Hua Xiange smiled and said, "Then I should thank my lovely lyrics properly."
The lyrics are the name of his fans.
Hua Anning shook her head helplessly and turned to walk out.
As she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and uttered a single sentence:
"By the way, don't call her 'poor little thing'."
Hua Xiange's smile suddenly turned cold: "Isn't she?"
Hua Anning's voice was cold and hard: "Do you really want to provoke her? Shouldn't you let her have some peace and quiet for a while?"
"Heh, An Sheng?"
Hua Xiange shrugged: "She's so pitiful! She was kept in the dark by all of us, yet she thought she was very happy."
It's a pity that peaceful days won't last long. I wonder if she'll cry when the truth comes out...?
“I remember you never used to talk to her like that.”
Hua Xiange scoffed: "You said it was in the past."
Hua Anning said firmly to herself:
"I will stand by her side."
Having said that, he turned and left.
Hua Xiange was left alone in the room, her slender figure appearing somewhat frail, her voice low and desolate:
"So, I'm jealous of her, that there are still people who firmly choose her and stand behind her..."
In the evening, as usual, Zhou Liang personally delivered late-night snacks to all the young masters and ladies who needed them.
Hua Xian Ge is a cup of coffee.
When Zhou Liang came in, he was sitting in a corner of the sofa. The lights were off, and the room was dark and gloomy.
"Zhou Liang".
Zhou Liang, who was about to leave after putting down his coffee, was stopped by Hua Xiange.
Zhou Liang turned around and bowed slightly in respect:
"Second Young Master."
"You've worked hard taking care of the entire Hua family." Hua Xiange's voice was unreadable.
Zhou Liang maintained his smile: "This is what this old servant should do."
"Since there are so many things to do, I don't need Steward Zhou to worry about my troublesome fake sister all the time."
Hua Xiange's voice was cold and clear, and her gaze was even more devoid of warmth.
Zhou Liang avoided his gaze and said calmly:
"Young Master, what are you saying? Taking good care of Miss Chang Le is my duty."
"Heh." Hua Xiange chuckled lightly, her meaning ambiguous.
Hua Xiange picked up the hot milk that belonged to Hua Changle from the tray: "Is this for her?"
"Yes, Second Young Master."
Hua Xiange suddenly leaned down slightly, close to Zhou Liang's ear, and lowered her voice:
"Butler Zhou, is this milk 'pure' milk?"
Zhou Liang paused for a second, still bowing, and said:
"Second Young Master, this is just ordinary hot milk."
"Then I'll drink it for her."
Hua Xiange simply took the hot milk away and placed the coffee on top of it.
"Give this to her."
Tell her to sleep less and read more!
Zhou Liang was speechless for a moment, then finally agreed softly.
Hua Xiange escorted him to the door, her thin, water-red lips curving slightly, the smile in her dark red eyes not reaching her depths.
"Butler Zhou, it seems she's no longer under your control."
The door closed.
Faint moonlight streamed in through the corridor window, casting dappled shadows that distorted Zhou Liang's striking features, making them appear eerie.
The low, eerie voice drifted through the air.
"Sigh, Miss Chang Le is a real problem."
Later, Hua Changle, who dislikes bitterness, received a cup of black coffee.
Hua Changle gritted his teeth, held the cup of bitter coffee, sat at his desk, memorized three pages of a book, and complained about Hua Xiange three times before brushing his teeth, washing up, and climbing into bed to sleep.
As drowsiness crept in, Hua Changle pouted.
She hugged the bunny, her voice slightly hoarse: "Bunny, when he said I was pitiful, I felt a little sad, but I don't know why..."
Perhaps you're becoming more deeply involved with the character of Hua Changle.
Is that all?
Don't overthink it.
Goodnight, Lele.
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The next day, when Hua Changle got up, Hua Anning had already told Hua Lihan about the variety show.
Hua Lihan naturally disagreed.
But Hua Anning said—
The things Chang Le did before damaged the Hua family's reputation. Now that they've learned their lesson, they can use this opportunity to reverse public perception.
At the same time, Hua Changle can act as an intermediary to ease the relationship between Hua Xiange and the family, and leverage Hua Xiange's star power to bring greater benefits to the Hua family.
Only then did Hua Lihan agree.
However, after Hua Lihan agreed, she added:
"Ningning, you need to understand that I only agreed to this because of you."
"I owe you something because you were abducted back then. I will do my best to make it up to you with everything you want."
"but,"
An expected turn of events.
“Ningning, you are a member of the Hua family, and the blood of the Hua family flows in your veins. The Hua family itself is the most important thing. Remember that.”
Hua Anning smiled calmly: "Dad, I know."
Hua Lihan could tell from her expression that her words had no effect.
He sighed softly, his words carrying a heavy meaning:
"You have three older brothers, so I won't force you to do anything."
You are excellent; compared to those three lads, you are more suitable to take my place.
He was practically implying to her that unless there were other suitable candidates, she would inevitably inherit the position; there was no other choice.
Hua Anning chuckled: "I've already told you about this; I don't have that idea."
"Oh? I heard that Ninth Master Gu has come to Huacheng?"
Hua Lihan casually remarked, and Hua Anning's expression changed slightly: "Nothing in the Third District can escape Father's eyes."
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