"Well, don't let him take over the Meng Family then," Meng Xiao moved close to her, teasing with a laugh, "You don't have just one son, since he's unreliable, why not rely on me!"
Lady Meng looked down at her son and pinched his cute, tender face, "You little rascal!"
As sweet as honey, Meng Xiao coaxed Lady Meng with a few more words, brightening her smile.
While Lady Meng turned to speak with someone else, he glanced at Ye Qingci, still playing the guqin on stage, a sinister look flickered in his eyes that utterly clashed with his sweet appearance.
After playing the last note, Ye Qingci's fingers rested on the instrument for a moment before she stood up, took the guqin, and stepped beyond the curtain.
She handed the guqin to a staff member waiting outside and casually asked, "Where's the restroom?"
