Huo Xiang recalled how Huo Yao had asked whether there was any chance for lodies to end up sounding similar after listening to his new song earlier.
He raised his head and looked at Huo Yao. “Yao, did you already know about the plagiarism news online?”
Since he was bound to find out sooner or later, it made no sense for Huo Yao to withhold the truth. Hence, she nodded. “I saw it on Weibo last night.”
“So you and Tong Yu were talking about what’s going on online.” Huo Xiang instantly understood their actions from the previous night.
No wonder she wanted him to go away when she spoke to Tong Yu.
“Uh huh.” Huo Yao touched her chin.
She tried to co up with various ideas before consoling Huo Xiang. “Brother Xiang, don’t take those online comnts to heart and let it ruin your mood. The truth will co to light sooner or later.”
Comforting others was not her strong suit.
Huo Xiang did not know whether to cry or laugh when his little sister tried to offer solace to him. He put down the phone and said, “Things like this have happened before, so it’s not a big deal for anymore.”
He paused before he said, “In comparison to the fans’ comnts, I’m more shocked about how Xiang Nan’s audio file ended up being identical to the version that I just finished writing.”
His bandmates might have already heard the song while he was composing it, but it was still so strange that Xiang Nan’s final product ended up sounding exactly like Huo Xiang’s, even if Xiang Nan wanted to steal his idea.
Could Xiang Nan see the future?
Or did his work end up exactly the sa by so odd twist of fate?
The more Huo Xiang thought about it, the weirder it felt to him. He took his phone, and started walking away.
Huo Yao was surprised by how calm her fourth older brother was. She hurriedly asked him. “Brother Xiang, where are you going?”
“I want to ask Xiang Nan about this,” said Huo Xiang without even turning back.
Huo Yao contemplated for two seconds before she stood up. “I’ll co with you.”
**
Huo Xiang arrived at Xiang Nan’s estate 30 minutes later.
Huo Xiang’s heart was filled with lant as he stood outside Xiang Nan’s place. They used to often gather here to discuss music and their future. But sadly...
A sense of lancholy swept across Huo Xiang’s eyes before he pressed the doorbell.
Huo Yao did not go inside with him. Instead, she waited in the car.
Before long, the door opened. However, it was Xiang Nan’s assistant who answered the door.
“Hmm? What brings you here, Lucky?” The assistant stood at the door and was clearly surprised by Huo Xiang’s presence.
Huo Xiang raised his head. His eyes swept past the assistant, and he looked inside the house. “I’m looking for Xiang Nan.”
The assistant’s eyes glinted a little evasively. “Nan isn’t here.”
Huo Xiang frowned. “I know he’s here. Tell him to co out. I have sothing to say to him.”
“Sorry, Lucky. Nan really isn’t back yet.”
The assistant paused before continuing. “But Nan told that if you co here to discuss the plagiarism news, all you have to do is to make a sincere apology on Weibo. After all, you are friends.”
Huo Xiang suddenly laughed coldly. “He stole my work and played the ‘victim card’ online. On top of that, he wants my apology. I’m curious as to where he did he find the confidence to do this.”
The assistant touched his nose and said ambiguously, “Although I don’t believe you would do such a thing, in reality... Sigh. Everyone is sad that it turned out this way.”
He was implying that Huo Xiang should just fess up and stop making things difficult for both of them.
“Lucky, please leave? Nan isn’t here. He really feels awful about the news spreading online,” sighed Xiang Nan’s assistant.
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