The husband I got is actually the heir to a wealthy family

Mu Ningxi glanced at Huo Beichen beside her and nodded in acknowledgement: "Yes, he is my husband."

This was the first time that Mu Ningxi openly admitted in front of others that Huo Beichen was her husband, and it felt pretty good.

When Huo Beichen, who was standing beside him, heard Mu Ningxi's words, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

It feels so comfortable to hear the word "husband" from her mouth.

"Girl, judging from the way you two look, you must have a good relationship. I really envy you young people." The old man sighed after hearing what Mu Ningxi said.

It seemed that the old man had something else in mind, but thinking that they were just casual acquaintances, Mu Ningxi did not continue to ask.

Ten minutes later, Mu Ningxi and the old man stood outside No. 58 Huainan Road.

"Girl, boy, thank you so much today." The old man knocked on the door and expressed his gratitude to Mu Ningxi and the others.

Mu Ningxi shook his head and responded, "Old man, it's just a piece of cake, don't be so polite."

"My last name is Hu, you can call me Uncle Hu. I feel like we will definitely meet again in the future, and I hope you two won't forget me in the future."

The old man told Mu Ningxi and the others his last name.

Out of politeness, Mu Ningxi was about to tell the other party his name when he saw the door open. Then, the noisy voices from inside reached their ears.

"Old man Hu, you are finally here. Come in and judge the case." When the person who opened the door saw Uncle Hu, he pulled him into the house.

Uncle Hu couldn't break free, so he had to follow him in.

Mu Ningxi stuck her head out and looked around the house curiously.

There were five or six elderly people about the same age as Uncle Huber sitting on the sofa in the living room, arguing about something.

Mu Ningxi was about to close the door when she heard an old man inside yelling, "Shut up and listen to me."

Worried that the old man inside might get excited and get into trouble, Mu Ningxi retracted her hand on the door and turned to Huo Beichen and whispered, "Wait a moment."

Huo Beichen nodded in understanding without any objection.

"This position must be composed with high notes to have a sense of rhythm. If you don't believe me, just listen to me singing." After saying that, the old man started singing by himself.

"No, no." After singing just two lines, he was interrupted by another old man and the quarrel in the room started again.

"Dear elders, if you have no suggestions, can you let me try?" After listening at the door for a while, Mu Ningxi walked in and said loudly.

Her voice brought the quarrel in the house to an abrupt halt.

"Who are you?" One of the old men was the first to react and asked in confusion.

Uncle Hu quickly told Mu Ningxi that he had led the way for him.

When everyone heard that it was a kind-hearted person, their attitude towards Mu Ningxi changed instantly.

"Girl, can you compose music?" After telling his story, Hu Bo looked at Mu Ningxi and asked.

Mu Ningxi smiled shyly and said frankly, "I learned a little bit when I was a kid, and I want to show off my skills in front of you uncles. I hope you don't mind."

Huo Beichen, who followed in, looked at Mu Ningxi in confusion. How come A Kun didn't find out that she could compose music during his previous investigation?

Last time you knew martial arts, this time you can compose music. Mu Ningxi, how much is there about you that I don’t know?

After holding the song in his hand and looking at it for a while, Mu Ningxi began to write on a piece of white paper.

The old people watched Mu Ningxi's actions motionlessly, and did not make a sound to disturb her.

Ten minutes later, Mu Ningxi handed the white paper to Uncle Hu and said shyly, "Uncle Hu, you guys try it."

Several elderly people took turns to watch the music composed by Mu Ningxi, with expressions of admiration on their faces.

Mu Ningxi not only revised several controversial parts, but also improved other parts of the song. After her efforts, the song became a great success.

"Girl, I didn't expect you to be a master at composing music." An old man praised Mu Ningxi, and others echoed him.

Mu Ningxi shook his head and said modestly: "This is because the original score of the uncles is good. I just made a few changes. It can't be considered my credit."

After staying for a while, Mu Ningxi said goodbye.

After leaving the house, Huo Beichen looked at Mu Ningxi and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I would be so lucky to marry such a treasure girl."

"When I was a kid, I learned a little bit of this and a little bit of that. Many people did that. It's nothing." Mu Ningxi smiled faintly and felt a little shy because of Huo Beichen's words.

"Ning Xi, don't be so modest. From the expressions of those old people just now, I can tell that the music you composed is definitely very good."

"I don't know about other people, but compared to Cheng Jingjing, your knowledge of music theory must be many times better than hers."

Seeing that Mu Ningxi was unwilling to admit her own strength, Huo Beichen brought up Cheng Jingjing to compare with her.

"In order to become a star, Jingjing must have studied music theory systematically. How can a half-baked me be compared with her?" Mu Ningxi retorted.

"Talent is important in some things." Huo Beichen completely disagreed with Mu Ningxi's words.

Mu Ningxi looked at Huo Beichen, her big eyes twinkling, and said with a smile: "You think so highly of me, why don't you help me get some resources so that I can try my luck in the entertainment industry, maybe I can become famous."