169: Chapter 170 Hidden Talent
An Xin ignored the desperate security guard and paid no attention to the grimacing middle-aged man.
An Xin walked stylishly into the venue with Chu Xinxin and went up to the floor reserved for VIP members.
The tacky pool party on the first floor was for ordinary members.
Only the floors above the third level were the true City of Dark Night.
It gathered all high-end entertainment projects.
Immersive script murder mysteries, opera houses, private music, top-tier museum exhibitions, art exhibitions...
Any money-burning project could be experienced in the City of Dark Night.
An Xin remembered that Chu Xinxin liked opera but had never had the chance to watch one.
An Xin brought Chu Xinxin here to help her fulfill her dream.
An Xin's woman did not need to have any regrets.
An Xin took Chu Xinxin to the opera hall on the sixth floor and watched the opera with her for two hours.
The performance by the top-tier art troupe was incredibly expressive in every gesture.
Chu Xinxin watched it with fascination.
Her eyes sparkled as she watched the opera.
An Xin was drawn to that light.
"Do you like acting?"
An Xin asked tentatively.
"I can't. I don't have a sense for the camera, and I can't act. Being able to watch interesting stories is already a pleasure; there's no need to make things difficult for myself."
Chu Xinxin knew she lacked talent for acting.
She was afraid of embarrassing herself on stage.
An Xin noticed her low spirits.
"You can be a bit braver. What's embarrassing isn't performing, but not daring to try."
An Xin's encouragement made Chu Xinxin feel a bit moved.
"I... I can't."
"How do you know you can't if you haven't tried?"
An Xin didn't give Chu Xinxin time to hesitate. Once the curtain fell, he took her backstage to find the director and asked them to give Chu Xinxin a scene from the female lead of "The Phantom."
Under the director's guidance, Chu Xinxin tried acting out the female lead from the script.
The current emotions between Chu Xinxin and An Xin allowed her to grasp the conflict of the female lead in "The Phantom."
Chu Xinxin's performance won the director's approval.
"You are very talented. If you truly love opera, don't bury your talent."
The director's words opened a door.
It was a door leading to art.
"Thank you for your guidance, Teacher. I will consider it carefully."
Coming out of the opera hall, Chu Xinxin's entire demeanor had changed.
There was less lifelessness and more vitality.
"If you like it, you can boldly pursue your dream. I can find someone suitable to take over the work at Mingyue Pavilion."
"I'm afraid people around me will say I'm not focusing on my proper work..."
Chu Xinxin liked the joy of singing opera, but she didn't dare take that step.
Rigid education had made her timid and insecure.
"What are you afraid of? Haven't you earned enough in the last six months? You could buy two apartments in Jinghai."
Two apartments in a top-tier location were not a small sum.
With her current conditions, Chu Xinxin had the capital to pursue her dream.
An Xin also really liked the way Chu Xinxin sang loudly and performed boldly.
Chu Xinxin performing opera was more confident and more beautiful.
This kind of beauty had a soul and a sense of self.
"I... can I really do it?"
"The director said you can do it, said you have talent. What else is there that you can't do?"
An Xin didn't give Chu Xinxin a chance to make excuses.
He directly told Chu Xinxin to prepare for the handover of work at Mingyue Pavilion.
An Xin used his identity as the heir to the Conglong Family to contact the best opera teacher for Chu Xinxin.
After the Disneyland date ended, he would send Chu Xinxin to learn opera.
"You are not allowed to back out at the last minute. One lesson costs one hundred thousand yuan!"
An Xin's expression was very serious.
"I won't run away. An Xin, thank you. Thank you for giving me the chance to get closer to my dream."
Chu Xinxin threw herself into An Xin's arms, crying with a smile.
After comforting Chu Xinxin, An Xin took her away from the City of Dark Night and drove her back to the villa.
Chu Xinxin clung to An Xin, and the two slept in the villa for the night.
Early the next morning, An Xin woke up.
On the dining table in the villa, four dishes and one soup were already laid out, all delicious food prepared by Chu Xinxin.
"The chicken soup has been simmering for four hours. Brother An Xin, hurry and taste it to see how it is."
An Xin took the bowl and took a sip; it was very fresh.
"Not bad, better than a Michelin chef."
An Xin slowly moved his gaze away from Chu Xinxin, who was wearing a suit uniform.
After eating breakfast at the villa, An Xin drove Chu Xinxin to work.
Unfortunately, An Xin encountered the morning rush hour.
The car was stuck at the intersection, unable to move.
An Xin felt very annoyed looking at the private cars jammed together in front.
The two waited in the car for ten minutes, and the vehicles in front finally moved ten meters. Just as An Xin stepped on the gas to start the car, an Old Woman suddenly fell in front of An Xin's car.
A bad premonition welled up in his heart.
An Xin hurriedly slammed on the brakes and honked the horn.
The Old Woman lying on the ground had no intention of getting up.
She crawled on the ground and shouted loudly: "A luxury car hit someone! My old arms and legs are broken, I can't move, I'm dying!"
"What do we do now?"
Chu Xinxin looked at An Xin with worry, afraid that An Xin would go to jail for hitting someone.
The naive Chu Xinxin didn't realize this was a scam.
"Don't panic. There's a dashcam; this Old Woman won't be able to extort any money."
"You mean she's a scammer?"
"What else?"
The sound of the Old Woman falling just now was very loud.
Chu Xinxin had heard the thud and subconsciously treated this scam as an accident.
"I... I thought you hit her."
"I hadn't even pressed the gas pedal yet, how could I have hit her?"
An Xin didn't indulge the Old Woman and directly took out his phone to make a call.
The Old Woman lying on the ground noticed something was off.
Her expression turned very ugly.
"How can you be such a heartless young man? It's so cold, and you hit me without even getting out of the car to help me up. Even if my arms and legs aren't broken, I'm going to freeze to death."
"Are you sure I hit you?"
"If you didn't hit me, would I have fallen? If you had been driving any faster, I would have been knocked into the river by you."
The Old Woman's shouting quickly attracted a crowd of well-meaning onlookers.
"Those who drive luxury cars are just arrogant; they don't even need to apologize after hitting someone."
"Grandma, where are you hurt? How about I call an ambulance for you?"
Someone cared about the Old Woman, but no one dared to help her up.
Those making snide remarks weren't stupid; they were also afraid of being extorted.
Their greatest kindness was calling for an ambulance.
"I don't have money for an ambulance. This brat doesn't want to take responsibility, and even if you call an ambulance, I can't afford it. Oh, Heaven, open your eyes and have pity on us poor people. I just went out to buy some groceries, and you let a car hit me. If I died, that would be one thing, but living is just suffering, isn't it? Where would I get the money to treat my illness and injuries... Wouldn't I just become a burden to my children?"
The Old Woman sat on the ground, playing the victim.
She had only one goal: to extort money from An Xin.
She had carefully observed the cars on this road.
An Xin's car had the fewest doors, the most vibrant paint color, and was clearly a luxury car.
Someone who could drive this kind of car definitely didn't lack money.
If the extortion was successful, she would have the money for her son's bride price.