Reborn Hot Wife

However, the group of girls was struck by lightning, stopped, and froze in place.

One of the girls pulled a train at the corner of her mouth and looked Rose Kinson in surprise, “Meny mispronounced your name?”

And Rose Kinson stopped in place as if dazed.

It was like she was falling into a deep valley.

All lights came near, and all eyes were upon them, but it wasn’t the name Rose Kinson.

These lights, thinking they could hold her up, suddenly turned into thorns so that she was ashamed and had nowhere to escape.

Belle Kinson, who was still in the box on the second floor, got up without surprise and looked at Rose Kinson, who was in a dilemma among the spectators on the first floor, and Belle Kinson turned to the box next door.

In the box.

Mary Kinson raised an eyebrow slightly as she met the teenager’s hot, straight eyes and slowly stood up.

At that moment, the music that stirred the people’s hearts began to quiet her uncertain heart.

After relaxing a little, she walked to the door, and Mary Kinson unconsciously turned to the man sitting next to her.

“I didn’t arrange this.” William Black took the teacup in his hand and put it to his lips, his expression looking calm.

Mary Kinson happened to see the interesting flash in his black eyes, and she too smiled softly, “I know.”

Having said this, she turned and left the box for the first floor, the way Rose Kinson she’d been going, and came on the stage.

As she walked to the Rose Kinson side, Mary Kinson stopped.

As she stood directly opposite her, a few people flinched a little.

Mary Kinson looked indifferent as if her reaction didn’t matter, “Please make way.”

Mary Kinson raised her eyebrows, and the fox’s eyes narrowed into a challenging smile, “Sister, you’re in my way.”

The little sisters, Rose Kinson, quickly took a step back and made way for the true hero.

So Mary Kinson gracefully and calmly walked on the light step by step to the stage.

Rose Kinson seemed to take a time out, and her body gently fell into the audience.

A gentleman from the audience stood right up and directed her to a seat, “You can sit here.”

Rose Kinson’s hand holding the skirt didn’t stop shaking, and the voice of thanks was lifeless, “Thank you.”

The little Rose Kinson sisters stepped aside sheepishly, and they didn’t want to stand beside Rose Kinson for fear of getting strange looks again, and they tried to avoid her.

Only Yetz remained at her side, looking down at her trembling hands.

As if in a trance, Yetz thought back to her days in high school.

Later, at graduation, Yetz saw with her own eyes how her favorite teenager had confessed to another girl in front of everyone.

Finally, in the swirl of memory, Yetz saw the weak girl’s face.

Even though Mary Kinson, who was now standing on the stage, had a different temperament and charisma, the features of that face were similar.

It’s her! It’s Mary Kinson!

When the lights went out, Mary Kinson came to Meny’s side and stood next to him, but she didn’t lose half a point.

Meny was a gifted teenager, and he was the eternal center of the music industry, a symbol of the promising future and a representative of brilliant talent.

Mary Kinson seemed to be a beauty born for lighting with her striking face and unique cold and joyless temperament.

Meny’s eyes are full of her, and the sparkle in his eyes was undying, “Thank you for coming on stage.”

Mary Kinson smiled expertly and nodded affirmatively, “You sing very well.”

The Master of Ceremonies walked over to Meny, patted him on the shoulder, smiled, and reminded him, “Aren’t you going to introduce everyone to this Mary Kinson?”

Meny nodded, turned to the audience, and said, “If it weren’t for Mary Kinson I wouldn’t have had the chance to be on stage playing for you today.”

The Master of Ceremonies turned his head to the side curiously, his gaze wandering over Mary Kinson for a while before looking at the audience, “What do you say?”

Most of the audience was curious as well, staring at her intently.

Meny breathed a sigh of relief and looked serious, “There was a car accident on the road last night, and I was at the scene. If Mary Kinson hadn’t saved me in time, I wouldn’t be standing here today.”

There were some slight changes at the end of the speech.

Everyone looked Mary Kinson into each other’s eyes with a bit of respect.

Meny smiled brightly, “But that’s not the main reason I invited her to the state.”

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Meny raised her hand and opened it to the side, signaling everyone to focus on Mary Kinson “The lyrics and composer of the song I played tonight were actually written by her.”

“Huh?”

“She wrote all the lyrics?”

“It seems Mary Kinson. Does anyone know her name?”

The song just now was so excellent that it’s hard to imagine a little-known girl wrote it.

Yetz, sitting on the edge of Rose Kinson, frowned, and her eyes stared at the stage for a moment.

Rose Kinson clutched the skirt’s fingers tighter and tighter, and her nails were deep in her palm, but she didn’t know the pain at all.

Yetz averted her gaze, retrieved a paper towel from her bag, and handed it Rose Kinson. “Wipe your hands,” she soothed gently.

Rose Kinson lowered her gaze, then wordlessly held the paper towel.

She was genuinely speechless now. She should have been on the stage!

The feeling of being dropped almost made her choke.

Yetz leaned back and suddenly relaxed, “Mary Kinson is your sister. Where did she go to high school? Do you know?”

Rose’s eyes lit up and slowly opened to look at her, and her tone was dull with a hint of disdain, “She used to live outside, and it’s not clear where she went to high school.”

Yetz frowned, and her eyes flashed a little in embarrassment.