Chapter 32 Yan Luo plays the piano and slaps everyone in the face

These words made Xu Xiaorou lose all face instantly.

Yu Xiaofeng frowned, "Nanchen, today is your grandmother's birthday. There are things you should say and things you shouldn't say. Didn't you tell Yan Luo?"

Yu Nanchen hugged Yan Luo's waist tightly, "Some things should be said, and some things should not be said. Didn't you tell Aunt Xu?"

"You!" Yu Xiaofeng was filled with anger, but was left speechless.

Yu Nanchen turned around and left with Yan Luo. When passing by Su Nian, Yan Luo threw a coquettish glance at her.

[I'll help you fight against the mistress, just consider it as the 1 billion interest. 】

Yu Nanchen listened to her thoughts and didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment.

He took her to talk to business leaders.

"Master." Song Mingzhu called softly, drawing Su Nian's attention back.

What Yan Luo said just now sounded a bit domineering. What happened?

Song Mingzhu knew that Su Nian was an upright person and it was easy for him to like or dislike someone.

Her reaction just now must have been influenced by Yan Luo. She must not let Su Nian develop a good impression of her.

She whispered, "Yan Luo is really bold in speaking, but this can also be very offensive. Will Nan Chen make enemies because of her?"

Su Nian nodded, "Yan Luo is very straightforward and easily offends others. But after tonight, Nan Chen has nothing to do with her. You are what Madam Yu should be like."

Song Mingzhu nodded lightly, "I will do it well."

The two came to Mr. Yu and the old lady, presented the gifts and said some words of blessing.

Xu Xiaorou said in a gloomy tone, "It feels good to have a daughter-in-law to support you."

Su Nian snorted and laughed, "Of course, it's better than you marrying a divorced daughter-in-law and your son being cuckolded again."

Xu Xiaorou was stunned. She shook Yu Xiaofeng's arm and said, "Xiaofeng, look, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are both more aggressive with their words."

Yu Xiaofeng's heart was almost swayed by the woman. He looked at Su Nian and said, "Okay, we are here to celebrate the old lady's birthday, so please say less."

Su Nian glanced at him. This bastard was always blind and too lazy to say a word to him.

She took Song Mingzhu away.

At this time, the birthday banquet host came on stage and gave a long opening speech.

Yu Nanchen looked at Yan Luo who was eating dessert with a plate in hand and said, "Pay attention to your image. Everyone is watching us."

Yan Luo glanced at him and said, "It's a waste if you don't eat it, and it's also a waste if you eat it. Who wouldn't want to eat it if it's free? If you find it embarrassing, just stay away from me."

Yu Nanchen knew that this woman just wanted to get rid of him, but he refused.

"Nanchen, sister-in-law." Ji Chuan came over with a goblet of red wine. "How's your hand, sister-in-law?"

Yan Luo stretched out his fingertips and shook them, "It's okay, but it still hurts a little."

Yu Nanchen sneered in his heart. This woman would not speak unless she was telling lies.

Ji Chuan stood beside Yu Nanchen, "This is the first time you bring her to a formal event. Is this a sign that you want to live in peace with her?"

Yu Nanchen chuckled and took a sip of the wine in his glass. "It should be a battle of wits and courage."

He raised his chin in Su Nian's direction and said, "Be my shield now."

Ji Chuan sighed, "This shield is indeed worthy of the name, but it's not a good idea for you to keep wasting time like this. Since you don't like each other, let go as soon as possible to avoid torturing each other."

"Let my mother give up before letting go, but she still has to pay for what she did to me."

Ji Chuan was a little confused. "Plotting against you?"

Yu Nanchen looked at the woman who was eating like a little hamster and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The old lady's birthday banquet should be lively. I heard that Madam Yu is both talented and virtuous, and is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. There is a piano on the table. I wonder if everyone can enjoy it?" The host looked at Yan Luo who was eating tiramisu, and everyone's eyes fell on her.

Yan Luo lifted her eyelids slightly and stared closely at the host on the stage, then her gaze fell on Xu Xiaorou who was sitting in the chief seat.

Looking at that sinister smile, it was 100% certain that it was done by this woman.

Yu Nanchen's eyes also turned cold. This woman didn't know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy or painting. Even her graduation project in college was plagiarized from her half sister. This would definitely be embarrassing when she got on stage.

He was about to speak when Yan Luo put the plate in his hand on the table.

She took her handbag and stuffed it into Yu Nanchen's hand, "Help me keep an eye on it. At this kind of banquet, it's easy for someone's ring to be lost and then found in someone else's bag."

She brushed back her black hair, straightened her back and walked towards the stage step by step.

After she came on stage, she asked the host, "You heard that I am both virtuous and talented. Who told you that?"

There was a moment of silence in the banquet hall. The host smiled stiffly. "Not to mention the imperial capital, all the celebrities in the whole empire are working hard to improve themselves, hoping that they can become the qualified partner of Master Yu. So the woman who can marry Master Yu must be the best among men!"

Yan Luo snorted and laughed, "You said so much nonsense, and you didn't answer the question. You haven't even explained who told you that. As a host, is your comprehension so poor?"

The host couldn't hold back the smile on his face. After all, his impression of her was still from the solo wedding two years ago.

That timid character shows that he is a masochist.

Otherwise he wouldn't be able to take this job today.

However, the fact that she stirs up trouble in public only shows that she is guilty and does not possess these abilities.

The host glanced over and saw the woman nodding. He smiled and said, "Could it be that Mrs. Yu doesn't know how to play?"

Yan Luo twirled his fingertips, "Why? Are you questioning me?"

"No, no, it's just that everyone wants to appreciate Mrs. Yu's talent." The host smiled fakely.

Yan Luo sneered, "Look at your smile, it looks like a paper figurine. If you burn it to a ghost, the ghost will cry. It's so ugly!"

She walked to the piano and sat down with ease, her hands pressing heavily on the black and white keys, making a harsh noise.

The sounds of mosquitoes and flies were heard, all of which were saying things like Yan Luo had no morals or talent.

Jichuan looked at him sideways and said, "This time your shield is not blocking just one arrow."

Yu Nanchen stuffed the bag and wine glass in his hand into Ji Chuan, which caught the latter off guard. He could only hold the wine glass with both hands and hold the bag with his elbow.

As soon as Yu Nanchen walked to the stage, Yan Luo turned around and looked at the old lady with a smile as beautiful as a flower, "Happy birthday, grandma."

She raised her fingertips lightly and lowered it lightly.

A simple Happy Birthday song was played.

Just when everyone was sneering at this simple song, the piano music suddenly changed and became dedicated to Alice.

The beautiful melody and lively rhythm make people intoxicated.

Xu Xiaorou gritted her teeth. When did this bastard learn to play the piano?

No matter how beautiful the music was, it sounded particularly harsh to her ears. She left with Yu Xiaofeng on the pretext of feeling unwell.

After the song ended, Yan Luo slowly stood up and nodded slightly to everyone.

[My butt hurts so much, but I still have to act elegant. It’s all because of this bastard! ]

Thunderous applause broke out in the banquet hall. The old lady walked onto the stage excitedly and held her hand. "Grandson's wife, please come to the old house when you have time. Grandma likes to listen to you play the piano."

She looked at Yan Luo's fingertips, which were still black, and blew on them distressingly, "Does it still hurt?"

Yan Luo smiled, "It doesn't hurt."

Yu Nanchen curled his lips and said something sensible.

But when did this woman learn to play the piano?

Yan Luo met Yu Nanchen's suspicious eyes, and her heart ached.

[You all look down on me, my piano teacher is Baslang! ]

Yu Nanchen chuckled, Beslangqi had been dead for hundreds of years.

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