Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Lu Qi’er was impressed by her own intelligence at coming up with such a brilliant idea. Not only could she avoid public scrutiny, she would also push the thorny problem onto Lin Shiyu and force her to collaborate with Jingtong. Lin Shiyu was bound to be humiliated.

It was just too perfect.

Tang Mo’er slowly raised a corner of her lips and forcefully pushed Lin Shiyu in front. “Shiyu, if that’s the case, you should just do it.”

Lin Shiyu turned around and looked at Tang Mo’er, only to see Tang Mo’er fluttering her eyelashes while looking at her.

Shrugging helplessly, Lin Shiyu could only raise her brow in response and walk over to the other vacant piano.

In actual fact, she didn’t want to attract everyone’s attention at this point in time… but how could she allow Lu Qi’er to force her into the corner?

So she wanted a show, did she?

Lu Qi’er was immensely pleased, she had a full plan in her mind of how she was going to humiliate Lin Shiyu after the performance.

Everything was going to go according to plan.

All of a sudden, a beautiful note perfectly resonated in the air, complementing Jingtong’s music. It was soft and almost negligible, but it had chased up with his melody with apparent ease.

The two notes had combined together and one was luxurious while the other was mystical, together was surprisingly harmonious and made the piece sound even better.

Jingtong was startled when he heard the soft note, he lifted his eyes and looked directly at Lin Shiyu.

Who was she?

He had never heard of or seen her before. To think she was able to chase up with his performance…

All these years, he hadn’t met someone who was able to match him.

Jingtong’s eyes had slightly lit up, he instantly raised the pitch by five tones, wanting to suppress the light note.

Hearing the challenge, Lin Shiyu lifted her beautiful eyes, looking at Jingtong who sat opposite her. So, he wanted to have some fun?

Two could play at that game.

Raising the corners of her lips, her fingers danced over the piano keys and she raised her pitch by eight tones.

Totally suppressing Jingtong’s notes.

Jingtong was shocked, this woman had the audacity to make him the sidekick in their collaboration.

Ha.

What an interesting woman.

Jingtong smirked and chased up to Lin Shiyu’s notes.

This performance of theirs was more like a competition, they were equally skilled and it was simply exciting to watch them compete.

Lu Qi’er and Lin Ruoxi were stunned as they stood in their original positions and listened to Lin Shiyu and the prodigy, Jingtong, perform together. No one had ever been able to defeat Jingtong in his solo performance and even Lu Qi’er didn’t have the courage to challenge him. But now, Lin Shiyu had done it so easily.

At that moment, Lin Shiyu sat gracefully in front of the piano and exuded endless charm.

She was spectacular.

On the other hand, someone else was playing games rather than watching the performance.

Mr Meissen had taught Han Xiaowan a lesson before chasing her out, his spirits lightened since Gu Mohan had gifted him with another beauty.

This beauty looked more like an innocent goddess than Han Xiaowan and was even more bold in bed. She had satisfied him greatly and he had long thrown Han Xiaowan to the back of his mind.

On the long table, Mr Meissen sat down while he had the beauty in his arms. “Qing’qing, come over to pour Master Yan a drink.”

“I’m coming.” Qing’qing twisted her hips around and sashayed over. Since she wasn’t chosen by Lu Yan the other time to sleep with him, she was even more determined to work harder this time. She wouldn’t let herself miss out on this opportunity.

Holding a bottle of wine as she walked beside Lu Yan, Qing’qing took a discreet glance. He was wearing a gray shirt and his distinct figure had her in awe. He was 35 years old and his handsome facial features were perfectly sculpted and simply charming.

“Master Yan, Qing’qing will pour you some wine.”

When Qing’qing moved to pour Lu Yan the drink, she seemed to stumble, accidentally spilling some alcohol on Lu Yan’s trousers.

The soaked area was rather sensitive.

“Sorry, Master Yan, I didn’t do it on purpose.” Qing’qing hurriedly apologized and had a few pieces of tissue paper in her hands. “Master Yan, let me help you wipe it dry.”