Chapter 704

After Xia Xiaowei left, Xia Zhien came down from upstairs and knew that Xia Xiaowei had left. Xia Zhien didn't say anything. He just sat in the restaurant and ate his own breakfast as if he had never been this person at home.

Zhao Xiaoqing felt upset at the thought of Xia Xiaowei's annoying attitude. After going upstairs, she didn't return to her room, but went to Xia Xiaowei's room.

Looking at the apparently empty room, Zhao Xiaoqing snorted coldly.

"What's the matter? I really took all the valuable things away. Who's to guard against? Who's rare." Zhao Xiaoqing walked around the room and didn't see anything good. She was disappointed and was about to leave. She saw a folded paper falling from the corner of the table.

"What is this?" Zhao Xiaoqing frowned, stepped forward, bent down, picked up the piece of paper and slowly unfolded: "music score?"

Since she came to Xia's house, Zhao Ning has focused on her all-round cultivation, including music.

Looking at the score, Zhao Xiaoqing hummed out naturally.

Although I am very unconvinced, I have to admit that the tune of this music is very good.

"Is this a song by Xia Xiaowei?" Zhao Xiaoqing frowned, and a look of discontent flashed in her eyes: "just by her? I don't know where she copied it."

"What are you doing in the eldest lady's room!" A stern voice came from the direction of the door.

Zhao Xiaoqing was shocked. He shook his hand but didn't hurry back. Instead, he folded the score in half and put it into his sleeve: "what can I do here?"

"Xiao Wei has gone to live in the old house. There's no need to leave this bedroom empty." After finishing these words, Zhao Xiaoqing turned and looked at the housekeeper standing at the door and said, "the lighting in my room is not very good. I just want to change to this room."

"Miss Xiaoqing." When the old housekeeper heard Zhao Xiaoqing's words, his eyes coagulated. He almost wrote the four big words "shameless" and photographed Zhao Xiaoqing's face: "the eldest lady has moved to the old house, but this is still the eldest lady's home. Her room will always be the eldest lady's room. It's better for Miss Xiaoqing not to covet things that don't belong to you!"

"You!" Zhao Xiaoqing's eyes were cold: "you mean I don't deserve it?"

"Miss Xiaoqing, please leave the eldest lady's room." The old housekeeper said coldly.

"I am the Lord! You are a servant!" Zhao Xiaoqing said coldly.

"I'm a servant, but I've saved the life of the master of the Xia family. Even my husband should respect me. I've worked hard in the Xia family for decades. There are masters, but not you." The old housekeeper looked at Zhao Xiaoqing coldly: "I'm the servant of the Xia family, my master, surnamed Xia."

"You!" Zhao Xiaoqing was completely disgusted by the old housekeeper and said, "OK! Just keep it! See if Xia Xiaowei can remember who you are now when she goes to the old house! It's your life to be a servant!"

"My eldest lady is beautiful and kind-hearted. She is different from Miss Xiaoqing." "I don't have to be so indifferent to my life, miss. I don't have to worry about it all my life."

"You!" Zhao Xiaoqing pinched her fist and left Xia Xiaowei's room with a heavy hum.

I wanted to leave straight away, but Zhao Xiaoqing still kept an eye on it. She stopped at the entrance of the stairs, hid aside and looked back to see if the old thing would steal anything.

After watching the old housekeeper close the door of Xia Xiaowei's room, he specially took out the key and locked it. After repeated confirmation, he left.

Zhao Xiaoqing bit her teeth, this old dog!

Sooner or later, she Zhao Xiaoqing will completely replace Xia Xiaowei. Wait. At that time, she must drive this old thing out of the summer house and make them die!

damn!

On the other side, Xia Xiaowei arrived at the old house of Xia family by car. After greeting Xia Laozi, the servant led Xia Xiaowei to the room that Xia Laozi prepared for her.

Chaoyang on the second floor, there is a very large French window with good daylighting. The window is facing the small garden.

Although it is different from the princess room that Yan Ruyu specially prepared for her in the Xia family, this room is simple and generous, has a different flavor, and has a beautiful piano.

Xia Xiaowei quickly packed up her luggage. Knowing that old Xia likes to be quiet, she tried not to make a sound when she packed. She only showed up at lunch and said a few words with old Xia. After that, Xia Xiaowei went back to her room to continue sorting things.

When it was all summed up, it was more than three o'clock in the afternoon. Seeing the rare weekend, it passed in the blink of an eye. Xia Xiaowei lay on her back in bed and took a deep breath.

This weekend has been a lively one.

Let the servant prepare a cup of coffee for herself. After Xia Xiaowei drank the coffee, she began to prepare for her work in the afternoon.

But she looked for a long time and couldn't find the melody she wrote last night.

The song hasn't been finished yet, but it's a third.

"Moving is really troublesome." Xia Xiaowei shook her head and wondered if she had accidentally lost it when she moved.

But fortunately, the melody was already in her mind.

After Xia Xiaowei recorded the melody, she deliberated and revised it again and again. Only then did she continue to write it, but she found that she couldn't find the feeling of last night.

"Tut" bit her lower lip. Xia Xiaowei sat next to the piano in the room and moved her fingers. Xia Xiaowei gently played her own music on the piano.

In the teahouse on the same floor, old Xia was drinking tea and reading. When he heard the sound of the piano, he first frowned. The more he listened, old Xia's eyebrows gradually stretched out.

The piano sounds melodious and moving, like telling something.

After a few bars, the music stopped abruptly. Master Xia waited and waited, but he didn't hear the meaning of the music to continue playing.

"Tut." After all, he was impatient to wait. Master Xia got up and walked slowly to Xia Xiaowei's room. When he arrived at the door, he saw that the door was not closed. Xia Xiaowei was sitting beside the piano, holding her chin and biting her pen, looking distressed.

"Xiao Wei." Master Xia called out.

"Grandpa." Xia Xiaowei immediately got up, walked over and said sheepishly, "did I disturb you?"

"No harm." Old Xia walked into Xia Xiaowei's room and looked at all kinds of girls' things in the room. There were more books on the bookshelf. The empty room became popular: "whose song did you just play? I don't seem to have heard it."

"I made it myself." Xia Xiaowei smiled and said, "after packing up all your luggage last night, I thought of a melody in my spare time and recorded it. It naturally expanded into a small paragraph, but if I want to continue writing today, it seems that I can't find that feeling."