Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 400


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 400


    With her musical talents, I don’t think being the heir to the Yobril Royal Academy of Music suits her.


    In the main hall, all the guests were more or less here by now. J swept her gaze across the hall—


    there were familiar faces all around. Thus, she found a lonely corner and headed toward it. When Roxy


    saw that, he followed suit.


    Passing through the center of the banquet hall, she asionally heard the musicians within the circle


    mockingly gossiping among themselves. “I wonder what’s with Hilbert. Why did he choose a high


    school student?”


    “Sigh. Perhaps there are no other talented individuals in Sandfort City. That’s why he chose a high


    school student!


    “I wonder what level this high school student is at. Still, I’ve heard that she’s the second daughter of the


    Jackson Family!”


    Hilbert, who was standing in a corner, ignored the gossip. His deep eyes were scanning the room as if


    he were searching for somebody. All of a sudden, a familiar slim figure caught his eye. Thus, he and


    his assistant hurriedly went up to greet that person with a smile. “Miss Sweet Tune, you came!”


    J and Roxy looked up. Exchanging a nce with each other, they walked over and made their


    greetings.


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    When Hilbert took a closer look, his smile became wider. “Roxy? What a coincidence? I can’t believe


    you came with Miss Sweet Tune!”


    Then, Roxy smiled. Pointing at the person standing next to him, he introduced her to Hilbert, “It’s not a


    coincidence. This is my master!”


    Master? Upon hearing those words, Hilbert’s eyes that were originally bright with smiles suddenly


    darkened. He looked like he wanted to confirm something. “Master?” Roxy sure is good at making


    jokes. How can he say that he has a master-student rtionship with Sweet Tune? A musically


    talented high school student is the master of Roxy, a famous musician among our circles? If this


    information were to spread, I’m sure they’d be ridiculed greatly.


    His assistant chuckled and yfully joked, “Mr. Roxy, you sure like making jokes!”


    “I’m not joking,” Roxy smilingly replied. His expression and tone of voice were solemn—it didn’t look


    like he was joking.


    “Uh…” Hilbert waspletely stunned for a while, and an expression of disbelief showed on his face.


    His deep dark-green eyes studied the youngdy standing by the side. Then, he found it rather absurd.


    She is the master of a famous musician like Roxy at the tender age of 18?


    “Please, take a seat!” He said mechanically; he was still dumbfounded.


    Thus, J’s rosy lips curved upward, and she indifferently said, “Thanks!”


    Even after J and Roxy were seated, Hilbert remained dumbfounded. His assistant had to remind


    him several times before he snapped back to his senses. “Sir, I can’t believe Miss Sweet Tune has


    such an outstanding student!” the assistant said. Even he found it admirable.


    In response, Hilbert narrowed his dark-green eyes. His gaze was fixed on a youngdy sitting in a


    corner and ying on her phone. It looks like Sweet Tune’s true abilities are more than what I’ve seen


    so far.


    On the other hand, Brian was discussing business at the center of the banquet hall. He was taking this


    opportunity to strike up business deals and whatnot.


    “Your daughter is so beautiful!” Mr. Miller, who he had been talking to, had been watching Emily for a


    long while now.


    Thus, he smiled in response. Without saying anything, he turned and beckoned for Emily toe over.


    Emily saw his hand gestures from where she stood. Hence, she picked up her skirt and walked over.


    “Greet Mr. Miller!” Brian coldly instructed.


    Then, Emily smiled and sweetly said, “Hi, Mr. Miller!”


    “How polite!” Mr. Miller smiled. After that, he continued, “You don’t have a boyfriend yet, right?”


    “N-No…” Emily paused for a moment before shaking her head shyly.


    “Why don’t you get to know my son?” He immediately tried to matchmake her with his son. Noticing her


    hesitation, he added, “My son is single too! I think you’ll match quite well!”


    Upon hearing those words, Emily lowered her head. “May I know where your son is…” Lifting her head,


    her words trailed away as she looked at the man who was walking toward them and swallowed


    nervously—he had a simr beer belly as Mr. Miller. Before she could ask, Mr. Miller said, “This is my


    son!”