He said, looking at Bao Jingse, "If all else fails, let your big sister Jingse take over."
He would never let Su Ruanruan feel embarrassed.
Hmph, compared to Hao Keke, Ruanruan is like a child of our own family.
Hearing that, Bao Jingse in her black spaghetti-strap dress simply fluttered her eyelids.
Then, lazily, she leaned against the piano and called over Su Ruanruan, "Ruanruan, come here."
Su Ruanruan had no choice.
She had to save face for Bao Mingyuan.
She gracefully walked over to the piano and sat down, placing her delicate hands on the keys.
Bao Jingse said, "I’ll help you turn the pages."
"No need," Su Ruanruan looked up and smiled faintly.
Bao Jingse was momentarily stunned.
She actually didn’t need the music sheets?
At that moment, everyone’s attention was on Su Ruanruan, curious if she could play the piano and how well she would play.
Suddenly, Su Ruanruan became more prominent than Bao Ziqi and Hao Keke.
No one cared about starting the dance; they just wanted to watch Su Ruanruan play the piano.
Under everyone’s intense gaze, Su Ruanruan’s fingers gently moved, and the piano music immediately poured out into the hall.
It was melodious, as if coming from afar, yet also echoing at the top of the hall.
It was as if visual images emerged, seeing a vast starry sky amidst those notes.
The ancient seas and mulberries all came back to life.
After snapping back to reality briefly, it felt as if none of what was seen could compare to the sight of the girl in white sitting before them, her figure delicate and captivating.
No one spoke, everyone just quietly listened to this visual feast.
Bao Ziqi was frozen in place.
He couldn’t believe his ears, couldn’t believe this music was played by Su Ruanruan.
It was as soulful as what he heard that day.
This was the student he had been looking for.
Yet he had pushed her away and chose Hao Keke for the dance.
Hao Keke, anxious and frightened.
She feared that Bao Ziqi would realize, so she reached out to tug on his sleeve lightly, whispering, "It’s time for Teacher Ziqi to start the dance."
But Bao Ziqi roughly shook off her hand and strode towards Su Ruanruan.
Amidst shrieks of shock, Bao Ziqi seized Su Ruanruan’s wrist, dragging her in front of him.
The piano music abruptly stopped.
Su Ruanruan felt pain from his grip and struggled a few times but couldn’t break free, she lowered her voice, "What are you doing, Bao Ziqi?"
"Don’t you know?" he retorted coldly, "You clearly know who I wanted playing the piano, yet you misled me again and again, Su Ruanruan, isn’t it fun playing with others?"
"I’m not playing with anyone," Su Ruanruan clenched her teeth, "Don’t misunderstand!"
She had no choice but to say, "I’ve said it, I already like someone else!"
"Is that so? So you wouldn’t even glance at me, letting me jump around like a fool?" he pulled her closer, "Su Ruanruan, your cunning disgusts me."
"Then keep being disgusted," Su Ruanruan, losing her patience.
Bao Ziqi’s eyes darkened, he stared intently at her tender little face and her rosy lips.
In his extreme anger, an impulse surged, and he almost wanted to kiss her recklessly.
What if he kissed her? She was essentially brought here by his family to keep him company.
He had every right to want her.
Bao Ziqi lost it and decided to follow his heart.
To kiss her, maybe claim her, and then make her his own.
Just when he was about to let go of everything, a surprised shout came from the entrance.
His rationality suddenly returned; he released Su Ruanruan and slowly turned around.
Su Qionglin was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed in from outside.
And pushing Su Qionglin, was none other than Bao Jingyan.