Jinmo, suddenly froze and tugged at Shen Jinmo's sleeve: "Brother, look who that is!"
Shen Jinmo followed his gaze and looked over. Who else could be sitting next to Luo Xiu? "Luo Xiu's sister?"
"Luo Wuyan, the woman I've been longing for." Upon seeing Luo Wuyan again, Shen Jiarui was overwhelmed with excitement, and the maturity and composure he had cultivated over the past few years instantly crumbled.
"Who is Luo Wuyan? I remember Luo Xiu's sister is named Luo Yan," Shen Jinmo asked, pursing his lips.
"Sigh, it's pointless to say anything. It's okay if you have amnesia and can't remember." Shen Jiarui felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, thinking about how to find an opportunity to get close to Luo Wuyan.
Four years have passed, and he can't stop imagining the scene of their reunion.
The curtain at the press conference venue suddenly closed.
After a few minutes, it was slowly pulled open.
The spotlight fell on the center of the stage, in front of a black lacquered piano, where a little boy in a black suit and bow tie sat on a high stool.
Irving took the microphone and went on stage: "Dear media and friends here, Mr. Luo's son will now perform a piano piece to warm up our TK launch event."
Luo Xiu and Luo Wuyan sat in their seats and led the applause.
After a round of enthusiastic applause.
Lu Anyu raised his hands and placed them heavily on the black and white piano keys.
The chaotic piano music, like a piercing hiss, distorted the microphone's sound.
The smile on Luo Xiu's expectant face vanished instantly.
Luo Wuyan was also embarrassed.
What are they playing?
Mizuki sat up straight with delight: "Uncle, shall I go up and help An Yu save him?"
Luo Xiu waved his hand, "Let him continue playing."
Lu Anyu, swaying his head and tapping randomly on the black and white piano keys, seemed to be enjoying his performance.
No one could understand the meaning of the notes he played.
Standing behind the last row of people in the venue, Lu Zhiwei listened quietly to the notes her son played, arms crossed.
She understood the meaning of every single note he played.
This is the musical code she taught her son; if he needs help, she can understand the meaning of these notes no matter what instrument he plays.
Lu Anyu proposed to perform on stage in order to put himself in the most dazzling and eye-catching position.
This will allow more people and media to see his existence.
Maybe Mommy will be able to come and pick him up right away.
The song ended.
Irving took the microphone and went on stage: "Our CEO Luo's son plays a truly unique and distinctive style. Shall we give him a round of applause?"
A burst of enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience as Lu Anyu left the stage, but no one dared to laugh at his poor performance.
This is the prestige and authority of the Luo family throughout the entire M country.
Luo Xiu watched as Lu Anyu obediently sat back down next to him, and he stroked his chin while gazing at Lu Anyu.
Could it be that a kid with such terrible piano skills deliberately went on stage to embarrass himself—
Luo Xiu immediately turned around and scanned the surroundings of the venue for Lu Zhiwei's whereabouts.
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