Chapter 15 Being beaten in the face
Ji Shiling leaped down the piano frame and walked over to Ye Miao, her lips curled, “You won’t claim your sister is inept, can’t achieve anything, is a waste?”
“She’s not actually my own elder sister,” Ye Miao said, surprised that someone would appear out of nowhere and be so hostile to her.
Her face twisted sideways, and her sparkling eyes trembled with rage.
“I don’t care about your family, all I care about is my sister-in-law.”
“Uncle Third is so generous to you, this necklace is worth a fortune, your taste is really distinctive, he’s even old enough to be your father,” Ji Shiling taunted sweetly as she stroked the tear diamond necklace around her neck.
“You!” exclaimed Ye Miao.
She widened her eyes in fury, and when Ji Shiling was about to depart, she seized her hand.
“What type of talent do you have to play an entry-level piece on such a special occasion?”
What if she is Ji’s family’s miss? Ji Yanchen would undoubtedly defend her. To challenge her, Ye Miao tilted her chin and pursed her lips.
“Hahaha, then you’re so skilled?” Ji Shiling asked, surprised, followed by a playful mockery.
She plays this song simply because she likes it. Is she expected to be solemn and perform a Liszt concerto when she arrives at the party?
“Of course, Miao Miao has won championships in many piano competitions,” Li Ruoqin said, unable to stand Ji Shiling’s arrogance and siding with Ye Miao.
“Really? Then she won’t be able to get any after this.” Ji Shiling smiled, shook off Ye Miao’s hand and walked upstairs.
She’s in a horrible mood today, and she’s too lazy to argue about it.
Li ruoqin was about to make a mockery when she heard conversations around her.
“Didn’t Ji Shiling just win the Chopin International Piano Competition championship? She’s on a world-class level…”
“Yes, this little Ye family daughter is gorgeous and a tad arrogant.”
What? Chopin International Piano Competition, Ye Miao was taken aback! From the corners of her eyes, she noticed contemptuous faces staring at her. She wants to cry but doesn’t have any tears. How could she have known Ji Shiling had such a high level?
Ye He took advantage of everyone’s attention in the hall, which was split between Ji Shiling and Ye Miao.
She walked carefully from the door to the stairwell, half-hiding. She obviously didn’t want to stir any ruckus
There was a temporary accident at work, and Ji Shiyan had to deal with it first. He wanted Ye He to go home right away, but she persisted on coming.
Of course she wants to come; how could she dismiss Ji Yanchen, the smiling tiger, at such a good opportunity.
(t/n smiling tiger-an outwardly kind but inwardly cruel person)
“Madam, how long are you going to stand here?” Lin Yu inquired gently, surveying the situation.
Ye He twisted her lips to glance at Ye Miao, who was getting contemptuous stares from everyone. When she looked up, the figure on the second floor had vanished. “It won’t be long,” she stated emphatically.
A large hand wrapped around her waist and pushed her forward before the sound of her voice dissipated.
“Third Master!” Lin Yu called out.
“How dare a servant get in my way? It appears Ji Shiyan didn’t train you properly.” Ji Yanchen’s eyes were sharp, his thin lips lightly lifted, yet his eyes were evil and devious.
“Step back!” he said, but Lin Yu scowled and resisted.
“Do you want me to teach you how to be a qualified servant?” Ji Yanchen pushed him back.
Lin Yu took two sharp steps back, but his gaze remained fixed on Ye He.
“Ye He, right? Do as I say, and I’ll let you entirely free yourself from Ji Shiyan’s entanglement.” Ji Yanchen leaned down, approached Ye He’s ear, and purposefully spread a warm breath on her ear.
no one know about personal space?