Cheng Yi gripped Ye Shuping's sleeve tightly, staring straight at her: "You also think I'm not as good as He Jing?"
Ye Shuping suddenly turned pale and met Cheng Yi's red eyes. After a long silence, she said, "Mom didn't mean that. You played very well, but people didn't like it."
"So, just because everyone dislikes me, I've embarrassed you, is that it?"
Ye Shuping opened her mouth, wanting to argue, but couldn't utter a word.
The facts are clear: people praise He Jing's erhu playing more. So what if she plays the guzheng well? She couldn't overshadow He Jing; instead, she was overshadowed. It's her, herself, and the Cheng family who lose face.
If He Jing were still her daughter, she would only feel ashamed of her own inadequacy, and would never dare to question her in public.
Many people were already looking at them, as if they knew there was a rift between the mother and son. Ye Shuping had no choice but to take a step back, step forward, and call out, "Xiaoyi."
Cheng Yi took a step back, dodging her outstretched hand, and said, "Indeed, no matter how hard I try, in your and Dad's hearts, I will never be as good as He Jing."
Her eyes reddened, and she hurriedly left the venue with tears streaming down her face.
Ye Shuping then realized that she had spoken too harshly and hurt Cheng Yi. But she was confused. Wasn't this what she used to say to He Jing?
But no matter how spoiled and willful He Jing was, she never talked back or said a word of dissent. At most, she would interrupt her impatiently and call her "Mom".
This... it was clearly her own fault for not performing well, how did it become her fault after just a few words?
Ye Shuping couldn't help but look at He Jing not far away. He Jing was chatting intimately with He Chen, and a smile was on her fair and beautiful face. She hadn't seen that smile for a very long time.
In the past, He Jing would also rush into her arms with a big smile and act coquettishly towards her.
She would also share with Cheng Yue whenever he bought her something nice.
They were just like any ordinary mother and daughter in the world, happy and loving, and now that smile...
He Jing glanced at her casually, her smile still lingering, her eyes and brows filled with warmth and tenderness.
Ye Shuping's heart skipped a beat, and she almost blurted out her usual nickname, "Jingjing."
But before the ByteDance could even make a sound, He Jing's smile vanished completely. She coldly withdrew her gaze, as if she were complete strangers.
Ye Shuping felt her blood instantly turn icy cold, and then a surge of energy rushed to her head, igniting all her anger.
She must be out of her mind!
No matter how good He Jing is, she is not her blood-related daughter.
Cheng Yi is the one!
Only a biological daughter dares to throw tantrums at you without restraint; a fake daughter is certainly different.
If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have argued with Cheng Yi. She is the source of all the trouble. If she didn't exist in the world, how happy she would be!
Ye Shuping suppressed all her wild thoughts and turned to chase after Cheng Yi.
He Jing always felt that Ye Shuping's gaze was strange. One second she was all warm and affectionate, and the next second she looked like she wanted to tear her apart. But she didn't care about Ye Shuping's feelings. After adding Shen Fu as a friend, He Jing packed a bag of snacks and left the banquet with He Chen.
Overall, tonight felt pretty good. Sitting in the car, He Jing asked, "Sixth Brother, what about you?"
He Chen's eyes, which were always smiling, were devoid of any warmth. He stared at her intently for several minutes, his eyes deep and dark, like a deep, ancient well with turbulent whirlpools hidden beneath.
Then, he smiled gently at her: "Let's change the ending of the Dragon Ball Continent anime adaptation. The audience will like it more that way."
He Jing: "Huh?"
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