Old Qin was wearing a black Tang suit and looked energetic.

His taking his seat marked the official start of the birthday banquet.

People came forward one after another to wish him a happy birthday. Old Qin said a few words with a smile, and the scene was extremely lively.

Soon, Xiao Manluo and Du Feixuan arrived.

"Mr. Qin..."

Xiao Manluo smiled and said, "I wish you good fortune as vast as the East Sea and a long life as great as the South Mountain. In addition to the birthday gift, I have also prepared a piano piece to celebrate your birthday and to cheer everyone up. What do you think?"

When people get old, they like to be in a lively environment.

Old Qin nodded with a smile, "Okay, then let's listen to it?"

There is a grand piano in the corner of the banquet hall.

Du Feixuan glanced at Xiao Manluo, then gracefully stood up and sat down in front of the piano.

With a slight lift of the wrist, the fingers fell on the black and white piano keys, and a song appropriate to the occasion, "Autumn Whispers", echoed in the banquet hall.

When the song ended, the guests applauded.

Xiao Manluo bowed to Mr. Qin and returned to her seat.

"Aunt, didn't you say that you were here to become my disciple today?"

Du Feixuan asked in a low voice.

"You are stupid..."

Xiao Manluo said in a low voice, "How can you make a request right after you've performed a song? Leave a good impression on Mr. Qin first, then you can speak up later."

Du Feixuan remained silent.

When he looked up again, he saw Ye Wan sitting at the banquet table in the corner.

"Auntie..."

Du Feixuan grabbed Xiao Manluo as if she had seen a ghost, "Ye, Ye Wan is here too!"

What? Xiao Manluo turned around suddenly and looked over.

The closer one is to the main table where Mr. Qin is sitting, the higher one’s status among the wealthy families in the imperial capital.

Xiao Manluo came on behalf of the Cheng family, and her position in the banquet hall could barely be considered in the middle.

At this moment, at the table near the door of the banquet hall, Ye Wan was concentrating on eating.

Sitting on Ye Wan's left and right were a young man in a casual suit and a little girl in a princess dress.

Ye Wan's outfit, which seemed out of place among the wealthy people, didn't seem so out of place when compared to those two people.

The picture is inexplicably harmonious.

"Aunt, isn't Ye Wan here to become my disciple as well?"

There was some uneasiness in Du Feixuan's voice.

Mr. Qin is the president of the Music Association. He is proficient in all kinds of musical instruments, both Eastern and Western.

People who study music dream of becoming Mr. Qin’s disciple. Even just one or two pointers from him will benefit them for the rest of their lives.

Although there has been little talk of recruiting disciples in recent years, as long as Master Qin is around, there will always be some hope and longing.

Ye Wan was born in Si City and has only been in the imperial capital for a few months.

There is no way she could have any connection with the wealthy families in the imperial capital.

What else could he be doing at Mr. Qin's birthday party, other than to become his disciple?

But the question is, how did she get in? Without an invitation, she couldn't even get into the Qin family's front door, let alone the banquet hall? Seeing the unbelievable shock and suspicion in each other's eyes, Xiao Manluo and Du Feixuan stared at Ye Wan who was eating happily, and they wanted to shout "Some weird thing got in", and then watched as Butler Qin led his men to beat Ye Wan out with sticks.

It's really haunting!

Thinking hatefully, Xiao Manluo calmed down and pulled Du Feixuan towards Old Qin.

At the banquet table in the corner, when Ye Wan was picking up a drunken crab, the boy next to him spoke up, "Hey, are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?"

(End of this chapter)