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Chapter 132 A Passionate Tsing Yi Actor x Miss Foreign Opera Fan (6)

"Return to the original owner, what does this mean?"

Meng Huaisheng glanced at her indifferently, took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "12 years ago, in the backyard of Wanyue Pavilion."

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12 years ago, Chu Xia was eight years old.

Her mother took her to the Wanyue Pavilion to listen to the opera, her mother was fascinated by it, but she felt a bit boring, that day the song was about a drunken concubine, Chu Xia didn't like this opera, so she slipped away while her mother was not paying attention.

She wandered around, and somehow ended up in the backyard of Wanyue Pavilion.

She pushed open the door of a small old yard, and there were flowers growing in the yard. When she became interested, she ran to see the flowers.

After squatting in front of the flowers for a long time, I suddenly heard intermittent crying.

Chu Xia thought of the ghost stories she heard a few days ago, and her whole body tensed up with fright.

But in the end, curiosity overcame fear, and she followed the voice to find it.

She pushed open the door, and there was a little boy squatting in the corner of the room, thin and small, who looked younger than her.

The boy hugged his knees, sobbing, and looked at her with tears in his eyes when he heard the door open.

Seeing such wet eyes, she immediately softened her heart, ran to him and knelt down, took out a handkerchief to wipe his face.

"What's wrong, why are you crying so badly?"

The boy blushed, shook his head again and again, and said softly, "No, it's okay."

"Are you an apprentice?"

The boy nodded, a little afraid to look at her.

Chu Xia squatted down next to him, chatting with him.

"Then who is your master?"

He said a name, it was the one who sang about the drunken concubine today.

Chu Xia curled her lips: "I think his singing is boring."

He quickly covered her mouth: "it's impossible to say that."

Chu Xia frowned, pulled his hand away, and he hissed suddenly.

"What's the matter? Let me see." She wanted to lift his sleeves, but he dodged it.

Chu Xia tightened his hand: "Show me."

When it was opened, there were scars on the arm, some were old wounds, and some looked like new ones.

Chu Xia felt angry, and touched his wrist with some distress: "Is this how he usually treats you?"

He pulled his hand back, put down his sleeves, and lowered his head: "I didn't do it well."

"Just piss me off." Chu Xia angrily got up and went out.

He quickly grabbed the hem of her clothes, with a nervous expression on his face: "Yes, I'm sorry."

Chu Xia pulled out the hem of his clothes, seeing his cautious look, his heart softened again.

She squatted back again: "You can't be promising? Which master would treat an apprentice like this?"

He didn't say a word, his master was like this, if he made a slight mistake on weekdays, he just took the whip and whipped him.

It's not that he is not sad, but he has no other place to go except Wanyue Pavilion.

He was picked up by the team leader from outside, and he stayed in Wanyue Pavilion since he was a child. Before he was brought back, he suffered a lot, and he couldn't eat enough or keep warm all day long.

So compared to the previous days, although you will be beaten by Master's side, at least you don't have to worry about making a living.

Chu Xia touched his head: "What do you want to do in the future?"

He was a little shy, shrank back, and said in a low voice, "Singing."

"Don't be like your master, he doesn't sing very well."

His eyes widened in disbelief: "But everyone says he is the number one Tsing Yi in Yuncheng."

Chu Xia sneered: "That's what someone else said. He has no emotion in singing, it's too rigid. You can't be like him in the future, otherwise I won't come to listen to your singing at all."

"Then if I sing well, will you come and listen?"

"Of course!"

(End of this chapter)