Cannon-Fodder Female Supporting Character Swaps Bodies with Her Cold Husband

Glory Bows to Me

“Oh? Is that so?” Mo Yu originally did not want to pay attention to Mo Xue, thinking that she was a mad dog. But no matter how good-tempered a person was, they could not accept this kind of provocation over and over again.

Mo Yu narrowed her eyes and bent down slightly. She leaned closer and sized up Mo Xue’s face with exquisite makeup. Then, she smiled.

“You’re preparing a performance later, right? Then I’ll leave the stage to you. Work hard and don’t let me see you make a fool of yourself, dear Miss Dodder Flower.”

Mo Yu had never felt that such a brainless female lead would lead a good life in reality.

Perhaps their background determined that they would have some very good resources, but in the end, they relied on their family to get all of this. If they were placed in an ordinary family, they would often end up living a mediocre life.

A superior family background would indeed give one a wider view of the world, but the capital to show off was never one’s family background or living environment. The protagonist, who was like a dodder flower, could only try her best to grab a big tree to seek protection. A slight blow was enough to make them panic.

“Darling, remember to watch the news tomorrow. I think there will be a big show.” Mo Yu whispered to Gu Lian in her heart.

When Mo Xue stood on the stage with the violin, her mind was filled with the way Mo Yu looked at her. It was disdainful and carried a hint of pity, making her panic.

“Thank you for coming. Next, I’ll perform a violin piece, ‘Liang Zhu’ for everyone.” Mo Xue held her breath and stood on the stage with her violin.

Below the stage were all young masters and young ladies from wealthy families. All of them had learned some art classes. Now that they heard Mo Xue’s words, they put down what they were doing and waited for the performance to begin.

The conductor who was specially invited indicated that Mo Xue was ready. The accompaniment of the orchestra sounded. Mo Xue closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She played the first note.

The melodious sound of the violin rang out, telling this lingering story. Mo Xue played more smoothly and gradually found her confidence.

She opened her eyes and looked at the crowd below. She was caught off guard and met Mo Yu’s gaze.

Mo Yu raised a glass of red wine to her from afar and downed it in one gulp.

Mo Xue suddenly panicked. Her fingering messed up, and the rest of the notes also ran in all directions.

The people below heard that something was wrong and looked at Mo Xue in shock. In an instant, everyone’s gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing Mo Xue until she almost broke down. She put down the violin bow in her hand and stood rooted to the ground.

“I’m sorry, everyone. My sister is a little nervous. She’s timid. Can you give her some applause and encourage her to play it again?” Shen Zhou realized that something was wrong and immediately signaled for the conductor to stop and come up to save the situation.

Since Young Master Shen had spoken, how could everyone not give him face?

Applause rang out, and people even helped to smooth things over. Mo Xue raised her violin again and completed her performance with difficulty.

It was all Mo Yu’s fault! If not for what Mo Yu said to her before she went on stage, how could she have embarrassed herself?!

Mo Xue wished she could skin Mo Yu alive, but there was still a smile on her face. “Thank you for your encouragement, everyone. I’m sorry that it’s my first time on stage. I’m a little nervous. Today, I’m not the only one who prepared a show for everyone. My sister, Mo Yu, has also prepared something. Everyone, give her a round of applause and let her go on stage!”

Mo Xue smiled and looked in Mo Yu’s direction. Everyone clapped and looked at Mo Yu.

Gu Zi realized that Mo Xue was embarrassing his sister-in-law again. Just as he was about to stand up and speak, Mo Yu pressed him back down. He saw Mo Yu blocking in front of him, her back straight.

“Thank you, sister, for your love. I’ll perform a little something then.”

Everyone watched as Mo Yu slowly walked onto the stage and picked up the microphone. They could not help but whisper, “What does she know? Sing a folk song for us?”

“She’s from the countryside. What can she do?”

“How embarrassing…”

Mo Yu calmly adjusted the microphone and said something to the conductor before standing in the middle of the stage.

In the next second, the drumbeat sounded. A few sharp-eared people could not help but exclaim when they heard the prelude. Mo Yu opened her mouth under everyone’s gazes. An unfamiliar language slowly flowed out.

I was often told to be content with the status quo.

You don’t get any privileges or preferential treatment.

Don’t bite off more than you can chew on the bed you were born in.

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