TO MY DEAR MR. HUO

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Chapter 589: I Hope You Guys Won’t Mind

The applause at the venue became even louder, and Huo Jinyao’s expression changed.

At the moment, Li Qianxue and Su Chenghui’s expressions didn’t look that good.

Everyone knew about this matter, but everyone intentionally ignored it.

Su Qingsang and Su Peizhen’s identity switch would definitely have an impact beyond Su Qingsang’s 20-plus years of life as an illegitimate daughter.

Most importantly, she lost all the resources, the best education and the best upbringing, that should have belonged to her.

Su Peizhen knew everything about music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Li Qianxue was nurturing her daughter as a blue-blood lady.

To Su Peizhen, playing the piano was just the simplest virtuosity.

She not only knew how to play the piano, but also the violin and the guzheng. For more than 20 years, she had not only enjoyed Su Chenghui and Li Qianxue’s parental love, but also lessons from top-notch teachers.

Su Qingsang would never be able to make up for this.

Li Qianxue’s heart shook and she almost vomited blood. She moved her feet and was about to walk forward. At this moment, Su Chenghui blocked her way.

“Are you satisfied?” Li Qianxue gritted her teeth and looked at Su Chenghui with resentful eyes. “Su Chenghui, are you satisfied? Is this what you want?”

“Qianxue, calm down.” Su Chenghui looked left and right, then took a step forward and stood in front of Li Qianxue. “You can’t go up now.”

If they caused a scene, it would reflect badly on all of them.

“Su Chenghui, of course you don’t want me to go up.” Of course, Li Qianxue knew that at this time, she couldn’t go up, and she couldn’t scold Su Peizhen.

If she really did that, things would definitely get worse.

As if she was about to cry, her eyes reddened and she lowered her head. “Su Chenghui, I hate you.”

“Qianxue, I’m sorry.” This apology was too feeble.

Su Chenghui turned around and looked at Su Peizhen. He patted Li Qianxue’s shoulder. “I’ll go.”

He was going to stop Su Peizhen’s madness and emotional outburst.

Li Qianxue glared at him and said, “You don’t understand. You don’t understand at all.”

Su Qingsang was going to win this battle on her own. Today was a celebratory day for Tianyu Group. It was also a celebratory day for Huo Jinyao.

As the wife of the president of Tianyu Group, no one cared whether Su Qingsang knew how to play the zither or not. They only cared about Su Peizhen’s challenge.

If Su Qingsang didn’t play the zither today, or didn’t want to come up with a way to defeat Su Peizhen to prove herself, then she would definitely lose face on this occasion.

“Su Chenghui, I hate you.”

Li Qianxue was extremely anxious. She didn’t care about anything and just wanted to go on stage. However, she saw Su Qingsang, who had been standing there motionlessly, finally making a move.

Huo Jinyao had known from the moment Su Peizhen threw out the challenge letter that Su Peizhen had come with ill intentions. However, he didn’t expect Su Peizhen to challenge Su Qingsang to play the zither.