Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight - Chapter 27-3

    “Hey, the road of music is not easy to walk, I just hope that the children are safe and sound, just go to an ordinary university.” Fu Rong said.

    There was a moment of silence in the living room, Cheng Chu froze, confused by what Fu Rong said, she stood in the corner stunned and didn’t say a word for a long time.

    “That’s right, that’s right.” Mr. Dong, who was beside her, said in harmony.

    After the two left, the spacious living room lost its popularity and was empty.

    Cheng Chu pursed her lips and said to Fu Rong who was cleaning the tea set, “I want to test Haiyin.”

    Fu Rong’s hands froze, her tone a little unnatural: “We’ll talk about this later.”

    She’s already a sophomore in high school, and if she wants to go to the conservatory, she should start preparing at this time.

    Cheng Chu’s stubborn temper also came up, and said coldly, “Why do you want to talk about it later?”

    “Chu Chu.” Fu Rong put down the teacup suddenly, and the white porcelain cup made a crisp sound when tapped on the glass table, “Why are you talking to mother? “

    I’m doing it for your own good, how hard it is to learn the piano, there are so many talented and hard-working people, very few can succeed, you go to a normal university, and after you graduate, you join your family’s company, with your brother and your father for protection. Now, let’s find someone of the right family to marry, isn’t it safe and secure?”

    “Not good.” Cheng Chu cried out, holding back tears, “That’s not the life I want to live.”

    Fu Rong has always been like this, Arranging her life according to her own wishes, she didn’t know what she really wanted.

    It’s like a long time ago, she has already been submitted to the music attached middle school.

    The day when she got the news was just right and the sky was clear. She ran home full of joy. She didn’t even take off her schoolbag, so she ran into the bedroom and told Fu Rong the news.

    But Fu Rong just smiled gratified and advised her to go to a better No. 1 middle school.

    She was full of reluctance, but Fu Rong said that she could still play the piano when she entered in the name of a music student.

    So in the end, she gave in.

    But Cheng Chu didn’t understand until today. From the beginning, Fu Rong didn’t support her to continue playing the piano. For her, the piano was just a pastime. It was a tool for friends to enjoy and show off after dinner.

    The grievance mixed with anger instantly flooded into Cheng Chu’s heart, and she felt a moist heat in her eyes. She lowered her head as if to cover up, wiped her eyes, and quickly ran back to her room, closing the door with a bang.

    The world fell silent in an instant, so silent that she seemed to hear the falling plum blossoms in the garden.

    Cheng Chu lay on the bed and felt the pillow gradually become wet.

    The heating was on in the room, which was a comfortable and pleasant temperature, but Cheng Chu felt chest tightness and shortness of breath for no reason.

    She sat up, wiped her tears, picked up her wallet and phone from the table, and walked out the door.

    “Where are you going?” Fu Rong sat gracefully on the sofa on the first floor, holding a cup of freshly brewed rose tea in her hand. The lights in the living room reflected on her well-maintained face, and she raised her eyes to look at Cheng Chu.

    There was a hint of coldness in those peach blossom eyes that were exactly the same as hers.

    “Going out for a walk.” Cheng Chu pursed her lips, lowered her head and put on her snow boots, turned around, and closed the door with a bang.

    The cold air in the winter was like a knife and instantly slashed Cheng Chu’s tender face. She only wore a thin sweater and had rushed into the cold winter rashly.

    The door behind her was pulled open, and Fu Xun chased after her.

    “Where are you going?” The boy who was usually lazy on weekdays had anxiety in his voice.

    “I’ll just walk around, you can go back.” Cheng Chu said.

    “Aunt will be very worried.” Fu Xun looked at the cold expression on the girl’s usually smiling face, and spoke with caution, “I’ll ask the driver to take you there.”

    He went straight to call the driver.

    Cheng Chu was shivering with cold, but she was too angry to return to the door.

    Although it was noon, the weather was gloomy today, and only the cold wind whistled past.

    The driver quickly drove the car over, got out of the car diligently, and opened the door for Cheng Chu.

    “Don’t follow me.” Cheng Chu got into the car and said coldly when he saw Fu Xun also bent down to get into the car.

    “Aunt let me follow you.” Fu Xun said.

    The rebellion in her heart surged up instantly, and Cheng Chu had to close the car door with a bang, and said loudly through the gap in the window, “Don’t follow me.”

    “Go to Changming Road.” She turned her head, lowered her voice, and said to the driver.

    The driver’s hand on the steering wheel froze. He looked sideways at the young master standing outside the car, hesitant; whether to go or not.

    Unexpectedly, the young master said nothing, put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and left.

    There was car aromatherapy in the car, and the faint fragrance of flowers permeated the air. Cheng Chu looked at the crowds passing by quickly outside the car, but her heart was depressed and irritable.

    “It’s here.” The driver stopped the car, looked at Cheng Chu’s condensed face in the rearview mirror, and said cautiously.

    Cheng Chu finally came to her senses, “Thank you.”

    She got out of the car without waiting for the driver to open the door for her.

    On the cold street, pedestrians in twos and threes hurriedly walked in thick clothes.

    The Chinese New Year was almost here, and the bustling city was losing its flashy coat, revealing its original calm beauty.