One pull, one pull, Song Wuyou was in a dilemma.
When Song Jiumei met Gu Yanhao's icy gaze, she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.
But when she thought that Song Wuyou would lose face in front of so many people, she plucked up her courage and smiled brightly at Gu Yanhao.
"Young Master Gu, Wuyou will do it. She said that my eldest sister will do it, and she will do it. My eldest sister will not, and she will too."
Song Wuyou looked at Gu Yanhao with an expression of 'you want to help me'.
Gu Yanhao glanced at her, then looked at Song Jiumei coldly: "I said she won't, she won't!"
Seeing Song Wuyou's expression, Song Jiumei wanted to tease her even more.
She knew Song Wuyou to some extent, she let go of Song Wuyou's hand, and deliberately provoked her: "Wuyou, you can't even play the guzheng, can you?"
"..."
"Didn't you say in the past that everything is better than the eldest sister?"
"..."
"Isn't now a good opportunity?"
"..." Song Wuyou hesitated.
"I knew that you don't know anything, except being arrogant." Song Jiumei saw Song Wuyou's hesitation, then moved her mouth forward, and said with a smile.
Her voice was well controlled, except for Gu Yanhao, no one else could hear her clearly.
"Who said that?" Song Wuyou suddenly stared at Song Jiumei with dissatisfaction upon hearing this, "Who said I can only be arrogant and do nothing?"
Seeing her reaction, Song Jiumei was delighted.
She knew that this Song Wuyou couldn't stand being provoked by others.
What's more, she couldn't stand others comparing her to Song Jiuyue, and she would get very angry when she was compared.
When Gu Yanhao heard this, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Song Wuyou coldly.
"You can play Guzheng, can't you?" Song Jiumei asked with a smile.
Song Wuyou raised his chin, a little arrogantly, "It's just a guzheng, why can't you play it?"
"Song Wuyou, that's enough!" Gu Yanhao pulled her back to the sofa, and warned her coldly: "Restrain your temper!"
No, no, what to pretend
"Is being able to play the guzheng a bad temper?" Song Wuyou blinked, pretending to be puzzled, a little cute and annoying.
"Song Jiuyue can't even play, how can you play?" Gu Yanhao said coldly.
That is not a guzheng at all!
When Song Wuyou heard this, he sneered in his heart. In his heart, if Song Jiuyue couldn't do it, why couldn't she
When he said this, Song Jiuyue, who was sitting in front of the piano stand, felt embarrassed.
"She won't, but it doesn't mean I won't either!" Song Wuyou shook off Gu Yanhao's hand, stood up abruptly and walked towards Song Jiuyue, and said angrily, "I'm going to let you I know, I can play this piano! Hmph!"
She is as proud as she is like this.
She looks like a clown.
"Jiuyue, get up quickly." Before Song Wuyou arrived, Mrs. Song hurriedly pulled Song Jiuyue up.
He glanced at Song Wuyou triumphantly from the corner of his eye, this bitch has started to commit suicide again, he is about to lose face.
Gu Yanhao's eyes were cold, and in the depths that others couldn't see, there was a complex meaning passing by.
He looked at Song Wuyou coldly, how can this dead woman get rid of her arrogant and arrogant bad temper
Song Jiuyue got up and made room for Song Wuyou.
Song Wuyou happily came to the piano stand and sat down as if he was on stage to receive an award.
Looking at Qin in front of her, she curled her lips and showed an appreciative smile.
Just by the body of the piano, you know it is a good piano!
She raised her hand and stroked the strings.
"Buzz buzz~~~~"