Chapter 328 - That Song Is Very Similar to Yan Xi’s, and Uncle
Chapter 328: That Song Is Very Similar to Yan Xi’s, and Uncle
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qin Yu was shocked.
Glancing down at her student card, she swiped it again in disbelief.
The second floor still didn’t light up.
Thinking of the single possibility, the card in her hand fell to the ground with a “plop.”
She squatted down to pick it up again, then got out of the elevator. Entering classroom 101, she took out her mobile phone and logged into the Violin Association’s official website.
She was usually able to log into the Violin Association’s official website by using the association’s network.
After entering her name and password, she then clicked to login. A line of words popped up on the screen soon after—
[This account name does not exist!]
It doesn’t exist?
How could it be?!
Qin Yu almost lost her mind. She thought that after this incident passed, she would be able to make a comeback. But how could the Violin Association suddenly remove her?!
Without the Violin Association, without Dai Ran...
She couldn’t imagine what she was left with next, and she couldn’t imagine how the Shen and Lin families would treat her...
She was still thinking of this when her phone rang.
It was Ning Qing, sounding rather lethargic. “Yu’er, your Aunt asked us to have dinner at the Shen family’s house tonight.”
Dinner at the Shen family’s house?
Qin Yu was taken aback...
The Shen family was still willing to let her eat with them?
Squeezing her phone and pursing her lips, her thoughts ran wild, and she didn’t know what expression to put on.
After half an hour of waiting, she arrived at the Shen family’s house. Ning Qing had also arrived and was sitting on the sofa, chatting with Lin Wan.
“Yu’er is here, sit down.” Lin Wan put her teacup down and smiled slightly.
Everything seemed unchanged.
Qin Yu sat beside Ning Qing, and the Shen family’s servant brought her a cup of tea.
Opposite, Lin Wan shook her teacup. She then lowered her eyebrows and smiled at Ning Qing. “Sister-in-law, there’s no such thing as overnight hatred between mother and daughter. As long as you build the bridge, how could Ran Ran not forgive you?”
Qin Yu’s heart fell sharply at her words. She suddenly understood that she had been invited to the Shen family’s house all because of Qin Ran.
Her blood ran cold.
Her fingernails dug into her palm. Thinking that she was only there thanks to Qin Ran, she felt an inexplicable sense of humiliation...
Holding the teacup, Ning Qing lowered her eyes, not knowing what to say. She seemed to be in a dilemma. How could she possibly not know that the Shen family had maintained this attitude towards her because of Qin Ran?
Old Master Shen came back in from discussing business outside.
Seeing Ning Qing, he greeted her very cordially. “Were you talking about Qin Ran? Madam Lin, speaking of her, you have given birth to a good daughter. As the national top scorer, she can enter the laboratory for sure. She might even enter there...”
Laboratory? This was the first time Ning Qing heard this, but she didn’t show a particularly ignorant look and only slightly raised her head.
Having been in the Lin family for so many years, she had already learned how to hide and knew how not to be looked down upon by others.
“Boom—”
At the gate, Shen Yumin kicked the door open, on a phone call. “You must snatch it tomorrow! If you can’t snatch Yan Xi’s tickets again, we’ll have to wait another year...”
Sitting on the sofa, Qin Yu frowned deeply. She originally didn’t want to hear anything about Qin Ran, but after hearing Shen Yumin’s words, she suddenly remembered something...
When she came to Beijing last year, Shen Yumin seemed to have said that the violin repertoire sounded very similar to Yan Xi’s...
**
At the same time.
Qin Hanqiu and Qin Ling arrived at the Heaven Clubhouse.
This was the most secretive clubhouse in Beijing that no paparazzi could get in. Qin Xiuchen’s national popularity was terrifying, and he had lots of obsessive fans as well. Only the Heaven Clubhouse in the entire Beijing could stop those paparazzi.
The Heaven Clubhouse had a particularly famous story. A paparazzi got in and took a few photos of third-rate celebrities, then sold them to several newspapers, and even circulated them on the Internet.
In less than a day, all the photos on the online newspapers disappeared. At the same time, the paparazzi’s ID was also found by the Heaven Clubhouse. The paparazzi, as well as the several newspapers that had released the photos, were blocked in the city.
It was also at that time that everyone knew that the Yunguang Consortium covered the Heaven Clubhouse’s back. No one in the circle dared to cause trouble in the Heaven Clubhouse.
Since Qin Hanqiu had never been to such a place before, he was a little unaccustomed to it and felt uncomfortable all over.
On the contrary, Qin Ling looked much calmer than him.
Qin Xiuchen glanced past Qin Hanqiu and Qin Ling. He had even bought Qin Ling a gift from abroad. As luck would have it, it was a game console.
Although he was 35 years old, age had never left a trace on Qin Xiuchen’s face.
His facial features were just the right beauty, a pair of peach blossom eyes with a romantic and distinguished temperament circling inside. His eyelashes were extremely long and covered the flow of his eyes when they slightly hung down. His skeleton was slender and well-proportioned, and his whole body was like a fine carving.
Seeing his relatives, Qin Hanqiu had too much to drink and raised a glass to Qin Xiuchen. “Back then, someone scouted me to be a model, but I didn’t go...”
In the end, he was already a little drunk.
In a good mood, Qin Xiuchen glanced at Qin Ling gently. “Xiao Ling, do you like my gift?”
He had brought back the game console after hearing from Butler Qin that Qin Ling liked playing games.
Butler Qin stood watching at the side, feeling very surprised. He didn’t expect the usually unapproachable Qin Xiuchen to like Qin Ling so much.
Lowering his head and glancing at the exact same game console, Qin Ling said, “... I like it.”
Qin Xiuchen smiled and reached out to ruffle his hair. Then, he sent Qin Ling and Qin Hanqiu back to Yunjin Community.
After the two were settled, Qin Xiuchen walked into the car with his hands behind his back. “Xiao Ling said that he has a sister, but why aren’t we picking her up together?”
It was obvious from his tone that he really liked that sister.
“The Fourth Master is like a tiger watching his prey. I don’t even dare to bring the Second Master back to the old house.” Butler Qin shook his head. “I was afraid of something going wrong. When I first found the Second Master, he didn’t even attend university.”
Qin Xiuchen’s brows rose when he heard this. After a day of filming, he was already showing lethargy in his face. “No matter what, she’s still part of the Qin family and also my niece. We have already found Second Bro for so long, but I don’t even know how his daughter looks like...”
He took a blindfold from his assistant and said lethargically, “Butler Qin, give me information on Second Bro’s daughter. I’ll find her.”
Butler Qin: “... Actually, Ah Wen saw that the Young Master’s sister is studying in Beijing. I’ve done a little research.”
Qin Xiuchen raised his eyes and asked further.
Butler Qin bowed his head in shame. “But I found nothing.”
Qin Xiuchen was surprised.
Although the Qin family was already in decline, they were still incomparable to ordinary families. Qin Ling’s sister... how could they not find anything on her?
“Do you think anything happened?” Qin Xiuchen sat up straight and glanced at him. “Has Fourth Bro shown any movement over this matter?”
The Fourth Master was cruel and had even united with the Ouyang family to devour the Qin family’s properties. Over the years, Qin Xiuchen had also found traces that Qin Hanqiu’s disappearance at the time was inextricably linked to the Fourth Master’s mother.
Butler Qin paused and realized the seriousness of this matter. “I’ll let people look it up again.”
**
The next day.
Qin Ran got up earlier than usual at six in the morning.
At the moment, she was sitting at the dining table, finishing her meal. After reading all night and not sleeping well, she yawned sleepily.
“Leave it there, I have to go to school later.” She looked up and saw Cheng Juan with her backpack.
He raised the backpack and casually said, “It’s on the way.”
“I’m going to school.” Qin Ran followed him after finishing her milk.
“I’m going to the medical laboratory on the way.” Cheng Juan took the key and leaned on the door, waiting for her to change shoes.
Qin Ran followed him to the elevator after changing her shoes.
Holding the flowerpot, Cheng Mu followed far behind them. Since Qin Ran was living in the school now, Cheng Mu wanted to send the potted plant over.
Early in the morning, not many people could be seen on the road. Cheng Juan drove the car to the school gate before stopping. He walked in front while Qin Ran followed two or three steps behind him.
There was an avenue inside the school gate, and the playground could be seen by walking two steps forward. People were still running in the morning at this time.
“It’s still early. Would you like to go to the medical laboratory?” Cheng Juan looked down at the time on his wristwatch.
It wasn’t seven o’clock yet.
He also knew that Qin Ran had no class in the first period today.
She only came to school at this time to read at the library.
When he said that she could read in Ting Lan, she said it was too distracting.
Uninterested, Qin Ran waved her hand. “It smells of formalin. I don’t want to go.”
At the intersection, she took her backpack from him and casually slung it behind her. “Bye.” She raised her hand without looking back.
Cheng Mu rushed to Cheng Juan with the flower pot. “That’s strange. How did Miss Qin know that the medical laboratory smells of formalin...”
**
The library opened at seven o’clock sharp. Qin Ran went in with a student card and found a seat before coming over with some books.
As soon as she returned to her seat, a WeChat message popped up on her phone—
As if sharing a treasure with her, Qin Ling texted: [Sister, do you want an Uncle?]