"President Fu!"
Their fourth brother often represented the Music Association in international competitions.
They naturally understood a bit about the music circle.
For example, their fourth brother's president, the president of the International Music Association, Fu Zhengnan.
He was a figure revered as a master in the music circle.
This concert today was organized by President Fu himself.
It was said that he had specifically invited a legend in the music world – Master Zheng Yu – to attend and appreciate this concert.
This gave their Rou'er an opportunity to become a disciple of Master Zheng Yu.
The fourth brother had also mentioned that President Fu took good care of him and liked him.
Upon seeing President Fu now,
They naturally had to go up and greet him personally,
And also let President Fu remember them.
So that he would give their Rou'er more opportunities later.
Fu Zhengnan was just about to return backstage.
When he heard someone call him.
Today he had finally waited for Master Zheng Yu to grace the scene, and his mood was quite good.
So he stopped and looked in the direction of the voice.
He saw a middle-aged couple, dressed as if they were attending a grand banquet, walking towards him.
"President Fu, hello, hello. I am the Chairman of Ming Corporation. It's a pleasure to meet you." Ming's father extended his hand with a smile.
President Fu's lips had been curved into a smile, and although distant, he still maintained his demeanor.
Upon hearing the words "Ming Corporation."
His expression turned cold at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and took a look at the two people before him.
He couldn't help but scoff internally.
Like father, like son. Or rather, like mother, like son.
What did this family think this concert was?
Dressed up so flamboyantly.
It was simply vulgar.
He ignored Ming's father's extended hand and said plainly, "Chairman Ming and Mrs. Ming, is there something you need?"
This attitude made Ming's father frown slightly.
This feeling reminded him of the times he had to humble himself to secure investments.
But thinking of Rou'er,
And thinking that their fourth brother was still under that person's charge,
He suppressed the surging anger, withdrew his hand, and smiled, "No, no, we just wanted to thank President Fu for giving our Rou'er this opportunity, allowing our Rou'er the honor to showcase her talent at the concert you organized."
"Oh~" This was a drawn-out "oh" with a hint of sarcasm.
Fu Zhengnan hooked his lips meaningfully.
He still appeared as refined and elegant as ever, "Then I hope your daughter performs well later."
With that, he turned around, "I have other matters to attend to, so I will excuse myself."
Ming's father still wanted to say something.
But Fu Zhengnan didn't give him the chance.
He simply left.
Ming's father's face twitched with anger.
"Chen Mu." Ming's mother gently nudged Ming's father's shoulder with her head and said comfortingly, "Artists are all eccentric. He's your fourth brother's president, be understanding."
Ming's father felt that nothing had gone smoothly for him recently.
Even attending this concert.
He had hoped to leverage Ming Zhi Rou's fame to attract the upper-class society to curry favor with him again.
But he had repeatedly hit a wall.
Just now, he had also seen many influential figures from high society attending this concert.
And many company executives who had previously greeted him and whom he had ignored.
But now, he had taken the initiative to greet people,
And their attitude… was eerily similar to Fu Zhengnan's now.
"Dad."
Ming Chu Yan walked over from behind, looking at Fu Zhengnan's departing figure with a complicated expression, "Doesn't President Fu know… that fourth brother is from our Ming family? Why was his attitude so indifferent?"
Although he hadn't gone up with Ming's father and mother just now,
He had been watching from the side.
He could feel that President Fu's attitude towards them was very cold.
Even, inexplicably tinged with a hint of mockery?
"Don't talk nonsense." Ming's mother glared at her younger son. "President Fu just encouraged us, hoping Rou'er would perform well later. This must be his hint that he will give Rou'er special consideration! As long as Rou'er performs well, she will definitely attract that Master Zheng Yu later, and then publicly… become Master Zheng Yu's disciple!"
Is that so?
Ming Chu Yan lowered his head, his emotions also very complex.
He always felt…
That things were not that simple.
Especially, Ming Zheng and Mo Qiyu had disappeared just now.
Where had they gone?
"No matter what, absolutely nothing can go wrong today, otherwise… we cannot account to Young Master Wang." Ming's father's expression was somewhat grim. Thinking of the conditions they had promised Wang Quanshan, his face became even uglier.
He saw many people around looking at them.
"Alright, don't just stand here, go back and sit down."
He didn't want to embarrass himself any further.
He quickly pulled Ming's mother back to their seats.
At this moment, quite a few people who had seen Ming's father talking to President Fu earlier.
All thought that Ming's father was very familiar with President Fu, and they all disregarded their previous aloofness towards Ming's father, running over to strike up a conversation.
Ming's father, for the first time in a long time, enjoyed this long-lost feeling of being the center of attention.
So he played along with their words.
In a corner of the audience.
Mo Qiyu looked at the Ming family being surrounded and clicked his tongue, "President Fu couldn't even be bothered to acknowledge them just now, and they still use it to show off. Aren't they afraid of being slapped in the face?"
Ming Zheng rested her cheek on her hand, a faint, half-smiling arc on her lips.
She looked at the Ming family, who seemed to be the center of attention, with that once arrogant smile on their faces.
She let out a soft snort.
Full of mockery.
"This is their flaw, they cannot tolerate their dignity being trampled upon."
In Ming Zheng's dark star-like eyes, a playful arc of a smile rippled. "If we don't step on them now, let them climb higher, or even… extend a hand to help them."
"When they think there is hope… brutally snap their wings, leaving them in endless despair."
"And then, from a great height… fall down hard."
Just like her in her past life.
How much she longed for family affection.
In the end, how much despair she felt.
When she fell from the abyss of sin into darkness.
That pain.
She would eventually make them… personally experience it, one by one.
"Mmm… baby, your expression is so scary." Mo Qiyu shrunk back, hugging himself and rubbing his arms desperately.
He had only glanced at baby's face just now.
That smile, it made his scalp tingle and gave him chills.
It was the first time he had seen such an expression on baby's face.
And this expression.
Was directed at the Ming family.
All along, he thought Ming Zheng didn't care about the Ming family at all.
Like a stranger, watching the Ming family struggle in despair, trying to survive in various ways.