My wife is in my arms

Chapter 611 Shocking Part 2

Cheng Min, who was sitting next to her, was also stunned.

Cheng Xiyao's hand, which had been reaching for the Coke her father had recently taken away, froze in mid-air. Realizing what was happening, she withdrew her hand and said with a smile, "Young friend Zhang, you're quite something! You play the harmonica really well."

Han Hui seemed not to hear.

She had heard Zhang Youkao's version played on a single instrument, the guitar, and thought it was already extremely beautiful.

Unexpectedly, Zhang You's new version not only elevated the song "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" by a significant margin, but also served as a spiritual cleansing.

gradually.

A clear piano note rang out, not loud, but it did not drown out the harmonica sound. On the contrary, with the addition of the piano, the faint light of hope seemed to grow stronger.

They gradually blended together, forming a sense of steadfastness that comes from the heart.

"Today, in the cold night, I watch the snow fall, my heart, now chilled, drifting far away, chasing after it in the wind and rain, its shadow indistinguishable in the fog..."

The moment Zhang You's singing began.

The song seems to be infused with a spirit of continuous vitality, which is not obvious, but under his singing and the stirring accompaniment, the belief of not being afraid of difficulties and pursuing freedom slowly emerges.

"call"

Han Hui let out a breath.

Looking at her daughter again, her gaze was no longer one of disappointment, but rather... relief. Everyone has their own way of living, and if you think you're right, then the whole world is right.

As for becoming Zhang You's agent, Han Hui has already come to terms with it.

As a mother, no matter how much she helps, it's all in vain if her daughter doesn't work hard herself. Especially when listening to Zhang You's version of "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies," Han Hui realized that... some things are useless no matter how hard you try.

Cheap buttons can never match high-quality fabrics.

These two things don't go together at all.

Her daughter is like a cheap button, completely unworthy of Zhang You's high-end fabric. For someone like her to become his agent, she not only needs to be outstanding in her own abilities, but also needs to satisfy Zhang You.

Unfortunately, her daughter Cheng Xiyao was not good at any of these things. She was not ambitious and when she noticed her mother's gaze, she did not complain or resent, nor did she show the usual hesitation and helplessness. All she showed was calmness.

For a while.

Cheng Xiyao didn't even dare to look her mother, who was always arguing with her.

After a while, she snorted coldly and, pretending to be as unfriendly as usual, said, "What are you looking at?!" Instead of her mother's scolding and complaints, Han Hui just smiled at her.

He stood up from the sofa, holding his phone.

Han Hui turned and walked towards her room. At this moment, she seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden, and she looked several years older. No parent wants to admit that their child is mediocre.

Even if one's own child is sometimes disappointing and doesn't bring honor to oneself.

Divorced.

She spends all day at home doing nothing, and doesn't take the jobs we find for her seriously.

Even so, parents will still have some hope for their child, thinking that she just hasn't grown up yet and will be fine after a while. They will teach her and pave the way for her, hoping that their child can shine in a different way.

Even a little bit makes me happier than making a lot of money.

But the reality is that the child she carried for ten months is just an ordinary person... She has neither the ability nor the slightest ambition.

When Han Wei fully realized and accepted this, besides feeling relieved, she couldn't help but feel a little disheartened. Zhang You's song was playing on her phone, playing: "Forgive me for my unrestrained and free-spirited life, forever singing my song as I travel thousands of miles; forgive me for my unrestrained and free-spirited life, but I'm also afraid that one day I'll fall, that anyone can betray their ideals, even if I'm afraid that one day it will only be you and me..." "Han Hui"

Noticing his wife's unusual behavior, Cheng Min asked with concern.

"Go to sleep!"

This one song is enough.

She initially asked her husband to stay with her until now, hoping that after hearing Zhang You's recorded version, he would stand on her side and persuade Xi Yao.

There's no need for that anymore.

Her daughter is hardly worthy of being Zhang You's agent. With her mother's old face and the relationship Jiang Yiren has built up over the years... her face isn't big enough.

Cheng Xiyao, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, was in a fairly good mood, but her mother's reaction made her feel depressed. She didn't know why her mother would react this way after listening to Zhang Xiaoyou's song, but Cheng Xiyao knew it must be related to her. In particular, she suddenly found that her mother, whom she usually looked at, seemed somewhat unfamiliar.

It's as if some distances have been widened.

Especially from her mother's back view, she seems to have aged quite a bit.

"Dad, it's Mom..."

Cheng Xiyao spoke up.

"Your mother thinks Zhang You has a great chance of becoming a superstar, so she's been trying to use her relationship with Jiang Yiren to get you to be Zhang You's manager. But your actions have disappointed her."

Looking at his daughter, Cheng Min couldn't help but sigh softly.

He wasn't in the music industry, but he thought Zhang You's song was really good. He and Han Hui had been married for so many years and he knew her very well, so when he saw his wife's reaction, he knew what she was thinking.

"But I don't want to"

Cheng Xiyao spoke up.

"I understand, but Xiyao... you saw your mom's reaction just now, why don't you go and give it a try!?"

Seeing that his daughter was still shaking her head, Cheng Min sighed softly.

If Zhang Youzhen could become a superstar, it would indeed be a great job for his daughter to be his manager. But since she was unwilling, Cheng Min didn't want to force her. After thinking for a moment, Cheng Dong smiled and reminded her, "Go to sleep early!"

Back in the room, Cheng Min thought his wife would check the data for Zhang You's new song release, since that was the reason she wouldn't let him go to bed early tonight. But his wife was already asleep.

"You really don't plan to get involved anymore!?"

Cheng Min asked.

The TV in the living room was still playing an idol drama, but Cheng Xiyao had disappeared from the sofa.

She stood in the bedroom doorway, her ear pressed against it, determined to see if her mother was just pretending or if she was truly going to give up on her!
“You’re right. Your daughter is an independent person with her own personality. She doesn’t need to follow our arrangements in everything. From now on… let her do what she wants! As for Zhang You’s personal assistant, since she can’t get up in the morning, there’s no need for her to continue.”

Han Hui spoke.

"You really!?"

Cheng Min was uncertain.

"There's no such thing as true or false. I've come to terms with it. In this world, some people are born into poverty but persevere, some are ordinary but can rise up if someone lends a hand or gives them a chance, and some are different... Forget it, let's not talk about it. Everyone has their own fate. As long as you live a happy life, good or bad, that's all that matters."

(End of this chapter)