He Xiaoguo: "Of course!"
Soon, melodious music filled the music room.
It had been a long time since we last met, but He Xiaoguo's piano skills hadn't diminished at all; in fact, she was even more proficient than before. Perhaps it was because nearly half a year had passed, and He Xiaoguo had grown taller, and her hands had become longer than before.
Racheal wished he could buy a huge insurance policy for He Xiaoguo's hands.
He Jing followed the Filipino maid upstairs, where the maid showed them all the guest rooms in the mansion and let her choose one. He Jing picked one at random, and He Chen and Yan Hanxi immediately locked in the room next to hers.
He Chen said without a hint of a smile, "Young Master Yan, my sister prefers quiet. Would you like to move over a bit? I think the first room on the right side of the stairs is more luxurious and would suit Young Master Yan better."
Yan Hanxi remained unmoved upon hearing this, and slowly glanced at He Jing.
Then, surprisingly, he didn't refuse and said, "Thank you for the suggestion, Sixth Brother. It's not impossible."
He Chen glanced at He Jing as well, and curled his lips into a smile: "Then I'll have to trouble Young Master Yan."
Yan Hanxi smiled and said, "No trouble at all."
He Jing had a gut feeling that Yan Hanxi wanted to cause trouble, but she couldn't figure out what kind of trouble he wanted to cause. She tried to interrupt Yan Hanxi's "spell" and said, "Sixth Brother, I don't wake up from my sleep that easily."
He Chen patted He Jing's head and gently retorted, "It's precisely because you're not easy to wake up that we need to be more vigilant. After all, we're in someone else's house. What if there's a womanizer?"
He Jing: "..."
Yan, the ill-intentioned, Han, the flower thief, nodded: "That's right, you should listen to your sixth brother, you model student."
He Jing: "...Okay."
Since the flower thief himself has said so, what else can she say?
Even a fool would know that I'm definitely not going to sleep tonight.
Afterwards, He Jing rested in her room for a while before being called down for dinner by the Filipino maid. Racheal brought He Xiaoguo out of the music room, looking radiant, as if she had taken an elixir of immortality.
Before He Xiaoguo could even call out "sister," Racheal said in English, "Miss He Jing, I have decided to let Xiaoguo participate in my world tour next year."
He Jing: "Huh?"
Racheal: "I want the whole world to be amazed by Xiaoguo's skills."
Whether others were amazed or not, He Jing herself was certainly astonished. She stared at He Xiaoguo with wide eyes and couldn't help but exclaim:
"The original work is absolutely true."
There are seven big shots, and there are exactly seven.
She's only a few years old, yet she's already showing signs of surpassing her older brothers in her career.
If He Sui knew, he would be mortified.
“Xiao Guo has already agreed.” Racheal was afraid that He Jing would disagree, so he further persuaded her, “It won’t interfere with his studies. He will fly to my side during the summer vacation and play a song for my fans as my guest.”
After thinking for a while, He Jing carefully uttered a single word: "Okay."
Racheal breathed a sigh of relief, and He Xiaoguo also breathed a sigh of relief. He happily jumped into He Jing's arms and rubbed against her neck.
He Jing had a soft heart, but she didn't tell her mother about it right away. She planned to give her mother a surprise after He Xiaoguo became famous.
After dinner, He Xiaoguo was dragged by He Chen to do her winter vacation homework, and Yan Hanxi finally had a chance to get close to He Jing and go for some fresh air in the garden with her.
Yan Hanxi said, "It seems that Xiao Guo is about to make something of himself."
"Yan Hanxi, thank you."
If he hadn't insisted on taking her skiing in Canada, Xiaoguo wouldn't have met Racheal, an opportunity that didn't even happen in the original story.
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