Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting

Huaiyu stared at the little boy who came into his view, his brows suddenly furrowing, "It’s that kid..."

His muttering was extremely soft, but Mr. Ke still heard it and focused on the figures of the big and small who were late, diving into the front row seats.

"Who?"

Mr. Ke couldn’t clearly see the small figure, so he couldn’t help asking.

"The kid who brought the bull terrier to the art center for class..."

"Oh, Xiao Ang."

Mr. Ke understood as Prince Huang described it that way.

Matthew Moore is not only a top-notch pianist but also a composer; in his concerts, seventy percent of the pieces are composed by him.

From the moment the first piano note sounded, it was an unforgettable musical feast... excluding Matthew Moore himself, sitting with his slightly greying hair on the piano seat, focused and at ease as his fingertips danced with the notes, everyone present felt as if they too entered the world conveyed by the music.

Huaiyu sat in his seat, motionless, his expression focused. Mr. Ke looked at this little prodigy beside him, and his eyes showed a hint of admiration...

Admiration for this child who, at the age of three, received personal guidance from teacher Yin Shaoqun, visited many great artists under the guidance of teacher Yin Shaoqun, despite being young, his artistry in piano was truly gifted...

I have taught at the National Children’s Art Center for many years, also studied under teacher Yin Shaoqun, yet my talent is mediocre, ultimately unable to step onto the world stage...

Teaching most children, and even guiding some young people, Mr. Ke still has that ability. However... looking at this "favored child of heaven" beside him, Mr. Ke had to admit he was somewhat afraid... afraid his abilities weren’t enough to provide the most correct guidance to this child, thus delaying him.

From classical to contemporary genius composers, from Bach to Tchaikovsky to pop music maestros, this child has been exposed to them all, able to proficiently play more than a hundred renowned pieces and not only that, he has started learning to adapt and arrange music... clearly, this child’s goal is not just about performing; his dreams are grand...

In terms of creation...

Mr. Ke focused again on the contemporary top pianist master performing on stage, if Huaiyu could have the fortune to be tutored by Matthew Moore, it would surely be nothing but beneficial for Huaiyu.

Huaiyu’s eyes sparkled with starlight, a sight Mr. Ke hadn’t seen since teaching him these few classes; he was composed in nature, reticent, and despite being young, he exhibited a maturity beyond his years.

Every time in class, as Huaiyu sat on the piano stool and began to play, he had his thoughts, his ideas, his emotions... Mr. Ke knew yet found it hard to feel and understand.

There’s a lot of pressure; if he teaches this child poorly, he would also fail the late teacher Yin Shaoqun...

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Su Xiaomeng hadn’t sat long in the coffee shop when a commotion broke out inside. The women and children screamed, causing Su Xiaomeng to stretch her neck and look around, not knowing what happened...

Then she saw a rather large brindle bull terrier dash over to her side, presumably because everyone either avoided or ran away from this odd-looking terrier, and since nobody paid attention to it, it sought out someone willing to pay attention...

The bull terrier looked quite humorous; one eye had a panda-like black circle, oval-shaped, and upon close inspection, its eyes were like two black pearls the size of beans.

At this moment, it stood by Xiaomeng’s feet, its thin tail sticking straight up like a wire, wagging, its big head tilted up staring at her...

Su Xiaomeng naturally wasn’t afraid of dogs, even peculiar-looking bull terriers like this, without any worry, supported her chin and looked at the little fellow, "Who do you belong to? There’s even a collar hanging on your neck..."

She tentatively reached out to touch it and noticed its tail wagging more vigorously, apparently a bit excited.

It wasn’t tall, and its body was solid, looking robust... suddenly, it jumped up with its front paws onto Su Xiaomeng’s leg, as if wanting to get closer.

Xiaomeng couldn’t help but laugh, "So you aren’t afraid of strangers at all?"

The bull terrier rubbed against Su Xiaomeng twice, then turned its head, extending its tongue to lick the piece of fruit cake on her table, the little fellow not being big, but with one bite, it took most of the cake.

"Don’t rush, here you go, here you go."

Xiaomeng directly took the plate down, watching the bull terrier gobble down the cake as if afraid someone would snatch it, and after finishing, it licked the plate clean as well.

A server unafraid of dogs approached Su Xiaomeng, looking a bit troubled as he said, "Miss, pets are not allowed in our shop... please take your pet out, would you? It has frightened other customers..."

"Oh, this dog isn’t mine."

Xiaomeng waved and explained, yet the server showed a very conflicted expression, seemingly saying, with things like this, you still say it’s not yours...

"It truly isn’t mine, I just found it cute..."

"Miss..."

"This is a public place, this dog frightens children; looking like a decent person, she doesn’t even have the basic public decency... if you own a dog, keep it at home, and if taken out, leash it..."

Su Xiaomeng heard a woman with a child not far away tightly protecting her child, mumbling under her breath.

"Since you say this dog isn’t yours, we’ll just drive it out..." The server spoke and then another found a long stick from somewhere, cautiously approached the bull terrier, raised the stick, and started driving away the dog.

But the bull terrier seemed unwilling to leave. The server got impatient, raised the stick, and hit the dog’s leg heavily! The dog yelped, Su Xiaomeng jumped in fright and hurriedly stopped him,

"You can drive it out, but why hit it so hard? This dog seems to have an owner too, it might have loosened its leash by accident..."

"Miss, you see that many people are afraid of this dog, since you are not the owner, you’d better not meddle, okay?"

Su Xiaomeng sighed, bent down to soothe the dog, and glanced at the tag on the dog’s collar...

"You’re called... Little Tiger?"

The dog immediately looked up at Su Xiaomeng upon hearing its name, apparently responsive to it.

Checking the tag again, there was also a phone number...

Su Xiaomeng glanced at the server, "I’ll take this dog out, don’t hit it anymore."

"..."

"Little Tiger, let’s go."

Unexpectedly, Little Tiger seemed to understand Su Xiaomeng’s words and obediently followed her, as they passed by the young woman with a child, Xiaomeng heard her mumble, "Still claiming it’s not her dog... just wait till it bites someone, see how you’ll be responsible."

Su Xiaomeng paused her footsteps, "I see this dog hasn’t frightened anyone, if anything, it’s been scared by people, but biting randomly... I don’t think it’s the dog doing that."

Her eyes lit up as she looked at the woman, eyes full of significant meaning.

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