In the summer of 2010, in Beijing's upscale wealthy district, a group of workers were rapidly moving furniture into a villa that had been renovated a few days earlier. Now the buyer was about to move in.
In the adjacent villa, a little boy is playing the piano in the garden. Today, his father is at work, while his mother is in the living room. At the age of six, Mu Heng was forced by his parents to play the piano in the garden until he learned Beethoven's First and Second Symphonies.
The summer cicadas chirped, but little Mu Hengshi was in no mood to appreciate them. At such a young age, he was being saddled with his parents' demands. He had to inherit the family business. He had to be a worthy heir. "That new neighbor is so annoying," Mu Hengshi thought. "My mother keeps asking me to learn these piano pieces, and now I'm interrupted, I have no interest in playing them anymore." His six-year-old nature forced his curiosity to wander. But he was still quite talented, and he mastered the piece. Finally, he could report back to his mother.
Meanwhile, inside the villa, Song's father was directing the workers to move the furniture into place. Meanwhile, little Song Qingmo, in his mother's arms, looked around curiously at his new home. "Wow, Mom, is this going to be our new home from now on? It's so big!" Song Qingmo jumped out of his mother's arms and skipped around the villa.
The villa is decorated in a unique retro style. The furniture is mainly carved. Although Song's father has not received much education, he still knows what style his son likes best. Song's mother is also very satisfied with the decoration of the villa. Originally, Song's father was not very wealthy. After Song's mother married him, she used her dowry to help Song's father invest in mining. She unexpectedly made a lot of money. Later, Song's father started a company. The company has had good harvests in recent years, so Song's father decided to move to Beijing to develop. The company will also move here at any time. They understand that there are still many wealthy families in Beijing, so they chose to move to this wealthy area to build good relationships with them and help the future development of the company.
They moved in today, just as their new home was being renovated. They'd heard the Mu family next door was quite prestigious among the wealthy families, so being their new neighbors was a sure thing. They'd rest up today, then visit them tomorrow or later.
Mu Hengshi beside him was still wondering what that family looked like. However, it didn't matter even if he didn't like it. After all, he wasn't that interested in it.
The next day, Song's father and mother took little Song Qingmo to visit Ji Ru's home. Today happened to be a day off, so Mu's father and mother were at home. Song Qingmo, wearing a white bunny suit, was pulled by his mother into the Mu family's villa. He saw the little brother who played the piano yesterday. Mu Hengshi was playing with building blocks in the middle of the living room. The blocks of various shapes were gradually built into houses in Mu Hengshi's hands. Song Qingmo was stunned. Is this an ability that a child can develop? He looked at himself. Yes, that's right, a waste.
Song's mother pulled Song Qingmo, who was in shock, to sit on the sofa in the middle of the living room. Mu Hengshi and Song Qingmo were talking with their parents, and Song Qingmo was driven by Song's mother to sit next to Mu Hengshi.
Song Qingmo looked at the guy with the unapproachable expression, but with his peach blossom eyes and handsome face, Mu Hengshi was stunned. A scoundrel, no, it was Song Qingmo. He was obsessed with looks. What kid doesn't like a handsome boy? Especially one as handsome as himself. Perhaps sensing the low-pressure aura around Mu Hengshi, Song Qingmo didn't dare to approach him and could only watch from afar.
Wuuwuwu (┯_┯), this kid is too scary, right? Song Qingmo is afraid of strangers. Although they are all children, it is obvious that Song Qingmo does not dare to approach this low-pressure child. He tried to open his mouth to say hello several times, but was glared back by Mu Hengshi.
Why hasn't this guy left yet? Mu Hengshi thought to himself. Song Qingmo had been standing next to him the whole time. His patience was almost exhausted. If it weren't for the fact that his parents were still in the living room, he would have long since stayed away from this silly-looking little fool. But this guy is pretty good-looking. The six-year-old Song Qingmo was delicate and beautiful. Now Song Qingmo's face was red because of nervousness, and with the bunny clothes on, he looked small and cute. If Song Qingmo knew that he was silly and stupid in Mu Hengshi's heart, he would definitely retort loudly and say, "I'm handsome! Yes, handsome, understand?" But that's all later.
Song Qingmo stood obediently beside Mu Hengshi, watching him build blocks until his father and mother called him. He then looked back at Mu Hengshi and left.
"Alas, it seems that the Mu family still doesn't welcome us very much. It seems that our plan to build a good relationship with them in the future has gone down the drain. Hey, son, come here, sit on your dad's shoulders." As Song's father said this, he pulled Song Qingmo onto his shoulders and sat him. Although today's visit to the Mu family was not satisfactory, he could still gain a foothold in the capital through his own efforts. As long as these wealthy families don't make things difficult for him, he felt that he would still be fine.
"Wow, Dad, be gentle, don't shake me down," Song Qingmo shouted.
Song's father walked carelessly, nearly shaking Song Qingmo off his shoulders several times. Song Qingmo used his two little hands to hit his father on the head to show his resistance and dissatisfaction. Seeing the father and son, Song's mother was also smiling and satisfied. After all, the future is promising, isn't it? Besides, she has such a lovely son and a husband who loves her.
After Song Qingmo and his family left, Mu Hengshi was still building blocks. Mu's father and mother were discussing the purpose of the Song family's visit to them today.
"The Song family came to Beijing to curry favor with us, just to get us to help them. However, there are many wealthy families in Beijing, and they are just a nouveau riche. They are not worthy of our attention. Next time they come to visit our home, we should try to reciprocate." In this huge and prosperous capital, what wealthy families look down upon the most are nouveau riche, because in their hearts, nouveau riche are somewhat not presentable. They don't need to lower their status by marrying into the Song family. After all, their Mu family is very prestigious.
After Mu Hengshi finished building with the blocks, he couldn't help but run to the door to look at Song's parents. Song Qingmo was hanging on Song's father's shoulder, and compared to their laughter and joy, Mu Hengshi seemed lonely. It was a warmth that Mu Hengshi had never experienced in his life. Song Qingmo was just a little fool, so why was he living a happier life than him? This made Mu Hengshi's young heart have a worse impression of Song Qingmo.
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