The sound of the guqin reverberated high and low like big and small beads moving around in a jade plate, immersing others in its beautiful rhythm.
When Jiang Xuecheng said he wanted to buy Fengqiwu, Su Wan lost her mood in admiring the music.
Su Wan quickly shook her hand and said hastily, "No, thank you. I don't know how to play the guqin. It would be a waste if we buy it."
Jiang Xuecheng narrowed his eyes. He glanced at Su Wan and shook the auction machine at her.
"I've started bidding for it. You may place it at home or bury it for your mother."
Su Wan was taken aback and there was a faint ripple in her beautiful eyes. She knew Jiang Xuecheng well, nothing would stop him if he wanted to do something.
Su Wan looked down and was silent for a while. Then, she murmured, "It's a pity to bury such a good guqin but if it's placed at home, it'll gather dust…"
