Yin Shixiu ca over and saw Prince Huang enthusiastically pounding the piano keys!
The piano sound was ssy, completely following the little one’s whims.
Yin Junjie hurriedly shuddered and spat out four words,
"Magic Sound Stuns the Ear."
The few servants kept their distance.
But sitting beside Prince Huang, the pianist Yin Shaoqun was smiling broadly, clearly delighted.
Yin Shixiu approached but didn’t interrupt them. Instead, Prince Huang glanced at Dad in the corner of his eye, and only then did his fingers stop.
His little face turned bright red,
"Dad."
Yin Shaoqun turned around, "You’re here!"
"Hmm."
"Did you hear your son play?"
"I heard it."
"How was it?"
"Magic Sound Stuns the Ear."
"Haha!"
Yin Shaoqun laughed heartily.
"Little Aunt doesn’t intend to teach Huang Huang to play the piano, does she?"
Yin Shaoqun said nothing, sitting upright, her well-maintained hands caressing the keys, the black and white keys brushing past her slightly calloused fingertips. Suddenly, a note fell, and before anyone could catch their breath, a flurry of notes burst out from the keys without warning.
The bright, impromptu rhythm lifted one’s spirits almost automatically.
Yin Shaoqun’s hands moved incredibly fast, srizing everyone. Prince Huang, sitting on the piano bench beside her, widened his eyes.
Just as the music started unpredictably, it ended decisively.
Yin Shaoqun looked at Prince Huang, "Little Huang, do you like it? Was it good?"
Everyone in the room looked enviously at the Young Master dressed in a black little tuxedo and bow tie.
A world-renowned pianist had played a piece just for him.
Prince Huang nodded, looking toward Yin Shaoqun, then nodded seriously,
"It’s good."
Yin Shaoqun’s elegant face showed a deeply satisfied smile, she patted Huang Huang’s head and then said to Yin Junjie,
"Keep playing with him."
"Okay."
Yin Junjie nodded and sat back down beside Prince Huang.
Yin Shaoqun took Yin Shixiu aside and sat down.
"Little Aunt, if you have sothing to say, just say it."
"How about letting your son learn piano with ?"
Yin Shixiu chuckled, "Little Aunt, he’s not even three years old."
"I know! I’m not saying now, I don’t recomnd him touching any instrunt before he’s five, but after five, he can start."
"Does Little Aunt think Huang Huang has a gift for piano?"
"That only ti will tell after he starts learning. But the child has a good sense of music, sensitive to it compared to peers."
"Little Aunt, it’s not up to ; if Huang Huang is really interested in piano, even if you were unwilling to teach him, I’d still beg you to give him so guidance. But now, he’s too young, it’s too early."
After hearing this, Yin Shaoqun was silent for a mont, then sighed deeply.
Yin Shixiu pursed his lips, still hearing the "Magic Sound" duet from Yin Junjie and Prince Huang.
"Little Aunt has many students, why sigh?"
"If you don’t want to, just say it. Everyone knows what’s calculating in your mind. Now that you’re big and successful, if I swindled your son away, who’d inherit your empire and kingdom?"
"Little Aunt, look at what you’re saying..."
"Can you say it’s not?"
"Little Aunt is insightful, but Shixiu adheres to his word. If Huang Huang truly is interested in piano, I’d definitely respect his wishes."
"Really?"
Yin Shixiu laughed lightly,
"Xiao ng and I are not outdated. Our child has his own life. I’d love my child to inherit the Yin Family business, but if they’re disinterested, I wouldn’t force them."
Yin Shaoqun raised an eyebrow, "Really?"
"Little Aunt doesn’t believe it?"
"Why wouldn’t I! But rember what you said today! Don’t regret it later."
"A world-class pianist teaching my son piano is a dream co true, why would I refuse?"
"Haha! Of all the children in Big Brother’s generation, you, Shixiu, are Little Aunt’s favorite!"
Yin Shixiu smiled. Despite Yin Shaoqun nearing seventy, she truly had a vibrant spirit.
Happy with her conversation, Yin Shaoqun gazed deeply at Prince Huang, still playing with the piano in the distance...
Yin Shixiu picked up his teacup, drinking while following Little Aunt’s gaze...
This elegant, noble-faced pianist also had a life filled with tribulations and regrets.
Little Aunt was sentintal; her husband was a talented conductor. They had a son with exceptional musical talent, starting his education at three.
However, fortune didn’t last long; when the child turned five, her husband died in a car accident.
Little Aunt suffered for a long ti, but with her son as her support, she pulled through.
At nine, her son won first place in the Vienna Junior Piano Competition.
The young piano prodigy quickly made a na in the music world, both dostically and internationally.
Little Aunt felt proud.
But life is full of ups and downs; the son’s musical journey was smooth until at fifteen, he was discovered to be drinking heavily and addicted to drugs.
Sent to a rehab center for forced treatnt, he successfully quit drugs and alcohol. However, his hands lost stability due to excessive drinking and drug use.
The brilliant hands of the piano prodigy could no longer perform flawless pieces.
When he was eighteen, deeply depressed, he committed suicide at ho.
Little Aunt remained silent for two years and then made a coback.
Yin Shixiu played the piano well, but it was just "well."
Richard Strauss’s tone poem — "Tyr’s rry Pranks," the piece Little Aunt played for Huang Huang was often played to her son.
"Little Aunt, after this tour, return ho to live."
"..." Yin Shaoqun paused, then smiled and agreed.
————
During dinner, Yin Shixiu took Shuangshuang and Huang Huang to Yijing Manor.
Bai Fengmao was quite happy.
During the Qingming Festival, the Bai Family also visited the tombs, and as Shixiu arrived, Bai Sidong and his wife were present as well.
"Just in ti, saves from looking for you tomorrow."
Bai Sidong saw Yin Shixiu and pulled him aside to a quiet back garden.
No one else disturbed them.
"Did Xiao ng follow you abroad and not be bullied?"
"Would I dare bully her?"
Yin Shixiu spoke frankly. This Bai Family was not one to offend, especially Bai Sidong, despite being just a captain in the Beijing criminal police force...
Add the word Beijing upfront, and the weight changes significantly.
Bai Sidong was truly handso, youthful-looking. His gaze moving slightly stirred won’s hearts.
"Of course you wouldn’t dare. I’m helping you now all for Xiao ng. Otherwise, who’d involve themselves in your Yin Family’s ss?"
"I understand perfectly. Uncle, if there’s any discovery, just say it."
"Shi Yuancheng and Shi Haiyan took bribes."
"Who?"
"Political Commissar Shi, your older brother’s father-in-law, Shi Haiyan, your sister-in-law."
"Are you sure?"
"Not only am I sure, I’ve followed this line further, and guess what I found?"
Bai Sidong’s lips curled, his brows full of disdain,
"Shengde, the number one dostic clothing manufacturer. Smuggling and drug dealing masked as textile trade."
Shengde...
"You’re a businessman, so whose industry is Shengde part of? Need I say more?"
"Shi Yuancheng’s eldest son."
Upon hearing this, Yin Shixiu was startled and hurriedly asked,
"How did Uncle know about this?"
"Last month, during a drug case bust, I was on a secret mission, personally witnessing a hand-off among the smugglers wearing Shengde’s factory work clothes. Shengde’s connection with Shi Yuancheng is too close; once revealed in the bureau, it would complicate matters."
"Uncle... how certain are you?"
"Ninety-nine percent."
"So, now only you have discovered the issue with Shengde?"
Yin Shixiu’s expression was extrely serious.
Bai Sidong raised his brows, then grinned,
"And you."
"..."
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