She put the wine glass aside and played this soul-stirring music with him. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝙣𝙚𝙩 Unexpectedly, they were in perfect harmony, the notes jumped out from their hands, weaving a touching and lingering melody. Qiao Xiaren almost followed his rhythm, coordinating with each other. Their profiles, under the dazzling lights, looked exceptionally warm and beautiful. That exchanged smile, for a moment, seemed like they walked out of a fairy tale, looking dreamy. Lan Lan and the old Master Lan sat there, just watching the couple play the piano, unable to express their feelings. Originally, they were staying quietly at the Lan Family, but strangely, when they woke up, they found themselves on this floor. At first, no one entertained them, only food was delivered. Until the third day, the person who "invited" them over finally showed up. The current atmosphere was somewhat bizarre. The old Master Lan remained calm, firmly restraining his granddaughter not to act rashly. He knew for sure that the Lan Family must have offended Qiao Xiaren in some way. He still didn’t understand the other’s intentions, so he could only wait without taking action. "You’re playing the piano better and better, there’s progress." Qiao Xiaren commented with a smile, stood up, reached for the goblet, and took a small sip. "I consider myself to have more than just progress." He received another glass of red wine from her hand, finally focusing on dealing with the current matter involving these two people. Once this person gets narcissistic, there’s really no one like him. He seemed a bit tired, just sat on the sofa, one hand placed on the armrest, simply observing the two people sitting in front of him, his brows furrowed briefly, seemingly just realizing their presence. Old Master Lan: "..." "Miss Lan, long time no see." Qiao Xiaren swirled the goblet in her hand, a faint smile appeared on her face, "This time, I’ll have you and the old master stay here for a few days. If Miss Lan feels uncomfortable, then there’s no choice but to endure." "Qiao Xiaren, what exactly are you up to? What you’re doing is illegal!" Lan Lan, unable to suppress her inner anger, exploded, "Don’t think because you’re part of the Qiao Family, my brother won’t dare do anything to you!" "Yet the fact proves your brother still doesn’t dare do anything to me, does he?" Qiao Xiaren found it somewhat amusing, her eyes seemingly conveying a hint of sarcasm, "What do I want? Of course, I want your brother to hand over my dad, nothing more. You suffer here not because of me, maybe you should go ask your brother and father what heartless despicable deeds they did." What kind of person is old Master Lan? Just hearing a few words from Qiao Xiaren, he had already connected them with recent events. He had never thought that his son and grandson could commit such wrongdoings. Both father and son share the same ambition and could disregard any terrible consequences to fulfill their ambitions! The old master was so angry his liver hurt. As for Lan Lan, she was completely speechless because she really didn’t know the cause and effect of the matter, nor did she want to know. To her, it must be Qiao Xiaren who started the trouble, she was just jealous of her. "Qiao Xiaren, do you have some persecution delusion? What does your dad’s disappearance have to do with our Lan Family?" Lan Lan chuckled lightly, "I think you’re just jealous of me, jealous that I have a birth mother who cares for me and a stepmother who cherishes me. Although I’m not Aunt An’s biological daughter, Aunt An treats me like her own. Conversely, a certain biological daughter was tossed aside like garbage."