Chapter 709 - The Piano Competition
Master Xiao, Your Wife Has Reborn
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Jin was very happy with Hou Wanâerâs response. Talent was very important. Without talent, no matter how hard one worked, one couldnât reach the same level of excellence. Clearly, Su Jin had both talent and hard work, so thereâs nothing to worry about. She already knew the results anyway.
Su Jin replied with a smile, âThatâs right. At least youâre sensible.â
Hou Wanâer didnât know if she should laugh or cry when she heard this. She also didnât know if that was a compliment, but the competition would start in a while, so it was more important to get down to business first. This was the semi-finals. Itâs better to treat it seriously so that people didnât talk behind their backs.
Hou Wanâer said solemnly, âSister Su, the competition will start in an hour.â
âShouldnât you be getting up now, wash up and then come to the competition?â
Su Jin agreed and asked Hou Wanâer to save her a seat. After all, there were so many contestants in this competition and most of them would arrive at the venue early. If no one saved her a seat, sheâd be standing like an idiot the whole time.
Just as Su Jin had expected, many of the contestants had already arrived at the venue and familiarized themselves with the surroundings while easing their nervousness. The venue was packed. A convoy of expensive cars arrived at the venue with eight Mercedes-Maybachâs leading the way, and a limited-edition Rolls-Royce in the middle. The moment the convoy stopped, 20 professional bodyguards got out.
The scene was like the arrival of a noble princess. The line-up was impressive. The surrounding crowd watched with envy, wishing that they were the princess. The driver wore white gloves. He got out of the car, walked quickly to the back door and held it open respectfully as he said, âPrincesses, we are here.â
The onlookers were even more surprised when they heard the driverâs words. They didnât expect a real princess to be here. No wonder there was such a grand entrance. An ordinary young miss of a rich family wouldnât have such an impressive convoy and bodyguards. Social comparison was infuriating. The onlookers could only envy these princesses for reincarnating well.
They couldnât help but exclaim, âWow, itâs really a princess.â
âBut I heard that the president only has one daughter. Why are there two princesses?â
âThatâs not important.â
âThink about it. Ordinary people like us can also have mistresses. What about the president who is rich, powerful, and so handsome?â
âThatâs right. Even if we nail a man to the wall, he might still stray.â
âThere is a way though. You can chemically castrate him. I guaranteeâ¦â
While everyone was discussing, the two princesses got out of the car one after another. Hou Wanâer was in the crowd watching them curiously. After all, this was the princess. Hou Wanâer was also very curious what she looked like, whether sheâs as beautiful as the rumors said. Itâs not every day that Hou Wanâer would see a princess.
Hou Wanâer looked at the princess and muttered, âA princess is so noble. Could she be like Nezha, with three heads and sixâ¦â
Before she could finish her sentence, Hou Wanâer saw the two princesses. She froze on the spot, her eyes filled with envy. Although she was the young miss of the Hou family, she had never received such treatment. In terms of food, drinks, and clothing, although hers were not as delicate as the princessesâ, they were still expensive.
After seeing the first princess, Hou Wanâer could not help but say, âSo, this is the princess?â
âAlthough she isnât that good-looking, she has exquisite makeup and this limited-edition dress that money canât buy.â
âAnd her excellently styled look.â
Hou Wanâer couldnât help but be jealous. She could only blame herself for not reincarnating well. This girl was born a princess. She could have as many limited-edition dresses as she wanted. No one would say no to her.
After Su Jiaojiao got out of the car, she said with a smile to Su Qiaoqiao who was still in the car, âQiaoqiao, you can get out of the car now.â
Su Qiaoqiao put her hand on Su Jiaojiaoâs arm shyly and a pair of beautiful legs stretched out from the car as she got out. The onlookers were immediately stunned. When Hou Wanâer saw Su Qiaoqiaoâs face, the steamed bun she was eating fell to the ground.
She looked at the two princesses in shock as she said, âOh, my god.â
What did Hou Wanâer see? It was Su Jin. Could Su Jin be the presidentâs daughter named Su Qiaoqiao? Her bestie had hidden things too deeply. She had such a shocking secret, yet she never mentioned it. Did she not treat her as a bestie?