
Sheng Yuxi was stunned and Sheng Yue's face turned purple in embarrassment.
Guessing that they did not understand him, the stranger gave a desperate gesture with his hand. Turns out he's here to deliver the piano.
By this time, Kang Weizhen had finished his work and came out.
In an instant, Sheng Yue hurriedly said, “Auntie, you came in time. Is this guy the piano teacher you hired for Yangyang? Yangyang wants to expel him.”
“Piano teacher? I don't hire a piano teacher.”
Sheng Yue's face turned pale. He avoided the questioning gaze of Sheng Yuxi, hoping he could find a hole in the ground to hide in.
After seeing the stranger and the piano, Kang Weizhen was confused.
At this moment, another group of people arrived. One of them said something to the stranger. The stranger listened then looked dumbfounded.
Then this person said to the Sheng Family, “Sorry, the shipping clerk got the wrong address.”
Kang Weizhen raised his eyebrows. He was very knowledgeable about the piano. His second son was a famous musician and was invited to perform all over the world throughout the year.
A piano worth 20 million yuan was sent to the wrong address? That's hard to believe.
However, she suddenly recalled that her husband told her that a neighbor had just moved next door, so the delivery man might have been misdirected.
But buying a piano that's so expensive? The new neighbor must be very rich.
Sheng Yue had humiliated himself, so he quickly left in embarrassment.
Sheng Yang had just returned to his room when he received a text message.
“Why don't you accept the Bechstein Louis XV I gave you? It's very valuable to you.” A smiling face .jpg followed.
Sheng Yang typed with one hand. “It's too conspicuous.”
“Oke.” The person across from sighed helplessly. Does this girl know how valuable this piano is? Does he know how many people hit their heads for this piano but still can't get it? It takes a lot of effort to get it…
“Don't bother me now. I'm busy.” Sheng Yang rejected him mercilessly as usual then picked up a book that was not about English, but mathematics.
When Kang Weizhen walked through her room, she saw that Sheng Yang was still reading. He was not happy at all but very guilty.
In a few days, Yangyang will go to a new high school. There is a big difference between a city high school and a high school here. That must be under a lot of pressure.
He continued walking and when he walked through Sheng Yuxi's room and saw her playing on the computer, he was immediately annoyed. “Sheng Yuxi, you play again ?!”
“Bu, did you forget that I graduated High School and am now in college?” Sheng Yuxi was feeling sad.
But the angry mother was still frightened. “Yes, you are a student so you can be cool to your sister? Huh?”
Sheng Yuxi touched his head. He didn't mean that. He just forgot that he had a little sister.
Sheng Yuxi hurriedly ran to Sheng Yang's room only to see him reading a book, and her heart was instantly filled with guilt.
He's too insensitive! He was supposed to help his poor little sister.
“Yangyang, you picked up the wrong book. This is not a High School book. This is Advanced Mathematics. I haven't even studied this material.”
“OKE.” Sheng Yang slowly responded but did not intend to put down the book. He simply stared at Sheng Yuxi silently as if urging her to leave.
Faced with his cold and domineering sister, Sheng Yuxi had no choice but to retreat.
Unfortunately, her mother slammed the door of her room in front of her face, just like her sister did. He was a poor little boy in a dilemma.
If she returned to her room, she would be scolded by her mother, but if she went to her sister's room, her sister would throw her out.
When will the eldest and second brother return?
…
After driving for a long time, Sheng Yue finally returned home in annoyance.
As soon as she climbed upstairs, she found her mother watering flowers.
In contrast to the beautiful Kang Weizhen, Jiang Xinyi, the wife of the second son of the Sheng Family, looked beautiful and relaxed with long straight black hair and delicate features.
“Bu, didn't I tell you? You don't have to do this rough work. Leave it to the waiter.”
Jiang Xinyi smiled. “You don't know anything.”
His words pressed down on Sheng Yue's button. Sheng Yue immediately turned pale and angrily sat on the chair with a jerk. “You're right! I don't know what!”