The Crippled Bigshot's Little Ancestor Is Too Cool

He Youran pulled the violin bow, and a beautiful melody slowly flowed out.

Unlike Tang Yiqing’s magnificent atmosphere, her melody was gentle and graceful, dispelling the murderous aura just now.

In a trance, everyone seemed to be able to see the white-clothed saint stepping barefoot on the blood-stained ground.

He looked at the devastated battlefield with pity. The dead soldiers, the broken war flags, the broken carriage shafts… The bright red blood was like an endless flag, stretching to an endless distance.

The saint closed his eyes and wept. The tears of pity fell into the red soil.

Suddenly, the scorched land reappeared with a new green that represented life. The color of life spread from the saint’s feet. Green grass, fresh flowers, flowing water…

A silver waterfall rushed down from the broken mountain top. The rushing water washed away the debris on the ground…

Everything was revived

Even when the last tune ended, the people who were listening to it did not regain their senses.

Some of the more emotional ones even shed tears.

Peace versus killing, death versus revival. The two wonderful performances made the applause at the gathering thunderous!

Even Tang Yiqing withdrew her disdainful gaze and looked at He Youran in disbelief.

Such a person…

She was born into a small family, wasn’t doted on since she was young, and had such an unbearable past. Yet, she actually had such a shocking musical talent!

An artist wasn’t like an ordinary person. At this moment, Tang Yiqing’s heart wasn’t filled with jealousy, but admiration.

She took her piano and retreated from He Yaoxing’s circle, quietly watching what would unfold next.

He Yaoxing and Chen Man were about to explode from anger!

Their original intention was to see He Youran make a fool of herself, but they had turned the gathering into a stage for her performance!

“Chen Man! Didn’t you say that He Youran doesn’t know how to play the violin?” He Yaoxing questioned sternly.

If it wasn’t for Chen Man’s past hatred towards He Youran, He Yaoxing would have thought that Chen Man was a spy sent by He Youran! f𝒓𝗲𝗲𝒘𝑒𝚋ｎoѵ𝒆𝗹.co𝗺

“Sister Yaoxing… believe me, I didn’t expect this either! It was her sister, He Xue’er, who told me all this!” Chen Man quickly explained.

It was fine to offend He Youran, but He Youran was obviously someone who was afraid of trouble. However, He Yaoxing was different!

If they offended He Yaoxing, their Chen family would really be finished!

“As expected of Mrs. Lu! This performance was really wonderful, really wonderful!”

The people who came back to their senses applauded enthusiastically and discussed with each other excitedly. free𝒘ℯ𝗯𝙣𝗼ν𝑒𝗹.𝒄o𝒎

“Yes! I even think that she performed better than Tang Yiqing!”

“Tranquility versus killing, death versus recovery, so exciting, so exciting!”

“That’s right. Tang Yiqing said that she was presenting the song, but everyone knew that she was provoking her. Facing one of the top artists in China, Mrs. Lu did not shrink back at all. Instead, she cleverly chose the song “Recovery. Her heart is very great!”

“Oh my God! I’m going to become Mrs. Lu’s fan. I wonder if Mrs. Lu will hold a concert!”

“I think from today onwards, it will become a symbol of status for those who can invite Mrs. Lu to play at home!”

Everyone was very excited as they spoke one after another.

They originally thought that they were only attending an ordinary gathering of the rich and powerful, but they didn’t expect to hear such an outstanding performance. This trip was really worth it!

Even Old Madam Lu and Lu Qingzhuo were shocked. The grandmother and grandson looked at each other and simultaneously looked at He Youran, who was walking down from the stage.

Just what kind of woman married into their Lu family? !

He Youran’s appearance today made the onlookers, those with good intentions, or those with other motives, truly realize that she was qualified to be the future mistress of the Lu family!