Lan Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly brightened, and she looked gratefully at the young master before taking over the conversation with a seemingly casual ease, "I can indeed play, and if Grandpa Long doesn't mind, I would be willing..."
However, before she could finish, Zhen Yufei, who had just entered from the doorway, interrupted her, "Of course, my sister should be the one to play the guzheng. Who doesn't know that my sister's guzheng playing is incomparably excellent, the best there is!"
Upon hearing this, someone immediately agreed, "Exactly, everyone says Miss Zhen is proficient in all arts—music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Why not have Miss Zhen play a piece for us to liven things up?"
Lan Jiaojiao's lips turned white, her fingers gripped even tighter, casting an envious glance at Zhen Muqing. Zhen Muqing, for her part, didn't consider Lan Jiaojiao a threat at all, believing she wasn't even worth her attention!
