Chapter 78 Can You Play the Cello? 3/20.6.3...
Is Anjou Feng Chinese?
He glanced at her hair, which was tied up for easier practice.
Kwon Ji-yong shook off the jumbled thoughts in his mind. How could An Ru-feng be her? It couldn't be such a coincidence.
Because Kwon Ji-yong was inside her body, while she was with the other producers, she agreed to attend one of the producers' birthday parties.
After finishing her dance practice and getting home to tidy up, An Rufeng took Ran Lu to the party venue.
The gathering was held at President Yang's Club. This producer is very experienced, and many people came, including BB and 2N1.
An Rufeng presented her gift, greeted them, and then joined Ran Lu.
Ran Lu stood by the railing on the second floor of the club, chatting casually with An Rufeng, occasionally glancing furtively at Quan Zhilong.
Ran Lu saw that Quan Zhilong was surrounded by men and women. He and the woman next to him had their arms around each other's shoulders, nodding casually and rhythmically to the music, and occasionally taking a sip of the wine in his hand. He looked like a playboy who was very relaxed and at ease. Ran Lu couldn't help but frown.
In other timelines, how did Ru Feng and Quan Zhilong end up together? These two are completely mismatched.
Ru Feng doesn't frequent nightclubs, doesn't follow celebrities, and rarely attends concerts, so it's impossible to imagine how these two met.
She began to doubt whether Ru Feng's lover was him, and she started to doubt her own judgment. Could it be that the address on that piece of paper wasn't her lover's but her enemy's?
After all, their relationship wasn't very good.
Ran Lu only thought about this possibility; it was impossible. How could an enemy be more important than one's parents? She wouldn't use the spot on an enemy.
Could it be that Yamada Yusuke has investigated the wrong person?
She could accept that Kwon Ji-yong was a playboy who smoked, drank, and went to bars, since he was her idol, but she couldn't accept him as her best friend's boyfriend.
Ran Lu pouted. She needed to confirm with Yamada Yusuke again to avoid getting the wrong person!
"Hello?" An Rufeng held a glass of wine, leaned against the railing on the second floor of the club, chatted with Ran Lu while casually watching the people playing around.
A fairly good-looking man walked up to An Rufeng, raised his glass to her, and smiled.
An Rufeng ignored him and didn't even glance at him.
The man holding the cup waited for more than three seconds, but An Rufeng didn't make a move, and realized that he was being ignored.
He was a little embarrassed and was about to speak when Brother Li stepped forward and gestured for him to enter.
The man glanced at the tall and burly Brother Li, then walked away with an unpleasant expression.
Kwon Ji-yong, while with his friend, habitually glanced at An Joo-bong's side from time to time.
The scene that he saw made him frown.
The club was dimly lit. The woman wore a black velvet slit dress with stiletto heels around her slender white ankles. Her eyebrows were slightly lowered, her long hair was tied up, and her slowly wandering gaze was full of aloofness and indifference.
When someone she knew approached her and spoke to her, she ignored them completely. She didn't even lift an eyelid until her bodyguards escorted her away.
Kwon Ji-yong stepped out of the crowd and walked to An Ru-feng's side. He leaned against the railing and stood next to her, looking straight ahead without looking at her: "Why are you ignoring people?"
"I don't want to talk to him." Having been used to being controlled by him, An Rufeng blurted out his reply, only realizing after the words left her mouth that she was herself now.
"That's impolite. Everyone here today is someone we know."
"That's someone you know, but a stranger to me. He's nobody to me, so I don't want to respond."
"He greeted you, and it didn't seem offensive. Why ignore him? At least nod politely, right?" Kwon Ji-yong turned and glanced at An Yeo-feng.
“I didn’t think I was being impolite, nor did I ask him to come and talk to me. He initiated the interaction unilaterally, and I have the right not to participate. If he felt ignored and embarrassed, that’s his own fault. I’m not a public customer service representative; why should I be obligated to help strangers?”
Strangers have no right to consume my attention.
"If you insist that I'm impolite and are standing up for your friend, I can be impolite, and he can hate me. I don't care."
Kwon Ji-yong remained silent for a moment.
After a long silence, he finally said, "That person is not my friend. I don't care what you do, but when you are mine, you should respond politely in this situation, at least nod in response."
An Rufeng turned her head and looked at Quan Zhilong.
Under the nightclub lights, only his well-defined profile could be seen, appearing and disappearing indistinctly.
A bright ray of light suddenly flashed and hit Kwon Ji-yong's face, reflecting his ambiguous expression.
An Rufeng quietly watched Kwon Ji-yong for a while.
Kwon Ji-yong turned his head and asked again, "Did you hear that?"
An Rufeng slowly glanced at his face: "I heard you."
A little while later, Teddy came over to them. After greeting Quan Zhilong and An Rufeng, he looked at Ran Lu and said with a smile, "The cello melody in your song today was very good. You have a lot of talent for composing."
Ran Lu smiled and said, "Thank you for your recognition, senior. I will continue to work hard!"
When Kwon Ji-yong heard Teddy and Ran Lu playing the cello, in a flash, he finally remembered where he had seen Ran Lu before.
On the promotional poster for that Chinese cello performance in Paris!
Kwon Ji-yong took out his phone, found the promotional poster, and sure enough, Ran Lu was on it.
Those who played with him in Paris said that she had friends in the orchestra.
Anru Feng and Ran Lu are friends.
Kwon Ji-yong suddenly looked at An Joo-fung.
"You." Kwon Ji-yong paused.
"Can you play the cello?" Kwon Ji-yong asked.
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