The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 321 Jiang Man’s Foster Father, Mr. Jin, Appears!

Chapter 321: Chapter 321 Jiang Man’s Foster Father, Mr. Jin, Appears!

"My goodness! Jiang Man can actually play the harp? And she plays so well?"

"Performance level, no less skilled than the other musicians in the band!"

"How many more surprises does she have for everyone? With such talent, why is she still at our Northern Music Academy? I don’t understand."

The audience below was abuzz, and suddenly it exploded.

The musicians on stage weren’t much better off.

Bowing deeply together, when the curtain was drawn, everyone took a deep breath and a suspended heart finally settled down.

At the same time, they cast admiring glances toward Jiang Man.

It turned out that boss Louis wasn’t bragging; Jiang Man truly was a musical genius!

The harp performance that just took place had almost overshadowed the piano performance.

Thankfully the piano was the main instrument, otherwise even Mr. Barrett would not have been able to overshadow Jiang Man’s brilliance.

The group left the stage in an orderly fashion.

Those musicians who had been misled by Wen Jingya, thinking that Jiang Man was all talk, hung their heads in shame.

Jiang Man followed them offstage, leaving the scene to Barrett.

Even as they moved backstage, they could still hear the enthusiastic shouts of the audience.

"Jiang Man, you really are incredible!"

In the corridor, Mrs. Lan Xiang had been waiting for a long time.

Jiang Man had been praised since she was young, so she had long become indifferent to others’ compliments, showing no disturbance.

"Thank you for your undue praise, ma’am."

She replied politely.

Mrs. Lan Xiang gazed at her intensely, her eyes filled with too many emotions.

But these emotions were too complex, and for the moment she did not know which one to express first.

Jiang Man gave Mrs. Lan Xiang a slight nod, hands in her pockets, and headed straight for Louis.

"Was the outcome to your satisfaction?"

"Very satisfied." Louis gave an OK gesture.

"When will today’s news be out in the States?"

"Christmas Day, right at prime time."

"OK."

Jiang Man felt much more relieved internally.

No matter how much noise at home, Vermilion Bird would always manage to prevent the news from reaching her father.

But if the news was broadcast across America, with her dad’s influence, it couldn’t be hidden.

Jiang Man took out her phone and checked the date.

Tomorrow she would fly to New York, where she planned to come clean to her dad first.

After all, confessing proactively is different from being caught and forced to admit.

Thinking this, she turned around, took a few steps, and moved to a deserted corner.

"Fanzi, how’s it going? Have you bought the tickets?"

"Bought them, Shaye also wants to go with us to New York."

"No problem, take good care of little sister."

"Sure."

Jiang Man didn’t say much and hung up the phone.

There’s a saying, "Familiarity breeds fondness."

Initially when Fanzi had to take Shaye back to the country, he had been really reluctant and grumbled about it.

In the past couple of days, it seemed the complaints had stopped.

The call just now showed a clear 180-degree change in attitude.

Presumably, the two of them were getting along better and better.

"Manman."

Just after Jiang Man hung up, she heard the voice of Mrs. Lu.

Apart from her, Lu Xuemei and Jiang Man also followed.

Mrs. Lan Xiang, caught in the middle of the aisle, instantly felt extremely awkward.

None of them exchanged greetings, and Lu Xuemei walked straight up to Mrs. Lan Xiang.

Gave her a glare, said nothing,

instead turned to Jiang Man, "Manman, are you free tonight? The old house is planning to have hot pot, wanna join?"

Hot pot was just an excuse; in reality, they probably wanted to ask about what happened today, right?

"Sure, I’m free." Jiang Man slipped her hands into her pockets, looking cool and aloof.

"What about Jingya?" Lu Xuemei looked around and did not see Wen Jingya.

"In the resting room."

Lu Xuemei, upon hearing the words, strode towards the resting room.

Wen Jingya indeed was inside, evidently having shut down, staring blankly at a chair.

"What are you thinking about? Aren’t you ashamed? Squatting here without leaving?"

"Auntie..." Wen Jingya finally came back to her senses and, seeing her elder, her grievances surged up.

"Sister-in-law bullies me, she deliberately had Barrett arrange me in the C position to make me lose face..."

"And you still have the nerve to blame Manman? I heard from others that you volunteered to save the day. The world’s number one band, Wen Jingya, how dare you? After studying the pipa for over a decade, do you really see yourself as so indispensable?"

"..." Wen Jingya was struck speechless.

Seeking comfort, she instead encountered various manipulations by her aunt.

Better to die, she thought.

The feelings of being wronged were like a breached dike, and tears flowed like a flood.

She sat motionless, tears continuously falling.

Lu Xuemei was utterly speechless, hands crossed and arms folded: "Still crying? Hurry and wipe away your tears, Grandma is calling you home!"

Wen Jingya, startled by the shout, quickly stopped her tears.

Having been dependent on others since she was young, she might act willfully at times, but only just a little.

Because she knew that those who raise aren’t like one’s own parents, she didn’t have the luxury to be capricious.

After wiping away her tears, she followed behind Lu Xuemei.

Exiting the resting room, the old lady glanced her a look that, although unspoken, was sharp enough to penetrate.

A group of people departed grandly, Louis watching the distraught Mrs. Lan Xiang.

Due to Barrett, he also maintained a good relationship with Lan Xiang.

"Any trouble with the Lu family?"

"It’s nothing," Mrs. Lan Xiang quickly regained her composure: "I have a flight tomorrow morning to Paris; are you free tonight?"

"I’m free," Louis raised an eyebrow, his gaze tinged with sympathy: "Jiang Man rejected tonight’s dinner because of the Lu family, didn’t she?"

"Yes," Mrs. Lan Xiang nodded, not wanting to discuss the subject further.

She then smiled, "I don’t know why, but I have a very good impression of Jiang Man. The moment I saw her, I felt a deep affinity."

"People feel an inexplicable closeness to those similar to themselves, not only in interests and personality but also in appearance. Jiang Man really resembles how you looked when you were young, and even now, she resembles you a bit."

"Yes," a spark lit up in Mrs. Lan Xiang’s eyes: "Ah Juan was also shocked when she first saw Jiang Man, she said she looked like me twenty years ago."

"To say you are mother and daughter wouldn’t be an overstatement."

Louis blurted out.

After saying this, he regretted it.

He wished he could bite off his tongue and swallow the words back.

Lan Xiang’s taboo was her daughter.

"Sorry, I shouldn’t have brought up such a painful subject," Louis immediately apologized.

Mrs. Lan Xiang shook her head.

When she had given birth to her daughter, the doctor had informed her that she had a difficult constitution for pregnancy, and having children would be more challenging than usual for her.

Her daughter might have been her only child.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t even keep her only child in the end.

"Shall we visit Nannan? I’ll accompany you."

"No need, you are usually busy."

"Your husband specifically instructed me and Barrett to take good care of you. If you lose a single hair while returning to Paris, he’ll hold us accountable."

"Pfft." Mrs. Lan Xiang couldn’t help but chuckle.

Mentioning her husband, her cold heart finally warmed a bit.

Which other woman dares to be friends with a man openly and even regard him as a close friend?

Hans was different; he was the man who loved her the most in this world.

He understood the yearnings deep in her soul, providing not just physical care but also spiritual consolation.

Even introducing Barrett as a friend was his meticulous arrangement.

"Well, let’s go to the cemetery first then."

...

Meanwhile, at another location.

Beicheng International Airport, three individuals in black discreetly appeared at the airport.

The leader was a middle-aged man, looking to be in his forties.

Well-kept, his years were evident, but they did not conceal his handsomeness in the slightest.

By his side, one on each side.

To the left was a tall man standing at one meter ninety; to the right, a woman dressed in leather, her long black hair tied in a high ponytail.

"Mr. Jin, shall we check into the hotel first or go see the young miss?"

"Let’s head to Jiang Family first." The man’s voice was deep, carrying an invisible authority...

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