After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 120: Chapter 120 Lyrics Too Childish

As she ascended the stairs and reached the gym, no sooner had she entered than she saw a stack of cardboard boxes of various sizes to the side of the fitness equipment, the topmost of which bore her white koala bear pillow.

Were these, her things?!

Shocked, she hurried over and saw that the sides of the boxes were carefully labeled with a fluorescent pen with words like "Clothes," "CD," "Books"... It was clear they were meant to indicate the contents within.

Good heavens, had he actually had someone move all her stuff here?

Luo Xiaoqian cautiously opened the CD box at the very top and saw neatly arranged CDs of all kinds, sorted exactly as she had previously organized them.

After carefully ensuring none of her favorite CDs was missing, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood straight, and hugged her koala bear pillow.

"Xiao Bai, we can be together again!"

Suddenly recalling something, she frantically set the koala pillow aside and meticulously checked through all the boxes from start to finish, finding nothing.

All her manuscripts, years of hard work, were gone!

Damn Leng Zimo, who asked him to take it upon himself to touch her things!

This had to be something he instructed the movers to do, and those people must have thrown away her manuscript like scrap paper.

Anger fueling her courage, Luo Xiaoqian turned and stormed downstairs, straight to the music room, and pushed open the door.

"Leng Zimo, get out here!"

Leng Zimo, seated before the piano, halted his fingers and turned to look at her.

"Is something the matter?"

Locking eyes with him, Luo Xiaoqian’s fury diminished by several degrees.

"Who let you touch my things, my manuscripts, they’re all gone..."

She had intended to rage at him, but by the end, it came out more like a grievance.

All those years of hard work, lost; she felt inconsolable, on the brink of tears.

Leng Zimo nodded toward the piano, "Are you talking about this?"

Luo Xiaoqian’s gaze followed his direction, and upon seeing the thick stack of manuscripts on the piano stand, her sorrow turned to joy. She quickly walked over, took the manuscripts in her hands, flipped through them, and after confirming everything was there, she hugged them tightly to her chest.

They weren’t lost; they were still there; what a relief!

Leng Zimo tapped with a pencil on the sheet music in his hands, "Don’t you think you owe me some kind of acknowledgment?!"

With the sheet music found, Luo Xiaoqian was, of course, overjoyed and promptly flashed him an apologetic smile.

"I’m sorry, and thank you!"

Noticing he was holding her manuscript, her expression changed in an instant again, "Who allowed you to look at that?"

"Me!" Leng Zimo furrowed his brow slightly, "This piece is quite good, but the lyrics are too childish!"

That was something she wrote at the age of sixteen, okay?!

"Give it back!" snapped Luo Xiaoqian as she reached out to snatch the sheet music from him.

All these were her secrets, with each song representing her innermost thoughts. It felt like someone seeing her diary, and Leng Zimo even had the audacity to critique her work; how could she possibly accept that?

Leng Zimo raised his arm, and as she grasped at thin air, she immediately stepped closer, reaching for his hands again.

Leng Zimo quickly hid the manuscript behind his back; Luo Xiaoqian, desperate, didn’t think twice before lunging forward to grab it. He had longer arms; she stood no chance.

After several futile attempts to retrieve it, she was livid, biting her teeth, "Leng Zimo, don’t you dare go too far!"

Lowering his face to look at her frustrated, pouting lips, Leng Zimo lazily spoke, "If you want to hug me, just say so!"