Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Chapter 607: Chapter 607: A Man’s Voice Comes from Her Phone

Jun Ruyi never expected that Qin Xin was actually Mr. Yun, and her piano playing reached a level of mastery, praised by her father as a national treasure.

That damned woman, being able to get close to Mr. Nalan, seems to have some reason and capability.

Her gaze became even more solemn, observing Qin Xin with added scrutiny.

But then she thought about how she was standing outside the concert hall for an hour, her legs almost numb, thanks to this woman—it was definitely this damned woman who got her kicked out of the hall.

A raging fire of anger instantly burned again.

The little bitch with the surname Qin, I am irreconcilable with you.

No matter if you’re some national treasure, I will make you my prisoner.

From a distance, Qin Wenrou also watched Qin Xin approaching, her whole body trembling—Qin Xin actually played the piano, actually could???

She grabbed Mrs. Qin behind her, lowering her voice to question, ”Mom, when did you hire a piano teacher for Qin Xin? How come I didn’t know?”

Mrs. Qin, who arrived late, still hadn’t figured out the situation: ”No, your sister just practiced the oboe for a while when she was little, and what’s this got to do with your sister? It’s Xiao Shuang now, how did he get such an incredible master?”

”Didn’t practice?...” Qin Wenrou was dumbfounded, feeling as if a knife pierced her heart, ”If no teacher was hired, then was she self-taught?”

Being self-taught is more enviable than learning from a famous teacher, right?

Isn’t this pace set to make her die of jealousy?

This damned genius sister of hers, is there anything she can’t do?

Why is she so unlucky to live her whole life in the shadow of this dead sister?

This is not fair!

Qin Wenrou felt an invisible big hand gripping her throat, suffocating her, making her unable to breathe, wanting to rush up and strangle Qin Xin.

However, she could only think about it.

The crowd was keeping her far away from Qin Xin.

She couldn’t even touch the corner of Qin Xin’s clothing.

Almost everyone present was a fan of Qin Xin, and even passersby had become fans of the national treasure-level pianist, so how could they allow her to attack Qin Xin?

She could only watch as Qin Xin left.

Like a clump of earth, looking up at the peonies blooming in the tree branches.

==

In the underground garage.

Nalan Ye Jue had already come down first from the special elevator, preheating the vehicle, waiting for Qin Xin and her younger brother.

”Brother-in-law!”

Xiao Shuang shouted extra loudly.

Nalan Ye Jue heard it, his lips curling slightly, opened the car door, and patted his head: ”Did you enjoy the concert?”

”I did!”

”Next time, your brother-in-law will arrange it for you again.” Saying this, Nalan Ye Jue turned his head, filled with meaningful intent, to glance at the cold and indifferent young woman, ”However, when it comes to inviting guests, your sister is more adept. Your brother-in-law only manages the venue.”

Xiao Shuang’s eyes widened in disbelief: ”Brother-in-law, you mean today’s guests weren’t invited by you... it was... Sister...?”

Could it be that all those big figures were invited by Sister???

Qin Xin coughed, unnaturally getting into the car: ”I didn’t invite them, I don’t know, don’t ask me.”

Nalan Ye Jue’s lip curve lifted even more.

The little wife is truly adorable.

She isn’t good at lying, and whenever she does, her ear tips turn red in a small crescent shape.

Makes one...

Really want to take a bite.

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.

”Brother-in-law, why aren’t you driving? Is there something in Sister’s hair you keep staring at?”

Reminded by Xiao Shuang’s words, Nalan Ye Jue lightly coughed and started the car: ”Her hair... looks nice.”

Qin Xin: ”...”

Unnaturally, she touched her short wig. Should she thank Hong Jingtian for providing her with such a top-quality wig?

Qin Xin lowered her head, absent-mindedly fiddling with her phone.

Accidentally clicked on a voice recording...

A man’s voice boomed through the phone’s speaker, strong and powerful, causing Nalan Ye Jue to slightly veer as he held the steering wheel—

[Master Yun: Goodnight Kiss!]