Chapter 7 - Gu Yang Breaking Hearts

Logically speaking, such a resource could never be hers, but every time she acted helpless, pitiful, and sad in front of Gu Yang, Gu Yang would show her superiority and help her obtain it.

Although Ruan Yan hated Gu Yang for treating her like a charity case, it was exactly what she needed.

Gu Yang took a walk on the cobblestone path in the garden. The morning sun shone on her, giving her a soft glow.

Hearing Ruan Yan's words, she looked up at her pitifully and said, "It's alright, Cousin Ruan Yan. It's normal that you can't see the best actor. After all, you don't have enough status now."

Ruan Yan, "…" Not enough status…

Did Gu Yang know how to speak?!

She had hinted so much, but Gu Yang only gave her such a heart-stabbing sentence!

Ruan Yan's heart was filled with hatred. She took a deep breath and took out a box of skincare products from her bag. She forced a smile on her heavily made-up face. "By the way, Cousin, I heard that the set of skincare products I gave you last time was damaged by that little bastard. This time, I specially brought another set."

Gu Yang frowned imperceptibly. By little bastard, was she talking about Feng Jue?

The original owner of the body had a good relationship with Ruan Yan and they were cousins. She had indeed called Feng Jue a "little bastard" in front of Ruan Yan.

Gu Yang accepted the skincare products. "Thank you, Cousin Ruan Yan."

Ruan Yan's eyes lit up. Since Gu Yang had already accepted her gift, she would probably agree to help her mention this in front of Gu Zhaoming, right?

However, after a minute…

Two minutes passed…

Ten minutes passed, but Gu Yang didn't mention this.

Just as Ruan Yan couldn't help but want to point it out to Gu Yang, Gu Yang raised her hand to look at her watch and said before her, "Cousin Ruan Yan, I'm going to the piano room to practice."

Ruan Yan, "…"

Ruan Yan looked at Gu Yang's back and couldn't help clenching her bag tightly. It wasn't until she left the Gu family villa that she sneered.

In the past, she could tolerate Gu Yang because she was the real daughter of the Gu family. Now, she was still so arrogant even though she was fake!

At the thought of this, Ruan Yan picked up her phone…

The Gu family was a wealthy family in Jin City, so they placed a lot of importance on nurturing their children. Therefore, apart from ensuring basic learning, Gu Yang had to learn music, dance, calligraphy, etiquette, and so on since she was young.

She didn't have to be completely proficient, but she had to be familiar with them to avoid not being able to talk to other wealthy socialites.

Of course, before Gu Yang transmigrated, she was the daughter of a top-notch wealthy family. She had learned more than the original Gu Yang while she was in the Gu family, but there were some things that were different from what they learned.

For example, before transmigrating, Gu Yang mainly learned folk music, zither, and other ancient Chinese instruments, while the original owner of the body mainly learned piano.

Gu Yang pushed open the door to the piano room. The first thing she saw wasn't the room full of instruments, but Gu Jin sitting in front of the piano.

The lights in the piano room weren't on, and the curtains were tightly closed, making it a little dark. Dressed in a black dress, Gu Jin almost blended into the pitch-black piano. If it weren't for her arms and neck being so fair, Gu Yang wouldn't have been able to see her at a glance.

Gu Yang frowned, feeling that this environment was a little oppressive.

Hence, she walked over and pulled open the curtains, revealing the blue sky, white clouds, and green branches outside the window. Sunlight shone into the piano room, and the room lit up.

Gu Jin looked up with a lazy expression. "Why?"

The woman's question was concise and came out of nowhere, but Gu Yang understood. Gu Jin was asking her why she gave up on framing her last night and why she admitted that she was a fake daughter this morning.

Of course, Gu Yang couldn't say, "I transmigrated. You're all characters in a novel. I know you're a big shot in the novel and can't be provoked." Of course, no one would believe her.

Hence, she casually said, "My fall probably helped to correct my ways."