Chapter 900: Chapter 900: Do You Dare Admit It Publicly?

Is there a need for an answer? Ye Xingguang opened the Golden Melody Awards perfectly with her song “You Are My First Sunshine.”

However, every time she sang this song, she felt particularly heartbroken and wanted to cry, but this time, as she performed on stage, her mood had completely changed. Her “Qin Junye” was not dead and had become her husband; her singing was filled with sweetness and love.

It was like a song of healing.

Old Master Gu remarked from the audience, “Little Starlight did not bring out the original flavor of this song, but she added a lot of happiness and sweetness to it, which has a charm of its own. Wife, what do you think?”

“Who’s your wife? Don’t claim relationships carelessly,” Mrs. Shen retorted with a humph. She could feel that her grand-daughter-in-law’s emotions had changed; there was no hysteria or profound sadness, but Mrs. Shen actually appreciated this change.

When this song was first composed, Little Starlight was just in her teens, still living on the island.

At that time, after hearing the composition, Mrs. Shen had felt her emotional breakdown was too much, so after the song was created, she had never liked her singing it. But now, hearing Starlight sing, Mrs. Shen no longer objected because she heard self-redemption in her voice.

After the awards ceremony ended, Ye Xingguang donned her down jacket, clung to the arm of Ye Junqing, overwhelmed with happiness, “Ah Qing, I think I need to change the lyrics to ‘You Are My First Sunshine.'”

Ye Junqing replied, “I’ve thought for a while that the lyrics should be changed.”

“But if the lyrics are changed, won’t the song’s original flavor be completely altered? I can’t sing it with that same sadness anymore,” she said.

“Then let’s create a new song, write another just for me.”

The two chatted as they walked, just exiting the venue and the building, descending the stairs when they were suddenly approached by two people who excitedly grabbed her hand, exclaiming, “Daughter, precious daughter, we’ve finally found you.”

Ye Xingguang saw clearly who had grabbed her hand and swiftly pulled her hand back. Ye Junqing had already shielded her behind him, giving Xia Wealth and Wang Zimei a cold, angry stare, “Who’s your daughter? Don’t falsely claim kin!”

After speaking, he immediately took out his phone to call Xiao Yun and have him bring people in for protection.

Wang Zimei, pointing at Ye Xingguang, said, “How is she not our daughter, Qiongqiong? Your parents are sorry for how they treated you before. We realize our mistake now. Come home with us, let us make up for all these years of neglect.”

Ye Xingguang sneered at Wang Zimei, “Mrs. Wang, don’t you find it funny saying such things?”

Xia Yanyan, arm in arm with Harry Perry, walked out from the event laughing and talking. Glancing up to see her parents surrounding Ye Xingguang, her face became extremely unpleasant. If not for the reporters taking photos nearby, she would have rushed to pull her parents away.

“Qiongqiong, daddy is sorry,” Xia Wealth’s voice was especially affectionate, his eyes fixed on Ye Xingguang, brimming with a bright light.

Yet, in Ye Xingguang’s eyes, it was a greedy light that she wanted to avoid at all costs, “Mr. Xia, your daughter is right there; Xia Yanyan is your daughter, right? In your eyes, what is Xia Qiongqiong? Just a hideous burden that you’re embarrassed to show off?”

“Qiongqiong, as long as you’re willing to give daddy a chance to make it up to you, I’ll do anything for you.”

“Really? Then I want you to confess openly to the press media, tell us about how you threw Xia Qiongqiong into the sea back then, the whole process. Do you dare to tell the media here every single detail right now? Let me see the sincerity of your apology?”