She looked down at the audience, everyone's face echoed the same smug anticipation, while the Huo Family table seemed somewhat embarrassed.
She walked forward immediately, lifting her hands, wearing a guise of goodwill, adjusting the way Su Wanwan held the violin, "Sis-in-law, what piece would you like to perform?"
After some thought, Su Wanwan said, "Little Luck, can you play that?"
Tian Fuzhen's "Little Luck"?
A pop song?
Ming Hailan sneered inside but nodded directly, "Sure."
The one making a fool of herself won't be me, so I'll be generous and grant your wish.
She walked back to the piano and took a seat, while Su Wanwan had begun tuning.
Again, an ear-splitting, harsh noise resonated.
It sounded like a crow crowing, cawing repeatedly...
Xing Siqing couldn't help it; a snort of laughter slipped out.
Laughter broke out from all corners of the audience.
The old lady from the Ming Family scowled, what on earth was happening?
