The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Chapter 628 - 616: My Daughter Is a Vicious Supporting Female Character 16

Some of Zou Xuexuan’s fans have also shifted to Zou Jingjing’s live broadcast now.

They heard what the law student said and started to refute.

"My Xuan is not a bastard, her parents are legally married, how could she be a bastard?"

"Ha ha."

Many people started to scoff.

Some of Zou Jingjing’s true fans and motherly fans stepped up.

"This is still a child, little friend, you don’t understand. Nowadays society is different, many people don’t follow those rules. But if it were in ancient times, Zou Xuexuan would be considered an illegitimate son. Do you know Emperor Xin of the Shang Dynasty originally had two older brothers, but he ended up inheriting the throne? Do you know why? Because when his two brothers were born, their mother was not yet the Queen, but when he was born, his mother had been made the Queen, so his brothers were bastards and he was the legitimate son."

"The person above is right, in ancient times there were many of these rules. As long as Zou Xuexuan was born before her parents registered their marriage, she would actually be considered a bastard, and no amount of washing can change that."

"Finally, I understand why my Jing, who is clearly a good child, has had so much slander thrown at her. It’s because she is a child born within wedlock, while some people are bastards, and some people are jealous of my Jing, so they..."

"My Jing is so pitiable."

"Some people, no matter how fancy their clothes, cannot hide the filth in their bones."

Zou Xuexuan’s fans got furious.

But they couldn’t refute Zou Jingjing’s fans, and could only be sullen themselves.

Meanwhile, Zou Xuexuan and Liu Yue Mei had arrived at their destination.

They found their apartment, and Liu Yue Mei started complaining about this and that, so much so that the movers had to clean the rooms thoroughly again before moving their stuff in.

Their clothes alone filled up a whole room, not to mention all the other stuff that barely fit.

And Liu Yue Mei changed into a new outfit.

She changed into a red silk dress and styled her hair very fashionably, makeup meticulously applied to her face, and even sitting in this not-so-nice room, she looked like a noble lady going to a ball.

If it weren’t for people who had watched Zou Jingjing’s live broadcast earlier, by now, many people would probably fawn over Liu Yue Mei and praise her for her temperament, beauty, and refined lifestyle.

But after many people had seen Anning, no one complimented Liu Yue Mei anymore.

In terms of beauty, Anning’s natural face was many times more beautiful than Liu Yue Mei’s. Most importantly, Anning had a natural face, while who knows what chemicals Liu Yue Mei had put on her face or what surgeries she had undergone. Comparing her face with Anning’s, hers was indeed too stiff.

In terms of wealth, Anning had much more money than Liu Yue Mei.

In terms of background, Liu Yue Mei couldn’t compare to Anning.

You should know, the antiques in Anning’s house aren’t something just anyone can possess. From her home environment and the furnishings, it is evident that Anning comes from a nobly family, only a family with a thousand years of heritage would possess such depth.

Anning was superior to Liu Yue Mei in every way, but she was so down-to-earth.

She could enjoy a meal immensely with her daughter at a humble street cafe, she could have a pleasant chat with an old farmer, could farm with farming tools, weave baskets with a handful of wild grass, she wasn’t pretentious, wasn’t high and mighty, and it felt comforting just to see her.

But Liu Yue Mei?

She paraded around as if she owned the world just because she had some money, brought so many things just for a three-day shoot, and since arriving, she hadn’t lifted a finger herself, needing others to clean and sort her clothes.

Compared to Anning, Liu Yue Mei was practically disabled.

Moreover, just now people were discussing Zou Xuexuan’s status as a bastard child.

That undoubtedly also labeled Liu Yue Mei as a mistress.

It’s been less than two years since Anning’s fall, during this period, Anning and Zou Huai De’s marital status was still valid, and Liu Yue Mei had already gotten together with Zou Huai De during this time. What else would she be if not a mistress?

Liu Yue Mei and Zou Xuexuan were unaware of the storm brewing in the live broadcast room, and of the many people cursing them.

They felt good about themselves, believing they had displayed the sophistication expected of noble ladies.

She and Zou Xuexuan made a beautiful fruit platter for lunch, along with bread and some steaks.

They both dressed exquisitely and ate elegantly in the dining room with a smile, forks and knives in hand.

This scene was very picturesque, giving off a painting-like sentiment.

However, the situation in Zou Jingjing’s live broadcast was completely opposite.

After chatting with Sun Weida and his mother for a while, Anning and Zou Jingjing returned home.

Anning washed her hands and tidied her hair again, then started preparing to cook.

She took a basin, poured some flour into it, added water, a bit of salt to the water, and then kneaded the dough.

Anning chatted with Zou Jingjing while kneading the dough, "If you have nothing else to do, play a piece for me, I haven’t heard you play the piano yet."

Zou Jingjing smilingly agreed, "Okay."

She sat at the piano, tested a few notes, then started playing a very familiar tune.

The music was melodious and beautiful.

While Zou Jingjing played, Anning had already finished kneading the dough. She let it rest, and while dealing with some vegetables, she pointed out the mistakes in Zou Jingjing’s playing.

Zou Jingjing humbly accepted the feedback and earnestly corrected her play.

After finishing the piece, Zou Jingjing excitedly asked Anning, "Mom, can you play the piano?"

Anning washed a bunch of vegetables, "A little. Now sing a song for me."

Zou Jingjing was most proud of her singing voice.

Her voice was very pleasant, exceptionally clear and bright, and her vocal range was particularly wide. She could sing notes that others couldn’t reach, and she interpreted many challenging songs very well.

She stood up, and without any musical accompaniment, sang a song she had written herself.

This song was very challenging, one that many singers dared not attempt, and was Zou Jingjing’s masterpiece.

After finishing, she eagerly awaited Anning’s praise.

But Anning frowned.

"This song..."

"What about it?"

Zou Jingjing asked nervously, "Is my song not good? Doesn’t it sound nice?"

"It’s passable."

Anning thought for a moment, "But it could be sung better, I’ll teach you a method, come here."

Zou Jingjing hurried over, and Anning whispered a few words into her ear, then said: "Try again."

Zou Jingjing tried once more, this time indeed sounding much better than before.

"Mom, you’re really amazing, this method is so good."

Anning just smiled, "There are even better methods, I’ll teach you gradually."

Zou Jingjing was utterly fascinated by music. Now knowing her mom definitely sang better than her, she clung to Anning: "Mom, sing one for me, sing one so I can listen."

Anning initially shook her head: "Forget it, I’m not singing."

"Please sing one, just one."

Zou Jingjing then acted coquettishly.

On the screen, many fans also began to pout.

"Immortal Sister, sing one."

"Squash Jing Niu with your singing."

"Want to hear Immortal Sister sing..."

Anning, overwhelmed by Zou Jingjing’s persistence, finished washing the vegetables, dried her hands and agreed: "Alright, I’ll also sing one."

She pulled Zou Jingjing to the yard.

In the yard, there were several big trees, and some flowers and grass. Under the canopy of leaves, Anning and Zou Jingjing could look up to see blue skies and white clouds, with birds perching and singing on the branches.

Anning started singing with a smile.

The song she sang was unheard by anyone, even Zou Jingjing.

Moreover, it was in an unknown language but the melody was captivating, and her voice sounded ethereal yet bursting with vitality.

Anning’s voice was also beautiful, crystal clear, yet extraordinarily enticing.

Her song spread far beyond the yard.

People passing by involuntarily stopped to listen attentively.

Those busy with their work also put down what they were doing, becoming mesmerized by the song.

Even the birds originally perched on branches flew down to land on Anning’s shoulder, and more birds from afar circled continuously above her head.

At that moment, the live stream room was completely silent, the screen clean without a single comment.

Whether it was people in the countryside or the audience watching the live stream, everyone was entranced by the song.

They felt as if their souls had been purified.

Capital

Inside a certain mansion

In a large room there was only one person, a man with disabled legs.

The man was handsome and tall, with an extraordinary presence, but unfortunately, his legs were disabled, and he could only sit, unable to stand.

He held a long golden needle, intending to roll up his pants leg for acupuncture.

Suddenly, a song came from outside the door.

The song was ethereal and wonderful, piercing straight to the heart.

The needle in the man’s hand dropped to the floor.

He quickly picked up the remote control for his wheelchair, pushing the wheelchair out of the room.

Once outside, he saw two maids hiding in a corner, engrossed in something on their phones.

The man wheeled over, extending his fair, slender hand, knuckles well-defined.

"Give it here."

The maids, still absorbed by the song, did not even glance at the man.

A hint of sternness flashed in the man’s eyes as he snatched the phone away.

He looked at the screen on the phone, and upon seeing the person singing, the corners of his mouth turned up into a radiant smile, dispelling all the gloominess from his face.