TL: bluedreamsfairy

PR: Sam Jiejie

Ning Xuemo’s approval was the most important and nobody objected because they all shared the same opinion as her.

Rong Yan lowered her head to drink tea, but her fingers whitened as she grasped the cup tightly. She believed that she would be the winner today and never had anticipated that Yan Ziyuan would be the star instead.

Why?!

Even though she was adopted, she was also the City Lord’s daughter!

Didn’t her mother get married to City Lord Yan, right?! Mother was still Madam Ping! And even though mother was treated like a concubine, she wasn’t unable to enter Yan Mansion!

Mother had caused Madam Yan’s death in order to become a respected wife. They never expected that Yan Ziyuan would be an obstacle now. Her life and death won’t hold them down, though.

After City Lord Yan moved them out from the residence, years ago, he had never once visited them. If she hadn’t been smart and lovely, getting her stepfather to like her, they most likely would not have even had their daily income. They may have even been bullied by the junior and senior servants to death!

Even though Rong Yan acted politely every time she saw Yan Ziyan, she actually loathed her and wished her to die quickly!

She also talked bad about her in front of Gu Ziyan, so that his impression of her would drop lower and lower.

Suppressing the hatred deep down in her heart, she joined in the crowd to congratulate Yan Ziyuan too. But Yan Ziyuan ignored her.

Rong Yan’s face seemed sad and helpless on the outside, but she was coldly laughing in her heart.

Many participants came from average families. Therefore, the more Yan Ziyuan was uncourteous towards her, the more everyone would be dissatisfied with Yan Ziyuan.

In fact, as Rong Yan secretly looked around, most of the musicians were looking at her pitifully. Some even seemed disappointed in Yan Ziyuan.

She then searched for Gu Ziyan with her eyes, convinced that he would either defend her or comfort her.

But…! Nothing!

Gu Ziyan looked absent-minded, continuing to drink tea. Moreover, his face was pale.

Behind the judges stood the contestants who passed the assessment.

And last, it was the final competitor’s turn: Ning Xuemo.

It was midnight, so everyone was sleepy. But as soon as Ning Xuemo walked on the stage, they sobered up, as she had helped so many people, they were curious to see how she played.

However, in their experience, a lot of people were all talk and no action. Who knew if Lady Xue was really an amazing genius?

Unfortunately, Ning Xuemo didn’t bring her own zither, once she reached the stage, she slightly smiled and said: “I was in a rush when I came here, and didn’t bring my own zither with me. So, who is willing to loan me one ?”

Everyone quietened down.

Each knew that musicians were supposed to play their own instruments and no one would have swapped it as they pleased. As it was a competition, they were even more particular about their choice of instrument that they brought with them.

In fact, all the participants had chosen their musical tool they were most familiar with. However, Lady Xue unexpectedly asked for someone else’s zither!

Did she not put them in her eyes, or were her skills so high that she didn’t need a specific zither anymore?!

A sly glint flashed in Rong Yan’s eyes. She was about to offer her own instrument when someone unexpectedly spoke out loud: “Use mine”

With a wave of a hand, a child standing behind Gu Ziyan carried his zither to Ning Xuemo, who was waiting on stage.