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Shangguan Lingwan followed Song Yan's instructions and sat upright on the chair. Her knees were together, and she held a book in her hands. She leaned her back against the chair, and her fingers paused as she flipped through the pages.

About two hours later, Song Yan finally allowed Shangguan Lingwan to relax.

Shangguan Lingwan smiled and said: "I'll be waiting for you."

Song Yan was a bit confused, but she still opened her mouth, "Push me out, I want to see big brother."

Shangguan Lingwan quickly stood up and pushed Song Yan out.

She didn't know why she had such a good impression of this calm and mature girl. It was probably because she had helped her previously.

Pushing open the door, he saw that the windows of the corridor were ajar. The night wind blew in from the outside, bringing with it a slight chill. Shangguan Ling trembled a little, as if she had thought of something, and went back into the studio: "Wait a moment."

She came out quickly, with a blanket in her hand. She bent down and carefully covered Song Yan's legs with the blanket, "Your dress is very thin, don't get frozen."

Due to Shangguan Lingwan bending down, Song Yan could see her exquisite facial curves from top to bottom. She had a faint fragrance on her body. It was not the perfume that people were accustomed to. Instead, it was a very fresh body fragrance.

Song Yan suddenly thought that her brother Yin had good eyes.

"Alright." Shangguan Lingwan was completely unaware that Song Yan's feelings towards her had increased due to this small action, so she just pushed her into the main hall.

Two hours passed, yet the ball did not quiet down. On the contrary, it became even more lively. The music started. The handsome men and beautiful women on the dance floor twisted their waists, attracting all sorts of cheers.

Song Yan pointed at the dancers and asked, "Can you dance?"

"A little." Shangguan Lingwan replied. She was a musician, so she naturally had some dancing skills. But she was better at dancing than at the piano. She added, "But I'm better at the piano."

"You go." Song Yan changed the direction of her finger and pointed at the right side of the stage.

There was a expensive pure white piano over there. Song Yan continued, "Push me over, I want to see you play."

Seeing that Song Yan's expression was firm, Shangguan Lingwan felt helpless and thought that it was the temper of a child. She brought Song Yan to the piano and sat down.

Song Yan was too eye-catching. After all, she was the only one in the entire venue who was in a wheelchair. As such, as soon as Shangguan Lingwan sat down, many gazes fell on them. Song Yan maintained a straight face. She signaled for the band to stop: "Play."

When the dancers saw the music come to a halt, they also lost their interest and all looked towards the piano.

Shangguan Lingwan tried using a clear voice, "What do you want to hear?"

"Alright."

Shangguan Lingwan's back was straight as she sat in her standard position.

Then she moved.

Her fingers danced like a ballet dancer, dancing freely on the stage. Every key she pressed seemed to be filled with emotion. The air was jumping with the sound, and it was almost suffocating.

She played very smoothly, without the slightest error.

Song Yan stared at Shangguan Lingwan without blinking. At this moment, she had already fallen silent in her own world. Her eyes were half closed, and her long black hair fell elegantly onto her chest. Accompanied by the gentle light, it made her seem even more beautiful.

Not a single person broke this silence. They had already sunk into the gracefulness of a young girl.

Yin Hanchuan sat on the sofa, his eyes no longer seeing anyone else. The young lady in a formal dress was accompanied by the piano, she was as beautiful as a proud white swan.

He held a goblet in his hand, and the goblet of red wine swayed slightly, rhythmically, to the beat of the music.

Ling Ruo Lan gritted her teeth as she looked at the scene on the stage. This young girl was as perfect as a sculpture of God. Her talent and poise could not be surpassed by ordinary people. Under the watchful eyes of the masses, the brilliance it radiated surpassed the sun's.

One day, she would destroy her.

After the last note ended, the piano piece ended.

It was unknown who did it, but he replied, "Alright!"

Immediately followed by deafening applause.

Shangguan Lingwan retracted her hand and smiled at Song Yan. Only then did she finally regain her senses. She moved her lips and slowly said, "Very good."

Then he changed the subject, "Come find me some other time. I want you to continue to be my model." I want to paint you playing the piano. "

She was as beautiful as a celestial maiden.

Shangguan Lingwan was too embarrassed to refuse this little girl: "Alright."

"We will be friends from now on." Song Yan looked at Shangguan Lingwan's hands, which were dancing on the piano keys just now. She was very pretty, "If you're older than me, I'll call you sister. If anyone bullies you, come and find me. I'll help you bully them back."

Shangguan Lingwan did not know whether to laugh or cry. This stance, why did it seem like she was protecting her little brother.

But she answered anyway. "Okay."

The party resumed its clamor, and Shangguan Lingwan pushed Song Yan off the stage.

After the banquet ended around 11, Shangguan Lingwan and Jun Ruoran returned home. She looked very happy and winked at Shangguan Lingwan. "My daughter is great."

Shangguan Lingwan giggled, hugging Jun Ruoran's arm very intimately: "That's your daughter!"

"You don't know how many madams have asked me to express their interest in you ever since you played that piano piece." Jun Ruoran smiled even wider. "When my daughter is older, she will be the daughter-in-law of someone else."

Shangguan Lingwan's heart skipped a beat. At the same time, Yin Hanchuan's face appeared in her mind. She shook her head. "Mom, what are you saying? No matter who I marry, I will still be your good daughter! "

"This is my treasure!"

Perhaps because she was too tired, Shangguan Lingwan slept through the night. She looked at her phone and received a message from Song Yan.

Shangguan Lingwan: Yes.

Song Yan: Then come to my house. Remember to dress well. I want you to be my model.

Seeing Song Yan's expression, Shangguan Lingwan almost spat out water. It turned out that the young and mature Song Yan had such a cute side to her.

Shangguan Lingwan: Alright.